Okay so I'm going to start writing a small part of this story, you all respond adding what you want and keep it appropriate please. Let it begin. Takes place in the time of TES V: Oblivion.


As I sat in the inn in the city of Leyawiin, I began to feel tipsy, I asked for the innkeeper to fetch me another ale, but she said I had enough. I really didn't think I was that drunk and she was just being prissy and afraid I'd wreck her inn. So I left and headed for the Leyawiin stables to head to Bravil to get some Skooma. I was good friends with the people controlling the Skooma trade, so I got my drugs cheap, sometimes free if it's a special occasion like my birthday, or some other guy's birthday. Anyway so I mount my horse and begin the few day journey to Bravil. One of the guards outside gave me a look of disgust and I just glare at him and he looked away with contempt. He think he knew what kind of man I am. I don't think so bub, I kept walking and as I made my way past the White Stallion lodge, I saw Mazoga the Orc and she was sitting outside, sipping some mead and eating a sweetroll. If you're anything like me, then you would do anything for a sweetroll. Yeah the mead is nice too, but a sweetroll is GOOOD.
So I ask her if I can have one and she is like "I'm a knight, I need my food to keep me strong, go get your own!" I called her fat and she ran at me, luckily I was on a horse and she wasn't. I heard some of the other Knights-Errants that stayed in the lodge with her talking one day. And they said that when they sleep they always wake up to Mazoga standing by the bed and saying "I'm going to get me some black bows, tag along if you like." But then when they get out of bed she takes the bed and sleeps.
Farther on my journey the weirdest things happened......

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