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The First to Die

[Plagos has traveled to new lands. See the explanation here.]

It has been a month since I entered the land of Skyrim. I traveled to this barbaric wilderness in order to further my studies of all the magical arts. It has passed my ear that there is a mage college outside of Winterhold, and the tales I hear from these superstitious neanderthals of the resident’s destructive power is like music to my ears. I’ve also heard of an ancient landmark in Markarth that might be a place to further my research once my business at the college is finished.

However as usual, there were interruptions. During the night of the third day I was ambushed by a raiding party and captured. I was accused of being a rebel or some such nonsense, and brought to a village to be executed. Clearly they had it backward. Little did they know that I was to be their demise. Though in this case, a dragon beat me to it.

After escaping those damned backwater Imperials (remind me to topple their empire when I get the chance), I had lost nearly everything. Curse the gods! I have to start all over again! I knew trying to survive with my current name and reputation would be dangerous, so I adopted a persona as a neophyte of Arkay.

Coincidentally, it’s not that far from the truth, following the god of life and death. I just serve one of those purposes more than the other. The first being I encountered after my escape was another Dunmer hiding in the woods, performing some kind of dark ritual. I would have liked to stay and watch, but there wasn’t time and she seemed… displeased with my interruption. So naturally I slaughtered her and stole her robes to be my guise.

After that I scoured one of the nearby barrows for magical items and artifacts that could suit my needs. I will say, the ancient Nord drugals that infest the catacombs and tombs in these parts make very useful zombie minions. The nether energies here are weak and unstable, and since losing all my tomes and rituals I am hesitant about trying any demon summoning here. It has taken more stealth and finesse than I have done before, but mastering the new powers found in this place is all part of the goal.

After being chased out of Riverwood by a crazed woman with a dagger (all I did was command all her chickens to kill each other), I headed in the city of Whiterun to resupply and scheme my next move. Yet all they seemed interested in was having me kill dragons. So without too much showing off, I obliged them. In return I was given an axe (What do they even use these things for?) and my first property, a housecarl. I eventually secured a home in which to keep those things while I continue my tasks.

This dragonborn business just sounds like fanatical religious babble to me. So it helps me kill dragons and absorb their souls. I see nothing at all wrong with this. It is in my inherit ability to be a keeper of souls. Still, after my business with the college is finished, I may go have a word with these so-called Greybeards, if only that they may have a few more spell tomes that I can steal.

I wasn’t sure what to expect when I arrived at Winterhold, least of which was to be taken on as a simple pupil. After a tour of the grounds, it was off like an errand boy to the tomb of Saarthal to search the archaeological site. I was almost thinking it a pointless cause until we found some sort of… artifact or monument in the lowest chamber. I hesitate to say much about it until more is known. There is too much mystery around it to speculate. My next task is to do research. Unfortunately the books I require are held in Fellglow Keep.

I must take the time to show that I am no mere novice. It will be glorious the day I take all their magical knowledge, then purge the keep of all life and burn it to the ground.

Arkay be praised.


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 22nd, 2011 12:08 am (UTC)
This is pretty great. I've been rping in my head as I play, but this is better. I'm a Breton gal of the magical persuasion. I have Lydia as well and have been dragging her along on all my adventures and dungeon delving. I like to think she is begrudgingly enjoying the travels. Plus, they are quite the pair. The tall and short of it.

I look forward to hearing Plagos' take on the College quests.
Nov. 22nd, 2011 11:00 pm (UTC)
It's a great way to chronicle my adventures. I may not be able to create amazing character art like some people(!), but dammit, I can write.
Nov. 22nd, 2011 10:32 pm (UTC)
I am glad to see writings from Plagos again even if I have no frame of reference for any of this Skyrim stuff.

As if echoing my own thoughts, you do not execute Plagos, Plagos executes you.
Nov. 22nd, 2011 10:58 pm (UTC)
Neither do I. I had to look up all the town names.

What I love about this game is that none of this is embellished. This all literally happened.
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