Lothran has entered Chorrol and spent a night at the Oak and Crosier. So nice to be back here in this fine town!

Very little resistence on the Orange and most particular and noteworthy was the no-show bandit who usually stands by a rock beside the road passing the Chorrol wall enroute to the North gate. There has always been one there but not now, nor was there a minotaur by the gate!


Someone seems to have beaten Lothran to the punch. Literally

Or maybe all those baddies are just finding new places to lurk and stalk, ha ha ha.

My decrepit avatar stands in Weye Manor foyer, clad in Champion's greaves and chestpiece, leather boots and blue hood, a quiver of arrows on his back. He is about to walk to the Imperial City to gather assignments for the day, consisting of a road patrol of Gold to Skingrad, two commercial shipping consignments to Skingrad, and a tax gathering commission for wherever the clerk specifies. (This last will not be fulfilled until it coincides with a like road patrol.) Being the patrol it is, he has, as is common practice, allowed his ward to sleep in and breakfast at her leisure while he visits the capital. He himself broke fast with a boar meat, goat cheese, egg and muffin breakfast sammich washed down with stout and polished off with passion fruit, watching the dawn sky brighten over the capital from his third floor private balcony perch.

The previous day saw them wake in Bruma's Fighters Guild basement sleeping quarters, gather shipping consignments, grab a quick breakfast at Olav's (Vil abstained), and ride mountainous trails to Cheydinhal to deliver said shipments. The trip was marred in being blanketed in heavy fog to the halfway point, then not long afterward being subjected to a steady snow that persisted almost to Cheydinhal. They battled the usual suspects en route; lots of bears, too many ogres, one bandit, a cat, an imp. They reached their destination mid afternoon, dropped off packages and, Vilja yet again not being hungry, immediately departed the city. Not far along the Blue they spotted an engagement in the distance. Galloping forward, this proved to be two glass armored bandits accosting a patrolling legionnaire, who seemed to be getting the worst of the situation. The gang joined the fray and were able to save the trooper but not, alas, his horse. Be that as it may they continued on, eventually crossing Lake Rumare via East Bridge and following Perimeter Road to Chestnut Handy Stables, at which point they dismounted, tethered their beasts, put Wolfgang on guard duty, and entered the Imperial City for a formal supper at The Foaming Cask. That done they rode home, arriving at the Manor circa 2145. Being late my avatar bid his ward goodnight and retired to his bed posthaste.

The day prior they patrolled the Silver to Bruma, but I'll spare you details of that venture.

This post has been edited by Decrepit: Mar 14 2017, 05:15 PM

I like to think they heard of his coming



@Decrepit - So nice to get a report from the Crusader again, I had almost given up!

Thanks Mirocu and Acadian! It is so nice to be playing a game that has proper exploring again. Beth did it so well in Oblivion/FO3 and so bad in Skyrim/FO4. In the second two games I feel like I am just moving through an area- not hunting down every nook and cranny like this great game.



I see that Lothran is living the high life in Chorrol. My characters can only ever afford the Grey Mare.

I doubt that Lothran would ever see the down and out side of Bravil....down in the 3rd class with Buffy and City Swimmer.

This post has been edited by Winter Wolf: Mar 15 2017, 02:31 AM

If there is a downside of Bravil then yes, he has a hard time seeing it from the balcony right outside his house

I know, right? Since I've been taking a hiatus from RG3's game, there's nobody really patrolling the roads of Cyrodiil, in fact there's a vampire flying around on her broom lately. Thing is, that vampire rarely touches down, and when she does, it's rarely on a road. Therefore, Decrepit's avatar probably won't get to down her, heh heh heh....


This post has been edited by Renee: Mar 15 2017, 02:47 PM

Lothran is now in the Imperial City Waterfront. He wants to keep moving and not be stagnant in yet another town so he will travel back and forth a lot. Stagnation is for winter time


Maybe he will even see a flying vampire?

It must be so neat to be "stagnant" for so long, and then all the sudden you're active again. Yeah, I totally get it now.



Turdas, Second Seed 2

Two pleasant surprises: 1). it's sunny again. By now, it's been well over a week since it rained. And 2). there's a magic shop the party had previously ignored in the past, here in the mod-added village of Oranstad. Best of all... this shop's owner can recharge items! Unfortunately, Renee only has 243 gold at the moment, but this will be useful information in the future, when she has much more to spend.

Later while looking for those Ayleid ruins, they found a place called Nornalhorst, but by the time they'd found it the sun was hanging low to the west. Making a snap-decision, they all decided to head to Skingrad after all. Money was needed, and there were things to sell, gear to repair.

As the party passed by a small camp (Collarbone Camp), the body of Haili, the Altmer mage from Cheydinhal, was finally found. She'd apparently wandered off the previous day, and got herself killed by a gang of cutthroat bandits. But it looks as though she'd put up a fight.

Anyway, RG3 held a short bit of prayers for Haili, even though she was a non-believer. Haili is the one who taught Renee Gade III all about proper bathing.

This post has been edited by Renee: Mar 15 2017, 10:54 PM

Nice to see so much activity in Cyrodiil what with summer quickly approaching.

Good to see the Decrepit Champion on duty.

I know that Lothran's boots will gather no moss this time of year.

Aww, poor Haili - RIP.

Summer? Melbourne is still 30 degrees C this week and has humidity like the swamps of Blackmarsh. If summer is approaching I am in big trouble.

**

Braden Septim (twin brother of Uriel) has already popped into Weynon Priory and demanded a coronation from Jauffre and be announced as the next Emperor. He could not understand why the Amulet of Kings kept slipping off from his neck. Jauffre looked up from his book. "I am sorry but that is not how the plan of of succession works."

"But the nephews are dead, I read about it in the Black Horse Courier!" Braden complained.

"Yes, but as you know there is another child, an illegitimate one."

Braden slapped his forehead. "The serving wench. I remember now!"

"Your job, Braden, is to go to Kvatch and bring Martin back here. He is serving as a priest in the temple at Kvatch."

"That would be right," Braden grumbled, "They always turn into priests...."

"Please be careful. The servants of Mehrunes Dagon are on the lookout for anybody connected to the Elder Council."

Braden thought about it for a moment. "So, if something would happen to Martin, an unfortunate accident, perhaps, then the plan of succession would fall on my shoulders."

Jauffre nodded. "I suppose that is correct."

Steps sounded on the floorboards and the door slammed in the room below.

Jauffre's eyes blinked at the empty study.


**

Travelling south Braden has gotten lost in the Colovian wilderness.

He is now wet and drenched and hurling curses at the Nine. Darkness has fallen and he has stumbled into the Gottshaw Inn.

This post has been edited by Winter Wolf: Mar 16 2017, 02:06 AM

Jauffre sends Braden to Kvatch so brother can knock off nephew and become Emperor. Got it!

Ha ha ha what a delightful little tale there. I'm amazed Jauffre did not confuse Braden for the real thing. You owe us a picture, WW.

Hey, you have humidity in Australia too? I always thought it was dry/desert there.

Acadian- Thanks! I had no idea what plans Braden had up his sleeve until he started muttering to me on the Red Ring Road. I was shocked! How dare he!

Renee- Braden has dyed his hair a dark color so the Imperial Guard will not recognize him. Jauffre must have seen through the disguise. I play on Xbox 360 so pics are harder, not impossible. In other words- lazy I am. Lol.

Melbourne only has a little humidity each year. A few weeks at most. Sydney and Brisbane have 4-6 months of humidity each year. Yuck! When it does hit all we do is complain. Good thing I do not live north. Ha!

***


Tongues of forked lightning impale the darkness of the vast sky.

Two men are buffeted by the harsh wind that sweeps across the broad plateau.

“What in the Oblivion is that?” asked Braden, gesturing at the dark walls in front of him.

“My Lord- that is Oblivion.”

“You cannot be serious.”

“Oh yes, I am, very serious,” replied Savlian Matius, “The minions of foul magic have raised the gate right out the front of the city. It was an impossible battle- many died before we could evacuate the civilians.”

“But, but.....I have to get inside the chapel.”

“I am sorry, my Lord, but you are going nowhere until we remove the threat and save the town.”

“Well, raise an army, or something, and attack the damn place,” Braden fumed.

“We have sent a request to the Elder Council, and are holding position until we hear back.”

Braden removed a silk cloth from his tunic and wiped it across his forehead. “Is there nothing else you can do, Captain?” His eyes showed signs of despair.

Savlian took a deep breath. “I have sent a small attack force into the gate in an attempt to see what we are up against. Some of my best men are inside that place. We have not heard back from them either.”

Braden turned and looked around, folding the cloth over in his hand. “This place is damn hot. Anywhere I could get a drink?”

“No, my Lord. All of our resources are devoted to caring for the sick and infirmed.”

“You have no bar, or anything?”

Savlian paused. “Well, I suppose there is the tavern down the road, my Lord. The Gottshaw Inn.”

Braden exploded. “That place of vile wickedness! By the Nine! The Bosmer there tried to water the beer on me last night. He thinks I didn’t notice. When I become Emperor the first thing I will do is burn that building to the ground!”

Savlian’s eyes blinked slowly. His hand clenched and unclenched on his sword.

Braden moved a step backwards. “Alright Captain, I will leave the situation in your capable hands. You are doing a great job. Ahh, which way is Anvil?”

***


Braden Septim has since burst into Anvil and demanded an audience with Countess Umbranox, wanting to borrow her garrison to march up the hill and attack the gate at Kvatch. He was told to wait until the morning.

Fuming he enters the Fighters Guild looking for the person in charge.

He is told that he must join the Guild first....



This post has been edited by Winter Wolf: Mar 18 2017, 01:09 PM

Lothran is currently back at Cloud Top. Dunno when he was there last time

Ha ha ha that's funny...there's a scary Oblivion gate and Braden wants to run off to the nearest pub! Braden does seem like he's not really Hero of Kvatch material, huh?

Why did Lothran go to Cloud Top? Any particular reason?

Nah, just because


Nice views up there

Been awhile since any of mine have been to Cloud Top.


Fredas, Second Seed 3

Days Passed: 250

Fame: 18
Infamy: 5

Party got a late start after spending the night in Skingrad. Walked back to Collarbone Camp, to pay respects for their fallen friend.

By the time they got here, it was late afternoon, and the sun was going down, with rain threatening. If there were any vampires in Nornalhorst, it would be better to start on them tomorrow.

What level is your character now, Renee? How many hours?

Did you +5 level or just play the game as is?

This post has been edited by Winter Wolf: Mar 21 2017, 02:47 AM

She is Level 13 now, but probably 12 back when I was making these updates. Today is RG3's birthday by the way.

OH whoa. 348 hours, 17 minutes, and 6 seconds is her save. I had no idea it was this high! The save size is only like 15 mb too, so that's a pretty good sign that there's no bloat going on.

I rarely +5 anything. Heck, it's rare any of my Oblivion characters get over +3! I have nothing against +5 though. Just rarely happens that way.

What is Braden up to?

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Loredas, Second Seed 4

Light fog in the air, but not too chilly today. The party gets up early. Since Nornalhorst is so close by, they don't have far to travel.

And it turns out there are vampires in Nornalhorst! And we've got all day to banish them, hee hee. The hours flew by though, and Nornalhorst is a big place. Even though Renee spent all day luring vampires out of there (and occasionally just killing them in inside the ruins) the job did not get done entirely on this day. In all, Renee counted just 5 vampire dusts as the sun went down. The party probably killed more like seven though.

This post has been edited by Renee: Mar 22 2017, 01:29 AM