Haa-Rei the Marsh Ranger Options

[hazmick]

Chapter 1.0

I ran from the Merchants Inn as fast as I could. Holding tight to the precious bounty I had wrapped in cloth, ignoring the angry shouts behind me. I dipped into an empty side street and paused to look around before examining my prize, a large loaf of bread covered in melted cheese. Deeh would not believe that I had stolen some food without his help, I couldn't wait to get back to Leyawiin and tell him.

The bread was warm out of the oven and tasted delicious as I hungrily crammed it into my mouth. Before I could finish, I heard a rattle of armour and a wall of iron in the shape of a legionnaire crashed down the alley towards me. My hand found the hilt of my dagger but I decided against fighting this particular soldier. If only I had a bow.

“Stop right there pondscum!” his voice was like thunder and echoed about the grubby walls surrounding me. The only exit was behind me. I made a run for it but the soldier was too fast and grabbed my arm in a bone breaking grip.

“I assume you don’t have 5 septims?” This time his voice was lower but still sounded loud in the cramped alleyway.

I quickly swallowed the bread in my mouth, “I…no,” my mouth was dry and my voice croaked, if I was a man or mer my face would be bright red with embarrassment and fear.

“Come with me,” The soldier secured the irons tightly on my thin wrists, cutting off the circulation. Minutes later we arrived at the imperial prison, it’s walls were darker than those of the other city districts and corpses in various states of decay hung from atop it’s large spire.

Once inside I was lead down a short tunnel, light seemed to fear this place as it grew darker and darker the deeper we descended. One of the rusty cell doors was open, I assumed this was mine.

Sure enough on reaching the cell, an iron clad hand grabbed me by the neck and pulled me closer to the soldier.

“ I hope you rot, criminal scum,” His voice was a low growl with an edge of disgust which most people had when talking to me and the other beggars. The soldier threw me into the cell, my head colliding with something hard. Everything went dark.

This post has been edited by hazmick: Aug 17 2010, 03:56 PM

[Acadian]

Female Bosmer aren't as weird.

I'm sure that Teresa and Buffy appreciate that!

This continues to be lovely, and a joy to read. Haa-Rei is so easy to like!

Monks dressed in white and brown robes sat around reading or scribbling on parchment. One monk sat by the window, staring out over the farmland towards the great forest.

I liked how you briefly but effectively brought the priory to life.

I also like how you short circuited the Main Quest (or at least appear to have). I'm delighted to see that Haa-Rei may simply be a bystander or perhaps play a small role. Regardless, well done.

It turns out that getting hit by the enemy is something most people avoid.

A fine example of what seems to be your wonderful gift for understated humor that hits the mark.

The leather helmet was swapped for a lightweight leather hood.

It is so nice to see that our Argonian fellow has some fashion sense. Those helmets are. . . ewww.

I'm curious about Rasheda's note and advice to see Daenlin. I look forward to hopefully learning more about this.

The Oak & Crosier. What a wonderfully cozy and friendly inn with a warm fireplace. Ahhhh.

Lovely ending to this chapter.

Well done, hazmick. Best of luck as you head for school. Take all the time you need with this gem of a story. We'll be here looking forward to more of it.