DAGGERFALL DIARY
part one
I am one of the Emperor’s most elite guards, and I have been sent to Daggerfall on a private mission for him. Many back home consider this to be the highest honour, which of course it is, but I am more excited by the opportunity to travel and explore.
I was excited, at least, until we hit the storm coming up
the Iliac Bay. The boat was capsized under violent waves, and I barely
made it out alive. I found myself washed up in some cave. What has
happened to the rest of the crew, I could not say. It is likely that
most of them have perished out at sea.
The cave was damp so I lit a fire, but I had not rested long before I
discovered a tunnel that lead through the rock and down into a corridor
- something much more man made. Checking my maps, it seemed that I may
have been washed up into one of the secret entrances to Privateers Hold.
The deep into the maze of corridors I went, the greater the horrors I
encountered. I came across thieves and archers, bats and rats. But then,
further in, I saw for the first time with my own eyes, the walking dead.
Shrieking, howling, reanimated skeletons, armed with swords and axes.
They are powerful foes, but a few cracks to the head with a long sword,
and they fell dead forever this time.
I escaped Privateer’s Hold into the sunshine. Daggerfall is gloriously
beautiful. The snow has recently fallen. I suppose it is that time of
year. I climbed up over a large mountain, heading south away from the
bay. It took me about an hour to reach the nearest settlement, a large
town called Gothway Gardens. The place is pretty; high thatched roofs
and gorgeous canals. The people however, seem to despite high elves.
Everyone I’ve spoken to has been rude or short with me.
I have not been able to sell any of the armour that I pillaged from the
thieves of Privateer’s Hold. None of the shops in town will take it. I
was hoping to acquire enough gold to get a horse or cart to Daggerfall
City, and progress the Emperor’s mission from there. I suppose I must
look for work. A sword for sale is always hired, eventually.
I wonder if there is a Fighter’s Guild in town? There is a Guild for the
Mages, but that is of no use to me. I have already checked at a temple
and two inns but as I say, the people are far from hospitable.
As I write this, I am taking an hour beneath some trees around a ring of
canals. A very friendly dog has taken a shine to me, but I suspect he
just wants the core of my apple. I suppose I should brave a bed at the
nearest inn, and set off looking for work proper in the morning.
Until I next write...
