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Zelda_Zealot |
Jun 22 2005, 07:49 PM
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Knower

Joined: 9-June 05
From: Summerville SC

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[quote=Dantrag][quote=treydog] we have all dealt with that chatty co-worker, salesperson, religious nut, etc. who just...won't....leave.[/quote]
Like those Jehovah's Witness that always come to your house when you're eating lunch...[/quote] Thats the idea. Anyway heres the next chapter.
The Journey of Clangor
Chapter Two: Reflection
As I walked down the road following the signs, I began to wonder where to go. I could just wander; let the wind take me to where ever it blows. Or I could find a place and settle down. The second choice sounded the worst to me; I am not one to stay still for long. I pondered my choices all day, until I came across a small pond just off the road.
I had stopped there to have a drink before continuing on, but something caught my eye as I drank. As I dropped my hand into the water I saw my reflection in the corner of my eye. I looked over and saw what appeared to be a hideous face in place of mine. I shifted my head ever so slightly and the face turned into the most beautiful person I ever laid my eyes on. I stayed at that pond for the rest of the day thinking about what I saw. I knew it was a sign of sorts, though I never knew what it went for years.
The next day I continued down that road, coming across a town. The town was very small, twelve maybe fourteen houses. Of course it stank to high heaven; you could almost see the birds falling from the sky. I wandered around the town, with my nose pinched shut, looking for anything of interest, well it stank did I mention that? Other then that it did not seem to have anything useful to me; that was before I found the port. I approached the man who seemed to be in charge of the largest ship, though it was still rather small, and tried to get a ride somewhere.
“Can you take me anywhere?” I asked the man, staying in this dump did not appeal to my tastes.
“For the right price.” He said looking me over with a smile. Oh great, now I get to go on a boat with some freaky guy, my life just gets better and better.
“How much of a price?” Please be low, please be low.
“Well how much do you have?” Well let’s see, carry the one, fifty six. Yeah I will definitely need more.
“Thirty two gold, is that enough?” Hey it might work.
“Lucky you, that’s just how much it costs!” Yeah right.
“Alright, where can you take me?” Let me guess, nowhere?
“Well I am only going to Vvardenfell right now, so you will have to wait if you want to go somewhere else.” Yeah I bet.
“That will work. When are you leaving?” In a year if you don’t shut up.
“Sunrise tomorrow.” Great now I have to rent a room.
“Okay, I will be back then.” If I come back.
I walked away to find a place to rent. Not much in this port “town”. At least not enough to warrant a tavern or the like. So I started wandering again, thankfully I found a family had an extra bed to spare, for travelers with gold. I slept outside of a jail cell for the first time in a year, and it felt great. I had a dream that night, it was the same dream I had every night for years. But right now is not the time, maybe when I am dead I will tell you the dreams I have, yeah that works.
The next day at sunrise I met the ship captain twelve gold lighter, I would have just swam to Vvardenfell, but I might get eaten by something. I don’t know about you, but being eaten by a sea monster is not that high on my “Things to do” list, in fact it was close to the bottom, right above “Die a slow painful death by suffocation” and right below “Fall off a cliff”. Thus I went to see the second most annoying person I ever met.
“Ah good you’re here, take her away!” Oh just shut up already.
I spent the next two days on that ship. I won’t describe them here; I don’t think I could even if I wanted to. It was just that horrible; and annoying. We reached Vvardenfell in the dead of night, in a place called Hla Od. It was a small dirty stinking hole in the ground, far worse then that last town. Here you could see the birds fall from the sky, I need to remember to ask the full destination next time.
After disembarking I searched for another place to stay, this time unsuccessfully. I am used to sleeping on the ground now, but that first time in Vvardenfell was a nightmare. I wandered out of the town looking for a place both comfortable and out of site of the guards, if they caught me sleeping in town I would have to pay a fine, which I could not do so back to the mines with me. Needless to say I did not want to go back to mining.
I woke the next day and decided it would be best to follow the signs again, that always leads to fame and riches for me. By the way, I was being sarcastic. Following the signs almost worked that time, well, I came to a place slightly better then Hla Od. I had found a town called Seyda Neen, though it was not much of an improvement even in name.
Seyda Neen was the kind of town people only stayed in if they have no choice; thankfully I was able to move on soon after finding it.
I could do more but I think this is enough, and I am to lazy.
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The Sun and Moon transform day to night, but what transforms the mind? The best techniques are passed on by the survivors.
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Zelda_Zealot |
Jul 10 2005, 05:10 AM
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Knower

Joined: 9-June 05
From: Summerville SC

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After god knows how long I finally got the next chapter done!
The Journey of Clangor
Chapter Three: Lather, Rinse, Repeat
When I arrived in Seyda Neen I had hoped I could leave soon, I got my wish, if two weeks counts as soon. Walking into Seyda Neen, or as I now call it “Mucky Island with buildings on it”, I wondered if I could do any jobs to raise money. I was willing to do anything except cleaning.
Spotting an Altmer I walked up to her and asked if she had a job for me, did I ever mention how much I hate Altmer? They think they are better then all races just because they can cast magic at increased levels. There was very few Altmer I did not hate instantly, and this was most definitely not one of them.
“Excuse me; I was wondering if you had any work I could do to earn so cash?” So long as it is not cleaning.
“Well yes now that you mention it, I need someone to clean my fire place.” Of course it was cleaning. Why not some thing easy? It just had to be cleaning.
“How much does it pay?” Someday I need to find that politeness part of my brain and cut it out.
“I can give you thirteen septims.” Who saw that one coming?
“Good, I will do it.” Please gouge my tongue out.
“Great, my names Eldafire by the way, so don’t call me “Altmer”.” Onto the hit list with you then “Eldafire”.
It took most of the day to clean the fireplace, and most of my life to get the smell out of my nostrils. When I entered her house I was overcome with a mix of rotting food, burning food, and almost any other kind of non-normal food you can think of. If an Altmer named Eldafire ever asks you over for dinner, run in the other direction, change your name, die your hair, kill off any family member you may have, and move to the other side of Tamriel, after politely declining of course. Yes her cooking was just that bad; thankfully I never had to taste it my self.
After cleaning the fireplace I collapsed onto the floor, one of the main reasons I hate cleaning is because it is so tiring. Lying on that comfy rug on the floor I heard Eldafire open the door. “Great,” I thought, “Now I get to listen to her complain about how “dirty” her fireplace is.” Then I got a huge surprise.
“Wow, it’s almost spotless!” You have to be kidding me.
“Well that’s what you get for hiring Clangor!” That was so incredibly corny…
“Well I think you deserve more then just thirteen septims for that!” What!? Alright! Things are starting to look up!
“Really? How much then?” Twenty perhaps?
“How about twenty septims instead?” Score!
I took the gold from the Altmer and walked out the door, hopefully to never darken it again. I went to the trade house next; I heard there might be a chance for some gold to be made. Walking into the building I could instantly see just how much money there was to be made in Seyda Neen. Want to know how much? Maybe four hundred max. Yeah I know, I should have just left for a bigger town. But I was low on cash, and when you only have about seventy septims in your pocket you will do almost anything for money.
When I walked out that door I met the one person I would give anything to utterly destroy.
“I don’t know if I can help you, but I’ll try.” Oh no.
“Excuse me?” Yeah, excuse me for putting my foot in your mouth.
“I had heard that you were looking for work from Eldafire.” Oh? So she’s blabbing about having me as a slave?
“Then do you have some work for me?” If you don’t…
“Yes in fact, I do. I need you to find my ring.” YOUR WHAT!!
“Do you know where you lost it?” No what let me guess… you didn’t lose it.
“Actually, it was stolen from me.” I can read minds!!
“Do you know who took it?” I bet it was a guard.
“Well the guards to try to shake me down once a week…” I should become a fortune teller!
“Where might they have kept it?” If I find it, it’s mine.
“They live in the Censes and Excise office, so you should check there first. Please find it soon, it is a family heirloom.” Don’t even think of trying the puppy dog eyes…
“Alright, I will check over there soon.” Yeah right. With that I walked towards the trade house. I never even looked for the ring.
It is impossable for anyone to like Fargoth I guess. I am not that far in the next chapter, so it might be a while.
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The Sun and Moon transform day to night, but what transforms the mind? The best techniques are passed on by the survivors.
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MerGirl |
Jul 24 2005, 11:01 PM
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Mouth

Joined: 11-May 05

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Oh, my goodness!  How did I miss this wonderful update?! Anyway, I love this character so much, I want to kidnap him.  He's so funny and straightforward. Obviously, he understands what kind of things a person playing Morrowind had to go through. Could you please write more? Pweeeeeeese?  Pweety pwease? Here's a  for ya! And my own personal  to go along with it. 
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Zelda_Zealot |
Jul 25 2005, 07:05 AM
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Knower

Joined: 9-June 05
From: Summerville SC

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QUOTE(MerGirl @ Jul 24 2005, 06:01 PM) Oh, my goodness!  How did I miss this wonderful update?! Anyway, I love this character so much, I want to kidnap him.  He's so funny and straightforward. Obviously, he understands what kind of things a person playing Morrowind had to go through. Could you please write more? Pweeeeeeese?  Pweety pwease? Here's a  for ya! And my own personal  to go along with it.  Wow... erm... like my character a little? Or are you joking?  I promise to update this soon, I just want to finish my first (Really need to start working on that again  ) then I will do some of this, then start a new one. Happy?
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