Chapter 1: The Dinner Party

It was a loud and stormy night as a dreadful storm cloud poured upon Castle Anvil. Tonight was a night where the dining hall was filled with rich lords and ladies, and powerful counts and countesses

"Alright, so then the pastor tells the black sheep, I don't tell on you if you don't tell on me!" spat the disgusting pig of a count, Terentius. All the guests laughed in unison.
"Okay, so there's an village in Elswyer..."

"Where is Terentius' Tamika, Kat?" Dairihill shouted a bit too loud across the kitchen to me.
"It'll be there in just a second" I said tossing the bottle to her "I'm going to get Andel his salad"

I cut up some lettuce on a silver plate and empty the plate into the silver bowl. Dairihill puts the sliced carrot in there and I bring it out. I put the salad in front of Andel Indarys, and puts a tip in my pocket while I back away, nodding my head to say 'Thanks'. I try head back into the kitchen before I hear Terentius shout 'Waitress!' I walk over to see what he wants now

"Lady Umbranox was just telling me about how well you could dance" He began. I could tell I was about to slug him, and so could Lady Umbranox.
"So why don't you show all of us to get the real party started!" He spat his venison on my skirt.
"I'm going to need a part-" I said "I could be your partner" he shouted, failing at being seductive.
"I was hoping for someone a little more gentle... Like Count Indarys" I avoided that situation
"Why not?" said Indarys, putting down his fork, "Alright, what should I do?"
"Okay, it's just a simple ballroom dance" "I'm sure that Morrowind, from what I've been told, has some of the best dancers"

I grabbed his hand, and he began to lead. If it wasn't so awkward, it would have been quite romantic. Of course Terentius ruins this by smacking my... rear if thats how I want to put it, and yelling a high pitched yelp.

Dinner ended a short while after. Dairihill told me he requested room service and since she was busy with cleaning up. I headed up to where he was staying, and automatically, I saw his plan. He was barely dressed besides blacksmith pants, and a hunter's vest. Stunned by what I thought he was going to do, he grabbed me before I could snap out of it. Forcing me on to the bed, he began kissing my neck. I quickly kicked him in the groin, and shocked him with a shock spell. He screamed, and I kicked him again in the face, knocking him off the bed. I began to run from the room, and ran to Dairihill. Before I could get to her, I was grabbed by a guard. Still shocked by what was happening, I was speaking pure gibberish, and was arrested until my good name could be cleared.

I spent the night sleeping in a cell dressed in my black and burgundy outfit that I was given to wear at the dinner. When I woke up, I was told to put on a disgustingly small sack cloth set of clothing, and was taken to the Imperial Prison.