Loredas, 27th of Heartfire 4E201
Hospitality of the Greybeards has a limit. I had to overnight on the front porch outside. The descent next morning went swift, besides a frost troll, who will not bother pilgrimers anymore. At Ivarstead, when preparing a hot soup, locals talked about an underground passage to Whiterun. They called it the
Underthroat Passway; once used by smugglers and thieves from Riften. I decided to have a look.
It took me a day and an entire night to get to the other end. The caves, tunnels and corridors were infested by cave dwelling creatures. At the deep centre I found a temple some sort, but I could not unlock the stone door. Near lived a monstrous big troll, named Hurraka. We had to slay it... with difficulty.
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| The huge troll named Hurraka slayed. |
At Whiterun a comfortable home awaited me. It was already dawn. I slept a little, and started to arrange all junk I collected from last trip. Selling, crafting, selling again, ordering thing into chests and cupboards... Sofia got really bored watching me. She was eager to leave for Morthal
(and can't stand Lydia somehow)
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| Sofia is getting bored watching me arranging stuff. |
Next early morning we finally left. I decided to take the central route, most direct. The road went, as the map indicated, to a burial place: Hamvir's Rest. There the road ended. I adventured into the landscape to find for a passage over the mountain ridge. That brought me to a place called Labyrinthian, infested with frost trolls.
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| The road ends at Hamvir's Rest, welcomed by skeletons and a draugr |
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| Labyrinthian, infested with frost trolls |
At the evening I arrived at Morthal, cold and tired. I looked for the Inn, and went to bed. Tomorrow we'll look for that Windthingy Horn or whatever... I'm to tired to think now...
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| Arriving at Morthal, cold and tired. |
Yeol the Clumsy @ day 41, level 20
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