Hello, another on is coming up. I have now completed the first chapter and have started to write on the second one, but dont worry. I havn't posted more than about one half to three quarters of the firs one, and I shall try to make weekly updates. Yesterday, I was at the hospital for a check again, and walked out with the happy reults, of my cancer being completly gone, and I now only have to come in for a check each half year, the next four years. So since it Is closing to christmas, I decided to give you a long one. Enjoy, and have a merry
I heard a voice talking to me again. "wake up, we have arrived at Balmora, now I wust get back to Seyda-Neen".
I walked out of the stinking creature and was met by an awesome sight. The town was filled with large and small buildings, which were made of a strange mix of rock and sand.
As I was walking down the magnificent street, I saw signs over the buildings, and went towards the sign that had just caught my atension. On a sign, I saw two wands crossed over each other, with the name Mages Guild over it.
I quickly walked into the building, and was met by a female dark elf.
"Hello, what may I do for you outlander"? She asked quickly.
"Err, is it possible to join the Mages Guild, please". "Oh and bu the way, why do you call me outlander"? I asked with a strict tone.
"Ah well first, yes, I shall make you a member of the Mages Guild"." Second, I Call thee outlander, beacuse, you are not a native Dunmer as we Dark Elves call ourselves, now do you whish to hear the mages oath"?.
"No, I do not wish to hear the mages oath".
"Well, in that case, I name you associate, of the Mages Guild, now we give you cheaper travel and you are allowed to use any item in the equipment chests in all of the guild hall's, in Vvardenfell".
With that, I took my leave, contempted to find this Caius Cosades.
I walked out of the Guild hall, and started to walk down to the other side of the river, as the South Wall Cornerclub, would obviously be at the south side of the town.
I was disgusted by the look of this part of town, the garbage was just thrown outside of the door, and homeless people, suffering from some kind of addiction, were in all of the small backstreet's.
Finally I reached the club, and went inside. Inside it was a tence expectation in the air, as everybody were ready to kill anyone who tryed on something. In my way down the stairs, the Kahjiiti woman I had just passed actually talked to me.
"Hello, strange, can kahjiiti come with a suggestion", and without waiting for an answer, she continued. "Will stranger join the Thieves Guild"?" Kahjiitis name is Habashi Sugar Lip's by the way".
"NO I WILL NOT JOIN YOUR BLOODY GUILD, YOU WRETCHED BEING" I yelled at her, the thought of a stupid Kahjiit calling me stranger, asking me a question, without even waiting for an answer, and then come with the actual question, mede me wery angry.
When I came down I asked the man behind the counter. "Sorry, for my earlier yelling, but do you know where I can find Caius Cosades"?
"Well, no I dont, but Bacola upstairs will propably know".
I left the man, and walked back up th stairs, and when I was at the top of the stairs, Sugar Lips Habashi, came running towards me, yelling.
"Yes, yes, yes, I found it, I got a diamon". Just when she was about to pass me, I stepped my leg in front of her, and she ran straight into it and fell.
She flew to the bottom of the stairs, and hit the counter with the sound of both wood and bone splintering. Satisfied with my actions ( I hated all other races, sake for the Altmers, and maby a few Bosmers ) I walked up the stairs, and met up with Bacola.
"Hello, I trust you are Bacola"." You see, I must find the man named Caius Cosades, and I was told you know where to find him".
"Yes, firs you must go up to the last street, on this side of the river Odai, and walk to the other end, there in a small house is Caius, oh by the way you are never welcome in my club again, so get out of here quickly".
I walked yout of the club, and finally found the house. I knocked hard three times and went in.
Merry Chrismas folk's.
