Wayshrine of Akatosh

I left the Wayshrine of Dibella, en route to Bruma and the Wayshrine of Akatosh. Hopefully the road wouldn’t be riddled with bandits again. I started down the road and approached Wenyon Priory. It looked to be an interesting place, and I considered stopping. I decided not to however, as I wanted to finish my pilgrimage first. So far no bandits. So far so good. That is, until I noticed a rather unfortunate traveler being chased, and bitten by a wolf. 

I decided to assist him, and ran behind him shooting arrows into, around, and way off target of the wolf. I lost quite a few arrows, but it was all fine for I saved the life of the traveler. I went back onto the road after weaving in and out of it for a while, to come across… you guessed it didn’t you. A bandit.

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I had had enough of these road-urchins. I killed him, and walked by without a second thought. Actually, as I passed I scared myself. I just took another life, and I felt nothing for it. These roads had hardened me, and I now did not know what I am capable of doing to other people. I walked on, continuing towards Bruma. 

There were two more wolves on the road past the bandit. These roads seemed to be covered in them. The next bit of walking was uneventful until I ran into a fellow traveler. He seemed to be having a good walk along through the forest. He also had some nice boots on. I actually thought for a second of taking them from his corpse, and decided I definitely needed a few days of rest after finding this next wayshrine. 

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I passed him before my arms moved to string an arrow by themselves. I ran across a Kajiit traveler after only a bit, not knowing whether he was a bandit or not. Luckily, he wasn’t, because I did not want to deal with his warhammer. Then, the wolf attacked. He was a normal wolf, and was destroyed by an Imperial Guard who happened to be passing by. I took the pelt, and walked on up the road. The Guard going in the opposite direction. 

As I continued up the road, I rose in elevation. Eventually, I could get a pretty good view of the surrounding land.

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The Imperial City looked very majestic, and it was a nice sight to see. Shining up on me, as if the Nine themselves were urging me onward. The great tower jutting up into the sky, and I could sense a great yearning to return to it. All in good time though.

The air was getting colder, and crisper as I neared the peak of the mountain and towards Bruma. As I continued on, the ground changed to a much more gray, bleak type of rock. And snow became apparent on the ground and in the trees.

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 I was glad I was wearing my fur armor then, as it made me nice and warm. No matter how it smelled. I kept walking until a peculiar sight appeared before me. Two Imperial Guards were standing, firing arrows into each other wildly. The far one appeared to be losing. I did not want to get into it, so I hid behind some rocks. 

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They duked it out, and one killed the other. I walked up to the deceased Imperial Guard. He appeared to be young. I did not know what he had done to have the other kill him. I took his silver bow (for appearances), and his armor for more protection against bandits. It probably wasn’t the right thing to do, but I was in the rough here. Just a bit with the bandits and wolves. But from the looks of things, so were they.

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And then, they decided to kill a deer. For no reason, but I’m not complaining. Free venison!

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I walked around the wall of Bruma and down a very steep hill, following the wayshrine map. It lead me back down to the road, from which I went back into the forest and looked at the map again. I found what I thought the direction was and set off towards it. I was dead-on (much like my marksmanship), and it was there before me.

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I walked to it and prayed at the altar in the middle. Akatosh blessed me and bade me go in search of the other wayshrines. I looked up into the sky as it began to snow at that exact moment. It was such a beautiful few minutes that I didn’t move. Just kept staring directly up. 

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The snow ended and I knew it was time to get to Bruma. I needed rest for the long journey to the next Wayhsrine. But I could hardly wait to get on the road, to see all of the sights of Cyrodiil.

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Wayshrine of Dibella

I left the Wayshrine of Mara, and headed through the forest to go around Skingrad and get to the road further ahead and spend less time on the road. I was attacked by a couple of wolves, killing them easily. I took their pelts, and continued on. Eventually, I saw a strange trapdoor next to a large rock. There was a chest next to the trapdoor, which contained 9g.

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I entered the trapdoor, and it deposited me into a small dark room with two more chests.

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I opened them up. The first chest contained two potions. One Weak Potion of Fortune and one Weak Potion of Healing. The second chest contained more gold and two lesser soul gems. I took it all, and finding nothing else to do in the room, I left. I popped back up out of the ground, turned towards the road and started towards it. There was a wolf and an imp in my way. I disposed of them quickly and took the wolf’s pelt. I walked down the road, past the Imperial City. I noticed something there that I hadn’t noticed before, a giant statue of a woman with wings amidst another Ayleid ruin.

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It was interesting, but I had no time to stop and visit it. I wanted to finish my pilgrimage quickly, so I could return to teaching myself about alchemy. I passed by the Imperial City, and turned towards Chorrol. I rounded a corner, and this guy just comes out of nowhere.

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Another bandit? I think I’ve killed enough of them to last me a very long time. He ran at me with his axe, swinging it around and around. I ran backwards, shot and arrow then danced to the right, left, and backwards dodging his swings while shooting even more arrows into him. After only a few arrows, he fell over dead. Much easier then I expected. I walked up to him, gathered my arrows and took his axe. I kept walking up the road and came upon a fort.

It was an average fort, quite old it looked though. I thought about walking around it, but if it’s this close to the big city, it must not have any deadly creatures inside. Luckily, I was right. At least the fact that there were no deadly creatures inside. There was however, a Khajiit highwayman. He wanted 100g, but I just couldn’t afford to pay him that. I was after all saving for a boat house. So, I refused and fought him to the death. It took a much longer time than it did with the bandit, and many more arrows.

I took back my arrows, and took his axe as well. Finally, the road was peaceful to Chorrol. No one was on the roads, and no wolves or bandits attacked me. It was a nice walk, and I finally reached the gates of Chorrol. I entered, it was close to 1 AM at this time.  The feeling of being in a new city was great. It was refreshing to be out of the same rut, and to find a new place, new people. I wanted to explore, but I was very tired. I found the Mages Guild, and entered to find a bed that I could use for the night. I walked around for a long time until I finally went to the basement and shared a bed with the man down there. He didn’t seem to mind, and I awoke around 10 o’clock. I talked to a few people, and took some food for my journey to the wayshrine after Dibella’s. I left the Guild house and started down the street. As I approached the statue before the gates, a group of people and a guard started to fight a man in strange armor. They appeared to be winning, as there were five of them, and only this one man.

I thought of helping this man, but he had a strange air about him. Because of my hesitation, he was dead quickly. And as he fell, his armor vanished into thin air. I walked up to him. He was now wearing simple peasant garb, and carried little. I found a strange book however: Mythic Dawn Commentaries. I took it, not planning on reading it, but just in case. I went into a store to see if there was anything I could purchase from there. I found nothing of interest, left, and then left Chorrol all together.

I walked to the fork in the roads, and went straight into the forest, following the wayshrine map. It took me straight to another road that I probably would have found if I went down the road to the right, but either way I found the Wayshrine of Dibella.

I walked up to the road and was attacked by a rat. It only took one arrow to kill it, and I continued to the shrine. I prayed at it, and Dibella blessed me. I was to continue on my holy pilgrimage.

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Wayshrine of Mara

I left the Wayshrine of Arkay and traveled east, off road. It was pretty uneventful, besides the ran. It had been raining on and off for quite a while now. And my fur armor was starting to smell of it. It was heavier, damp and very uncomfortable. And off roading was hard when I needed to climb hills, never knowing what would be on the other side. 

I finally crested a hill and got a sight of Kvatch and an Ayleid ruin. I knew I should probably get back on the road since it would be pretty difficult to have to go over and around Kvatch.

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I turned right and got back on the road. I didn’t get very far, maybe around the sign to Skingrad, before I was attacked by a rogue bandit. I was just minding my own business when he appeared out of nowhere, drew his warhammer and started advancing. I ran backwards, trying to avoid his swipes while shooting arrows into his torso. He finally fell and I gazed down at his arrow ridden body.

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I took his warhammer, and my arrows. I returned to an inn I had seen to try to sell it, but the bartender wouldn’t take it. Probably because he couldn’t do much with a warhammer at an eating establishment. I returned to road soon afterward for I had no intention in stopping for the night. At least not until later.

I walked past my dead opponents body and took another last look. It really made me sad that this was the life, and end, that this man had chosen. I didn’t even know his name before I robbed him of his life. The excuse of “self defense” couldn’t even calm my conscience. And this is not the last time tonight that it would be questioned.

I pressed on to my destination, occasionally checking the map to find the right location for the wayshrine close to Skingrad. After another few minutes of walking peacefully through the night, I came across another bandit. Two in one night, this is a record for me. We dodged and shot arrows at each other, healing ourselves occasionally until I finally bested him. I think I had the best dodging skills, as the arrows in my stomach will attest to.

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Luckily, he had some arrows too, so I took them from him. I think I got back up to the original count too. And, he was close to a nice little camp. I walked up, when I spotted a wolf coming at me. I began to draw my bow, when it was attacked from the side, and killed. It seems that whoever left the camp there also left a mean old dog to guard it. The dog came at me next, but I didn’t have any trouble killing it. I went back to the camp and checked out the wolf. It seemed to be carrying a gold piece (was it stuck in the fur? I don’t know). I took the pelt and the gold, and went to sleep in the head tent. I awoke to a clear day, and an Ayleid ruin.

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I checked the chest next to the bedroll for anything, but it was locked. I looked to preserve the lockpicks I had, so I decided not to open it. I left the camp and continued on. Not too long, I came across a bridge. Luckily there was no troll, but there was another bandit. I did not feel like killing another man again, so I snuck around the side of the bridge, when I noticed a chest beneath the bridge. When I started moving towards the chest, the bandit noticed because for some reason, he had abandoned the bridge and come down close to where I was when I wasn’t paying attention to him.

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I ran for it, not wanting to kill again, as I said before. Luckily, after a while of running down the road, and him starting to catch up, as I turned and drew an arrow, he ran past. Straight past me, intent on killing a couple of imps I hadn’t noticed. They struck him down quickly with lightening and then came after me

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I managed to strike both down with my bow before they managed to inflict much damage to me. I took my arrows but left the imp gall. I went and looked at the bandit again. It was saddening, but at least I hadn’t killed him. I continued on, intent on reaching the wayshrine sometime soon. Finally, I spotted Skingrad through the trees. I checked my location on the map and the wayshrine map and turned to the left. I went trekking through the woods until I finally had reached my destination after three bandits, a dog, and a couple wolves I didn’t mention (I just shot them with arrows and took their pelts. Not much to say). 

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I prayed at the shrine, and Mara blessed me with willpower. I was instructed to continue on to the next seven wayshrines. My next destination is the Wayshrine of Dibella, south of Chorrol. This will also be a chance to visit a new city!

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The Wayshrine of Arkay

((OOC- I apologize for the lengthened absence, but I will now be posting regularly again))

After spending the night at the Mages Guild, which I had joined the night before (Hey, it’s a free bed in each city. Times are tough). It was a good rest, and I awoke to find a bright sunny morning in Anvil. I walked out of the city, and suddenly the sky changed. It took on a dark grey hue, lightening, thunder, and rain soon ensued. I walked forward miserably. It’s tough walking around these trails when you’re fur armor is soaking wet. 

I ran across the same highwayman along the main road again, but by now I had enough of his menacing ways to every traveler along the road. I told him I would not pay his 100g fee, and he drew his axe. He took a few swings at me, and I shot a few arrows into his shoulders. He was doing too much damage for me to last much longer, and luckily an Imperial Guard came running to my rescue.

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We both managed to kill him, and he flopped to the ground facefirst. I took his axe to sell, and also his one and only lockpick. I don’t know why I might need it, but it may come in handy. I turned around to go back and sell the axe in Anvil since it was close. As I rounded a corner, I noticed this character standing behind a bush

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I have no idea who that is, I’ll talk to him later. I went into Anvil and thought about going to the Fighter’s Guild. Then I thought, “What if the Fighter’s Guild doesn’t buy weapons?” So I went to the smithy instead. He was an odd character. I hadn’t seen one of his race yet, and his eyes seemed to burn into my soul.

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I sold my wares and left immediately. I just had this feeling of mistrust about him. I walked back out of Anvil and onto the road again. I talked to the Bush-Man, who told me he is a Marksman, Hunter, and Woodsmith. He offered to train me, but I didn’t want to spend that kind of money on him. So I left him standing there in the rain and went back in the direction of the Wayshrine. I ran across my dead buddy, who had been mysteriously flipped over onto his back. I guess some travelers had gone shuffling around for anything he might have (except his armor, he was still fully clothed). 

I went in the direction of Drad’s Estate, but turned off the trail to the right. Almost immediately I was attacked by a wolf. I slayed it, and took it’s pelt. I went up a hill to get a better view of my surrounding lands, and was attacked by another wolf  (at least this didn’t turn into my trip to the Imperial City). I killed it as well and took the pelt. I checked my map, and started moving down the hill. I jumped on a rock, and then I saw it.

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I approached the shrine in awe of the power. I stood at the shrine, and prayed to Arkay. Arkay blessed me and instructed me to the next 8 wayshrines to complete my pilgrimage. 

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OOC- Pilgrimage Delay

This is going to be quick. I have not been able to play much Oblivion over the past few days. I have something that takes up most of my day, and is very tiring. Anyway, I will get back to playing and posting Friday.

This will be the same next week as well (most likely). Sorry for the delay.

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The Wayshrines

I slipped out very early in the morning and walked down the road. I started once again to Anvil. The road was very easy and safe, except I met a wolf about halfway. The wolf was slain easily and I took it’s pelt and my arrows. After I turned a corner of the road, I saw a familiar place. It was the stone wall where a highwayman hangs out a lot. I decided to go off-road and walk for a beeline to Anvil. I climbed atop a rock and had my first view of Anvil in quite a while.

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I continued down the hill and entered the city. I walked around the town for a bit, taking in the familiar surroundings.

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I see that the Mages Guild had a nice clock put in after I left. But I wasn’t here to see the clocks around here. I needed to get down to the Divines. I found the prophet outside the Anvil Church. He was preaching again, trying to get someone to listen to him. I walked up to him and began talking.

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He told me of Umaril’s return to Tamriel, to overthrow the Nine Divines. The only one who could overthrow Umaril was a Holy Crusader. It started to smell of adventure, something I did not want to get myself into. But I needed that map. I asked him about the Crusader and he asked me of my fame. I told him I had none, and he was pleased. The savior of now need not be a hero. 

But I did need to prove myself to the Nine. He told me of the Wayshrines of the Eight and One, and gave me the map to find them. I took it and said that I would prove myself. He nodded, and I left to go into the Anvil Church. As I entered, I noticed the blood on the floor still, but the bodies were gone.Cleaning seemed to be going slow. I prayed for the dead’s souls and left. It was time to get moving.

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OOC- Next Post

Just a heads up to those that read this, I won’t be writing another entry tomorrow. I’m heading out of state, and away from Oblivion. But there will be a new one, hot from Merrian’s Non-Adventure to Anvil.

Thanks for reading!

Jacob

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The Pilgrimage Begins

I woke up in Glarthir’s bed. It was a nice, calm night and I slept well. But when I awoke, I felt something gnawing away at me. I knew what is must have been. I didn’t know if it was really a sin or not, but I had slept in the bed of a man I just witnessed being killed. I may be homeless, but would I really stoop so low?

I decided I would not stay, for the guilt was a huge pressure upon me. I left the house and wandered out onto the road. I didn’t go behind the church again, for I didn’t want to face Glarthir’s unhappy spirit. Instead, I walked straight out of Skingrad. I must cleanse from my spirit this sin. I must complete the pilgrimage.

I was headed for Anvil. If anyone knew the locations of the wayshrines, it would be the preacher outside of the Anvil Church. Not too far out from Skingrad however, I discovered a cave.

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A terrible little cave. It reeked of misfortune and adventure, and I hurriedly ran past it before a goblin or any other grotesque creature spotted me. I continued running until I was sure that there was nothing following me. Finally, relaxing, I slowed down, and looked up. This was the sight that greeted my eyes:Image

Kvatch. A quaint little city. I decided I would stop up there for supplies and rest. Getting to the road for Kvatch wasn’t without danger as I encountered a wolf. It ran straight at me, while I fired arrows, and then straight past me. Apparently, there was an Imperial Guard behind me that interested him moreso than I did. Well, the Imperial Guard took it down with one swipe of his mighty sword and spilled the wolf’s blood across the road. I walked over, took the wolf’s pelt and my arrows. Then I continued on. I saw a group of deer, but was too noisy to even fire an arrow into the crowd. They dispersed quickly, and I did not see where they went. Shrugging my shoulders, I kept going.

Unfortunately for me, two bandits took exception to my presence on their road, and the guard was nowhere to be found. I fought off the first, axe wielding Khajiit banditImage

But there was still the second one to deal with. He was also an archer, and we spent a while dodging and firing arrows before I finally managed to bring him down.

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Finally having taken care of both of them, I continued on up the road and fought a wolf. I took the pelt, and then realized I had lost a good deal of arrows on those two. I returned to them both and took the Khajiit’s axe and the archer’s dagger. I would sell the axe, but thought the dagger would make a good addition to my defenses. And of course, as I’m taking what I can, the Imperial Guard finally decides to join the party. He rode on past, and I continued on my way. I went up the road to Kvatch, and asked the Argonian brothers if I could remain in their house for a while. They agreed to let me and went back to hoeing their land. Before I went inside though, I just had to check out the view.

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Was That Really Necessary?

I didn’t do anything interesting for a while. I slept for most of the day on a beggars bedroll. When I awoke, it was around 9pm, and I wandered around the rest of the time. I didn’t run into Davide Surilie at all the entire day, and was just planning on telling Glarthir Davide was spying.

I waited behind the church for Glarthir. He showed up around 11:30, half an hour before he told me to meet him. I told him Surilie was spying on him, and he gave me another 200g. Bu he also gave me a note. On it was written:

These people MUST die!

  1. Bernadette Peneles
  2. Toutius Sextius
  3. Davide Surilie (the ringleader kill HIM FIRST!)

I didn’t want to kill anyone, even for more money. I reported Glarthir to the guards, and showed them the note. The guard took off towards the church. He met Glarthir behind the church, and started to fight. Poor Glarthir didn’t stand a chance with his bare fists against the guards sword. Glarthir died quickly, and I looked at what he had, to scavenge. I took his house key to see if there was a window into his madness in his house.

I entered and went all the way upstairs. I didn’t find anything, but did notice that I could sleep in his bed. So I found a place to stay in Skingrad. Unfortunately, it cost the life of Glarthir.

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Glarthir

Finally Glarthir showed up behind the church, and we began to talk. I had never actually followed Bernadette around, but he still asked me what I saw her doing. Not wanting to get between him and his mind games, I told him that Bernadette was following him. He seemed happy enough (strange since he thought that Bernadette was part of a larger conspiracy) and gave me 150g. I was immensely happy as Glarthir walked away.

After spending the night wandering around in the rain, I finally found a beggars bedroll at around 9 am. I slept for around 11 hours, ate some bread and started my day. I perused the shops in town, not particularly looking for anything. I talked to Toutius Sextius about Glarthir. He had no problem telling me what he thought of the man. Not that he even knew who I was talking about. He remembered quickly and said that Glarthir was strange.

I walked back to Skingrad (Toutius was outside by the vineyard) and it was now about 11 at night. I went around to the back of the church and waited for Glarthir again. He showed up soon, and I told him that Toutius was watching him. He said he knew it, and gave me another 200g. He told me to watch David Surilie, which I’m not planning on doing. I’ll just tell Glarthir whatever he wants to hear for more money. I went back to the bedroll I slept at the night before for another night of sleeping under the stars. Except of course, it was raining, as it had been for the past few days on and off.

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