Morrowind, It used to be a game.... Options

[Neck' Thall]

Now This is my first fan fic and im just seeing if people like my idea.

Prologue

Ryan was walking down a PC game isle when he saw the game.... “Morowwind”. He loved all RPG games since his first D&D game six years before and this would top them all. Even better was the cheap price, $ 29.95!! He immediately took out his wallet and went to the cashier to buy the game. Then he and his parents went home, them to watch an R rated film (Ryan was only 14 at the time), and he to load Morrowind.

Unfortunately, he was unable to load it until 10:00 because he had some parent assigned homework to do. When he was finally finished, he charged down to ground level and then went in to his houses sub-basement, where his families four computers (one for each person) were each seated.

He practically punched the “ON” button and waited anxiously for the Computer to boot. When it was done booting he ripped the Morrowind box open, put the CD into the drive, and began reading the manual, clicking occasionally when asked. He was finished with the manual by the time it was fully loaded and double-clicked on the sun-and-moon icon on his desktop.

When he started it up he realized that it was 11:00 PM, but kept on playing, even though he was very groggy. He fell asleep just as his cursor landed on new game. He had the strangest dream that night. He heard a kind, motherly voice saying:

"Ryan, the outlander from above, they have taken you from the Imperial City's Prison, first by carriage and now by boat, to the east, to Morrowind. You have been chosen, you are the first, and others will follow. Fear not, I will guide you...."

He was roughly shaken awake and tried to stay asleep but was force to open his eyes when the shaking continued. When he looked up he was startled to full wakefulness. Standing above him was a man who was so dark he could be called black except for the tint of blue in his skin.

"Hey wake up laddie. What happened? Were you having a bad dream?" said the man as
he stuck out his hand

Ryan took his hand and stood up.

"What? What is this place? Who are you? What are you? Why is the ground moving?"

The man gave him a wooden cup of a dark red liquid, which he drank. It had a sweet taste to it. After he drank it the man said,

"I am Jiub the Dunmer, or Dark Elf as you Imperials call us, and we are on a ship from Cyrodiil that has docked at Morrowind..."

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Comment Please.

This post has been edited by Neck' Thall: Aug 10 2005, 05:47 AM

[Neck' Thall]

Thx for the compliments please tell me if there are any gramatical errors or anything else.

Update is here.
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As he was thinking this he realized that a guard with a kind face, who, if he remembered correctly was a Redguard, was saying some thing to him, but he hadn’t been paying attention to the man.

“…dock and he’ll show you to the Census Office.”

Muttering his thanks, Ryan walked down the ramp to meet the guard that was progressing towards him.

“Where are you from?” the guard asked him as he stepped off the ramp.

“Not from here,” Ryan said sarcastically.

“Great, well I’m sure you’ll fit right in.” He said emotionlessly.

It was rather obvious that he was supposed to say this to all newcomers, so Ryan just followed him to the door of the large building and entered it. In side was a old Imperial in a brown robe and another guard dressed the same as the other ones outside.

“Hello, I’m, Socucius Ergalla and we’ve been expecting you. Now there are several ways we can do this and the choice is yours.” Said the ancient clerk.

“How about you just ask me some questions or something,” asked Ryan

“Ok, what style do you favor, what weapons and armor can you use, what magic school have you studied, and is there anything else that you know?” queried Ergalla

Some how the answers just popped in to his head as if left there by a sudden gust of wind.

“I favor stealth, I use an axe and light armor, and I know spells from the school of Alteration and Restoration.” Ryan blurted out though he not know how he knew these things. “I know how to mix potions and how to enchant an item. I also know the Arts of sneaking, lock picking, marksmanship, and armor repair.”

“Excellent! Now here are your papers, take them to the captain to get your release fee.” Ergalla said as Ryan wondered how he knew the answer the those questions. “Go through the door and take the first door on your right. Then go to the office of Sellus Gravius”

Ryan walked up to the door and the guard unlocked it and motioned for him to walk through. As he went through the guard closed the door behind him.

Ryan walked down the hallway until he cam to a room with a table that had an iron dagger stuck in it and some food on top. There was a bench against the wall with about 3 loves of bread inside it and a cabinet against the left wall with a large number of bottles and plates. It also had a small chest on the bottom shelf.

He went up to the table and grasped the dagger and held it in his hands as he read the note that was pinned underneath it. It was something about a bet. Well he figured that he would need it more that this other fellow. He also nabbed the silverware and the expensive booze on the table as well, eating the crabmeat that was on the table even though he somehow realized that it only restored his fatigue. He then noticed the lock pick on the table as well and decided to try his newfound skills out on the chest on the shelf. Surprisingly, it was relatively easy, he got it on the first try, but it was rather obvious that this was a very low quality lock. Inside he found 31 gold coins that had the picture of an ancient man with a crown and the word septim on it.

Ryan then took the bread and all of the bottles, plates, and liquor on the shelves and continued through the hallway and down the stairs. Through the door at the bottom of the stairs was about five sack and 2 baskets against the east wall (again how he knew this he didn’t have a clue) and two large kegs that used to hold some type of beer.

He searched the sacks and took the ingredients in side them as well as a sack to hold everything. He then went back upstairs to check the two baskets he missed. Ryan took the ingredients inside them and walked out of the door.
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This post has been edited by Neck' Thall: Aug 11 2005, 07:32 PM

[Dantrag]

Thx for the compliments please tell me if there are any gramatical errors or anything else.

You misspelled "grammatical"

Sorry, I just thought that was strangely funny. Good update, though I have to agree with Mergirl on the dull beginning - been there done that.

Please continue

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Aug 10 2005, 10:05 PM