Whew! Running low on arrows is scary! I'm glad she got them back. Oh what a horrid curse for Arianya about her map! If Buffy spins around three times in her own home she can get lost. :ahhh: She neeeeeeeeeeeeds her map! Buffy and her mare are slogging through the snow trying to find Bruma now. She's wearing a ring enchanted with resist frost and Superian has a saddle pad similarly enchanted, but still . . . :cold: Why doesn't the cold seem to affect those darn loincloth-wearing ogres along the way? She remembers now why she hasn't been back to Bruma since her Univeristy recomendation days, and hopes they have fireplaces there!

Doesn't it? They look to me like they've all turned blue from it.

Oh, that would be so cool! Blue is pretty. Um, it didn't seem to slow this fellow down though. . . http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv43/Acadian6/ScreenShot4412.jpg

Oh well, sometimes I guess this is all you can do: http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv43/Acadian6/ScreenShot515.jpg (The horse is my friend's, not mine).
:dance:

Wow, I love this thread! I'm just getting ready to start Oblivion over with my dunmer mage in anticipation of Skryim... lots of inspiration here! Keep it up! :thumbsup:

My character is going around performing random deeds for citizens of the Shivering Isles, to various degrees of enjoyment. his primary focus in life has shifted from good deeds to personal amusemant. He's still mostly doing good deeds, but it's incidental and only superficially identical to his previous behavior. He feels a strange change coming over his personality. His voice patterns are beginning to change. He visits Cyrodill less frequently, and often dresses lavishly and carries his cane rather than his old sword.

I've got a new character who i can actually write about. An Altmer who became a Lich, and took over Castle Skingrad. And that was just the first 10 days.

The cabin boy of the ship awoke me. "Captain wanted me to ask you to make sure your papers are ready, sir." I nod and hand him 3 shining Septims as a tip. He smiled as he ran off to tell the other passengers the same thing. I began filling out my papers. The ship began to dock in the Imperial City, capital of the Empire. I hand the captain the papers, and he points to my belongings on the dock. As I grab what is mine, I see a panicking man in a strange suit of armor, telling everyone that the emperor has been murdered. Everyone panicked, the Emperor is dead, what will become of the empire now? I would of joined in on the panicking, if I had not come to Cyrodiil for a reason. I had to get to Cheydinhal, my brother had found a tome, that would require a proficient mind to decipher, so he asked the Shopkeeper whom possessed the tome to hold it for me. I took a carriage to Cheydinhal, the scenery was great. I departed the carriage, and gave the driver 45 Septims. I open the gates to Cheydinhal, the amount of Dunmer influence was very prominent. It was as if I were in the Mainland of Morrowind. I walked into the bookstore. The Shopkeeper asked me, "Are you the Altmer they call Kojiro?" I nodded, and showed her the letter my brother had sent to me, with her signature, so she could know it was I, and not an Impostor. I payed the Argonian bookkeeper 900 Septims. No cost is too great when Knowledge of this extent is on the line.

I felt a surge of power as I touched the Tome. Opening the book, The diagrams were grotesque. Daedric runes scattered the page. But I saw the true message, magically it would seem. It told me, Assemble these items. A sample of Bonemeal, Mort Flesh, A human skull, and the flower of a Nightshade plant. You must also assemble a blank piece of slightly magic infused Parchment, an Hourglass, a flawless Emerald, and a Black Soul Gem. What this recipe would bring, I was not certain. I asked the Argonian if she had any of the items. She nodded,"I have an Hourglass, a Flawless Emerald. and a Human Skull, for decoration." This saved time. I left the store, with my coinpurse significantly lighter. a trip to the general store lead me to the parchment that scrolls are written upon. And the knowledge of where the Undead lie. As I prepared to leave, An Altmer traveler showed me her wares, Mort Flesh and Bonemeal. I asked her where I could come across Nightshade. She told me, "Sinderon of Skingrad. He has many things you wouldn't expect. He has this bizarre gem as well, black as night." I thanked this younger Altmer, and paid her for the Bonemeal and flesh. I made it to the carriage, before it's trip to Skingrad. Many hours passed on this long trip. The scenery gets more beautiful the more you stare at it, it seems.

I arrive in the most beautiful town I have yet seen. I asked around, Sinderon was to be found in the basemant of the Inn. I proceed to his dwelling, with no time to lose, who knows what my reward will be once I get the regents the Tome listed. The name of the spell has sadly been damaged from age. All I could make out was "Neth", what this means is beyond me. As I descend to Sinderon's home, I was greeted by a foul scent of potion mixtures gone awry. An Altmer was mixing two ingredients. "Oh where are my manners, fellow Altmer.. You are here, for something you can't seem to find elsewhere, perhaps this black soul gem?" It was what I needed, "How much for it, Sinderon?" HE chuckled, and told me 1500 spetims. It was steep, but I had enough barely. The end result must be more than worth it. As I prepar eto leave, I remember to ask Sinderon about Nightsahde, but he is fresh out, some man in a black cloak had just bought his last 4 samples. But all was not lost. South of town, near an Imperial fort, lies wild Nightsahde. Harvesting them is quite easy. He handed me a dagger he used to harvest the plants. I left at once. Following my map, I find the fort, and a Sample of the Nightshade. I silently approach the fort, not wanting to upset nature. I harvest the plant, and a voice speaks to me, in a harsh voice. "Kojiro, you have assembled the regents neccisary to ascend into a Lich, As you will notice, the forming of the Scroll has completed it's self. All you need to do now is read the incantation. But be warned. Should the Hourglass you hold part ways with you until after the Nine days, you will die." Nervously, I ask the voice,"What is my reward for doing any of this?" The voice laughed, "Power, beyond your imagination, little Altmer. But I suggest you clear that fort of the Daedric presence. It will suffice as a shelter for your transformation." And with that, I felt time flow normally, and a Clannfear run towards me, A side step the initial charge, and plunge the rusting dagger into its back, taking it down. Preparing my magical abilities for what lies next I enter the fort. Many Conjurers and Daedra lie within. I systematically eliminated the threat within. With the Daedra gone, I claimed the fort as mine. Then I found a coffin, and alchemical gear. My studies have told me how to create a sleeping potion. I multiplied the magnitude so it would last me 9 days. I hoped that I haven't just poisoned myself, as I drank the potion within the coffin.

I awoke as if only seconds passed. Then the most powerful surge had overcome me, my last thought before my transformation was how my potion worked. I awoke moments later, as a skeletal being, but with amazing power. My ascension must of completed. I am a Nether Lich now. In front of me, I see a note, and a sinister looking Scythe. The note told me of my new found power, and how I could use it to overthrow the Skingrad count, and rise to ultimate power. Any sense of Justice and Righteousness left my being as I became a Lich. I took the challenge, and practiced my new found skill on an unfortunate adventurer. As I killed him, I read the note again,on the back I was told, how if I hold a Grand Soul Gem in my hand, I could convert it to a Black Soul gem, but only once per 24 hours. Luckily I had brought my Lucky soul gem I had since I was 50. With no hesitation I converted it into a blackened gem capable of containing a soul of a humanoid being. Using my ability to conceal my villainous form, I ascend to the bridge connecting Skingrad castle to the rest of Skingrad. My ability to conceal my form failed, And the Guards wasted no time to attack. My new scythe made short work out of these Imperials. I storm the castle, no mere guard could stop me. The captain of the guard managed to get a strike on me, the silver of his claymore hurt quite a bit. I laugh as I cast a spell to trap his sould into the Blck soul gem. He begged for mercy, but ym scythe beheaded him right there in the courtyard, and his soul drained into the gem, that now shined. The sun began to rise, bringing a burning sensation about me. I take a key I found on the headless fool, and unlock the main door. Expecting the count and many guards, I was slightly disappointed when only a few guards and an Orc were waiting. Killing these people was not any more fun than the others. As I drive the life out of the Orc, a key slides out of his pocket. The key to the count's keep.

After reaching the Count's Throne, I hear laughter. "Haha Lich, you might of made short work of the Guards, but you have yet to fight a Vampire of my strength." I see a man in Heavy armor charge me out of the corner of my eye. HE strikes me with his enchanted sword. I felt my Magical essence fade. I swing my scythe, bringing him down. He was not dead, just very weakened. Taking the dagger I received from Sinderon, i drive it into the Vampire's heart. He flails before the life leaves his body. I have done it. The castle is now under my control. And I can't help but laugh. The city below has no Idea what had happened. They still think the Count lives. Soon I will try to eliminate the town, but for now I will be taking it easy,as my undead minions guard the perimeter of my new castle.


Wow, that was REALLY long. so a TL;DR version: Altmer arrived in Cyrodiil by boat,read the Tome of Unlife, went on a quest to assemble regents to become a lich, then uses his new powers to claim the castle of Skingrad.
EDIT: And wouldn't you know it.. I write this story, and his save file stops working. This has happened to every character I have written about, either the save stops working, or the game needs a reinstall.

RoflLizard, I really wanted to read your post, but every time I look at your avatar I can't help but play the Carlton Banks dance in my head! Please change your avatar!! =)

Ehh I just removed my avatar, too lazy to find a new one

Lol, I was just kidding, Carlton rocks!! =)

It's all good, I got an avatar I like better anyway now

Double post because the thread is almost on the 3rd page.
And a new story, yay!

Hiro walked up the stairs to accsess the Arcane University. Many mages dream of this moment, Hiro was finally there. He wasted no time turning in all his recommendations.
"Ahh, So you are Hiro, Glad to meet you. Everything is in order, welcome, tot eh Arcane University. We do things differently here. First, I must ask you what Magic school you wish to study mainly. Then your secondary school, if applicable. "
"I am mostly interested in the art of Conjuration, sir. And Mysticism as my secondary school."
"Good, good. Now, how thigns work here is, You will train every day, except Sundas. Trainign starts at 8am, You will report to the Training room. Practice your Conjuration or Mysticism. Doesn't matter which. At 4pm, classes end, but the training facility will be open 24 hours. When you reach Expert level in your chosen skill, you will perform a demonstration of knowledge to me. This demonstration will be nothing hard, if you pay attention, that is. And since you also took up Mysticism, you will have to tie it into your presentation. But you only need a Journeyman level in Mysticism. Nothing you can't handle I am sure. When you reach Journeyman level in Conjuration, you can take a break. In this break time, it is suggested to learn some new spells from the Chorrol branch. You should be familiar with them. I will write a list of what you must know in the presentation, to graduate from here. When you gradute, we will forge your Mage's staff, and you will be welcome to any Guild politics, including helping the guild out up until the rank of Master Wizard. Now I must go speak to other prospective members of the Guild, excuse me."
Hiro nodded, and proceeded to the Training rooms, so he could meet his teacher. He walks in, and barely ducks under an electric bolt.
"Damn it, apprentice, you have to focus. Destruction Magic is some of the most dangerous magic! If you don't focus, the only thing destroyed will be you... Oh hello, you must be Hiro. Please tell me you aren't majoring in Destruction."
"No sir, I am majoring in Conjuration." Hiro responded.
"Well, that's good. Skeletons and scamps I can kill off if they go wild, but a Flare to the head when I'm not looking hurts like hell, anyway, you were given a list right? What does it say?"
"Ahh yes, let me see... To gradute a Conjurer of the Mage's guild, one must, Summon a Daedra, A zombie, and conjure himself a suit of armor. Since you also have interests in Mysticism, you will also need to soul trap the Daedra into a Soul Gem, and present it to the audience of your demonstration. Once these have been done, you will have completed your education here."
"Not too hard. Well, tomorrow we start training. Get some sleep apprentice."

The next morning, Hiro reported to the Practice rooms.
"Morning Hiro!" Shotued his instructor,"Now show me what you can conjure up."
So Hiro proceeded to spawn a Skeleton.
"Good, now keep summoning them, until your Magicka reserves empty themselves."
And so Hiro did. Skeleton after skeleton, he reached the bottom of his Magicka. The last Skeleton he summoned fell apart back into the realm in which it came from.
"Wait, what happened? My skeleton killed it's self." Hiro exclaimed.
"Right. The one thing to remember as a Conjurer is, Keep your Magicka up, if it gets too low, the link between your creatures and what keeps them on Nirn breaks, sending them back."
Hiro nodded, and proceeded to conjuring a Dagger. The instructor was impressed by his skill.


A week has passed, and Hiro had done something which shocked his tutor. He has become a Journeyman in Mysticism and conjuration. His instructor was nearly speechless.
"Well, I must say, You are one of the best students to come through here since Traven himself. Now, you ar eon a two week break from teaching. After this break is up, you will report to the Chironasum, you will continue learning Conjuration there. Since they also handle Enchantment, you will learn about Trapping souls, so pick up a Soul trap spell on your journey."
"Wait, sir, Why do I have to pay the spell teachers so much Septims? I should get spells for much cheaper, if anything."
"Well apprentice, The cost spent on your spells and other supplies is what covers your tuition to this prestigious academy. Otherwise, you would have to pay 10,000 septims a course."
"Well, I suppose this si much better in the long run, Well, thank you for everything, I couldn't of done so well without your instruction." And with that Hiro departed the Arcane University, for two weeks.

Meh I wasn't going for quality, as much as previous stories. I might do a refined version later

Buffy had dinner with a friend. Here's a snip from Episode 66 of her Journal:

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I quickly learned that when one's dining companion was equipped with tusks, sharing a meal was not a dainty affair. "What's our next quest, Buffy?" Mazoga asked between noisy mouthfuls.

"I'm afraid we must soon diverge paths," I said, refilling our cups with wine. "I have several tasks ahead, but they all lead me to Kvatch."

Mazoga stopped chewing, which quieted the room quite a bit. "Kvatch? The town cursed by an Oblvion Gate? The one they say is on fire and overrun by Daedra? That Kvatch?"

I nodded. "There's a small force of soldiers valiantly trying to defend against that Daedra portal." I pushed the fiery images from my mind and looked into the eyes of my fellow knight. "Oh Mazoga, if you could see the brave man in charge trying to hold it all together up there. I. . . I guess you could say I've taken an oath to help him; it seems no one else will."

"Buffy, we're pals. When you helped me avenge Ra'vindra, I told you I wouldn't forget. If your quest takes you to Kvatch, I'll come with you."

Based on her own words, Mazoga understood the dangers. I could only marvel at her willingness to accept those risks and literally follow me into the jaws of Oblivion. How did she do it and why was it so hard for me to overcome my fear of returning to Kvatch? I knew that my combat skills had improved. With more experience, I might be able to fight Daedra in their own terrifying environment and survive. I was beginning to realize it was not just having my body broken that I feared - it was also my heart. And I knew of no way to train for that. "Thank you, my friend. We'll see. I may ask the Count about it."

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Shadow-In-The-Sea hunted deer along the way to the Imperial city. He then swam across the lake and entered the Waterfront District. He was low on gold and venison isn't worth much so he broke into Jearl's Shack and stole his food. Another Red Guard saw him so Shadow had no choice but to kill him, this awakened Jearl so he had to kill him aswell. Shadow then went outside and slept on one of the beggars bedrolls, He was then greeted by Lucien LaChance...

Well, Hiro met his fate in a Vampire fort. At firs,t he thought it would be a good place to try out his new conjuration spells. He barely kills the first vampire, summons his Flame atronach, and bounds a fire enchanted dagger. He kills another, before a Vamprie Conjurer decimated my summons with a mud golem, and then eventually Hiro. Rest in peace, and now for something different, a Bosmer Paladin.

A small snip from Episode 67 of Buffy's Journal:

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It had been less than a tenday since the twin bloodbaths of Fisherman's Rock and Telepe. Yet here I was, with Slayer in hand and dressed in the garb of a huntress. Having carefully noted where my target had fallen, I moved toward it through the trees with the ease of a forest predator.

Soon enough, I found the small puddle that had begun its day as a sparkling ball of magical deadliness. Dropping to one knee, I carefully gathered the glow dust. When combined with rosemary oil, aloe vera and finely ground bergamot, it was a key ingredient for the recipe Ardaline and I used for our hair conditioner.

Scanning for life signs beyond the lush greenery and trees that embraced me, I saw only the distinctive pink glows of several horses. Shouldering Slayer, I made my way through the forest and down the steep hill toward Five Riders Stables.

Since being knighted, I had been playing court at Castle Leyawiin without so much as nocking a single arrow - until this morning. Between taking some of my meals at the castle, and the mudcrabs that followed Mazoga home to the lodge, I had not needed my bow to fill my belly. Admittedly, I could do without the carnage of fighting alongside the mighty orc, but I needed to hunt. My own way - a solitary archer releasing feathered death from the shadows.

Superian blew softly and swung her head toward me as I joined her in the barn. She was relaxed, as I had already ridden and groomed her this morning before my hunt. I dug into my pack, assisted by the mare's long nose. "Are you hungry?" As she crunched a carrot, I wolfed down a sweet roll then cut up a pair of apples for us. I savored the comforting smells of horse, hay and leather, but mostly I just wanted to be near her.

Sated in several ways for now, I gave Superian a hug and headed for the castle.

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Alisha Hawk, daughter of Kitty Hawk (my Morrowind character), is a Khajiit living in Bruma.

So far, all she did was attend the chapel and prayed with the others for the soul of Gregreo Oscarus, who perished in Fort Sutch along with his companions (and their bodies have yet to be reclaimed). Afterward, she went home, took her bow and arrow and left to go hunting deer.

A snip from Episode 68 of Buffy's Journal:

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My doubts dissipated.

I lifted my hand. Illusion magic traveled up my arm and escaped into a small emerald burst over my head as I opened my fist. A brief but total chameleon effect engulfed me and would preserve my secrecy, even while spellcasting. Stepping back into the open doorway, I pointed my unseen hand at Alessia Caro as I called forth and released Sanguine's Stark Reality.

The chameleon effect did indeed prevent my detection as the Countess and her guests were stripped of their clothes. Pandemonium broke out as they began to run around the room, confused. The door from the great hall flew open as several mail-clad guards poured into the dining room. I was thankful to see that Stark Reality's effect had not ranged beyond the dining and cooking areas. I quietly stepped away from the doorway and back into the kitchen.

Within a few moments, my hands reappeared, as did my arms, legs and everything else that had been previously covered by my gown.

As I went to rejoin the guests, one of the guards brushed past me, trying to avert his eyes from my nakedness and saying with a red face, "I'm so sorry, Dame Buffy. We have no idea how this happened. Don't worry though. We'll catch the perverted scoundrel!"

Returning to my place at the table, I sat down, smiled and took my first sip of wine for the evening. The seat of the chair was cold against my bare skin. Perhaps it was my Bosmeri nature, but I didn't mind the lack of clothing nearly as much as these nobles seemed to. I watched as the Countess made her way to leave the dining room. Too few hands seeking to hide too many parts.

I was pleased to see the Black Horse Courier reporter had slipped into the room behind the guards and had been feverishly taking notes. He now ran along after the Countess, asking her silly questions. Eventually, the other red-faced guests scurried off as well, leaving me alone in the dining room.

I savored another sip of wine. There were advantages that accrued from my habit of being courteous to soldiers, and I had gotten to know most of those assigned to the castle. Sure enough, one of them stopped as he passed through the dining room. While awkwardly trying not to stare, he removed and kindly donated his surcoat to what he no doubt perceived to be a damsel in need. I liked chivalry.

My bow, quiver and entire pack were safely waiting for me at the guild. After a quick stop there to don buckskins, I would gather Superian from the stables and we would return to the 'Black Mare' Lodge.

* From Buffy's scrapbook:
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And lastly, a wonderful piece of artwork created by one of Buffy's friends named AyumiFan: http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv43/Acadian6/Buffy%20I/excellentwine.png
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Today Demia has been indulging in books, he has done nothing but read (to the best of his ability anyway being a nord lol) trying to pinpoint locations of powerful relics.
He was lucky in one sense, he found reference to a blade called Light of Dawn. After preparing for the journey making sure he had plenty of potions and fire scrolls he set out in search of this fabled blade.

Along the way towards skingrad though, he started to feel.... strange. In his excitement he had completely forgotten the moons current cycle and Hircines influence started to buzz in his head. After this he has not much memory of what happened all he remembers is waking up half naked in a ditch just outside of Bravil covered in blood.

Still there have been worse days.

Playing with my most recent character, an Imperial named Raven who svcks at magic but that doesn't stop him from using it constantly.

Raven was traveling along the Gold Road, accompanied by a couple Battlemages. They had set out to defeat a rogue mage, but before they even reached their target, some Imperial guards who had been fighting Daedroth(s?) got to her first. The Battlemages joined the fray, and Raven chose to stay back. Memories shot through his mind of an incident involving himself, a troll, and an Imperial Legion Forester, and, well, he'd had the misfortune of accidentally striking an ally once before, and had no intention of repeating it.

At last, the rogue mage fell, but the battle wasn't over. There had obviously been some sort of misunderstanding between the guards and the Battlemages, and they were at each other's throats. Raven desperately, repeatedly cast protection spells on his fellow mages, but his efforts were fruitless. They were defeated, and the guards left. Dejectedly, he knelt down next to the corpses of Arielle and Roliand, swearing to seek justice for their senseless deaths. It took all my his willpower not to take out the offending guards then and there.

Later, Raven journeyed to the Imperial City, for all that was between him and the Arcane University was a conversation with a man named Raminus Polus. Raven arrived early in the day though, and Raminus was not yet up. Instead, he gossiped with Tar-Meena, practiced some Night-Eye spells, and tried to peer through the bars of the gate protecting the University.

(It would seem they don't like it when you touch all over the gates.)

At least, that's the official explanation.

Since his magical superior wasn't up and about yet, Raven decided to do something a bit more productive with his time. He approached the Battlemage standing outside and discreetly asked if he had heard about the tragedy on the Gold Road. He had, and was equally incensed about the whole subject, but was powerless to do anything because he couldn't leave his post unless he had a good reason.

So Raven "confessed" to trying to break into the University, thus giving the Battlemage the "authority" to escort him to the Imperial City prison. He also gave him a sizable amount of gold, and in exchange, the Battlemage sent for aid. A Redguard, an Orc, and an Altmer that Raven recognized from the Fighters Guild were there when they arrived at the prison, ready for an assault on the Imperial Guards.

(AKA my attempt to make sense of some crazy events. And for the record, we didn't actually fight the guards. I didn't want the FG people to die.)

Coldly stared at me as my desktop background with the question......"Are you gonna finish reinstalling?"

Today I got a Amulet Of Axes and I got 30,000 septims worth of items out of Rockmilk cave. Fortify Mercantile and Charm is a godsend.

Soren rode across the Abecean Sea. It was far from his nestled home in Skingrad and he watched from the Anvil harbor the easy waves and the sun setting. Of course the idiot pirates decided to attack him.

Two minutes later, their bodies, dumped in the ocean, all impaled by his sword.

Well I started my character yesterday just to get into TES a bit before Skyrim comes out.I am currently RPing a Nathan Drake like character.So today I have plundered a few caves and Aylied ruins in hopes of buying all the junk for his house in Bruma.

Journal Entry 1: I found a cave with some Argonian tribes. It was filled with water but I could navigate through it. I shut some Oblivion gates and found some new heavy armor. After that I went to a bar in the Elven gardens district to meet up with Baurus. He told me to sit down. So I did. He told me that he was going to get up and walk away. He also told me to watch the guy if he follows him. I did what he told me and guess what? The guy followed him. I followed him down wondering what will happen. Next thing I know the guy started to attack Baurus. I jumped in just in the nick of time to help Baurus out. After when we killed him. Baurus told me to search his body. So I followed his instructions and proceeded. He had two books called "Mysterium Xerses volume:I and volume:II". Turns out he was with the Mythic Dawn cult. This cult was the same that killed the emporer in the prison dungeon. I wanted to find out more of these remaining books. After taking the books I told Baurus and he was happy at what I found! He told me to give them to a Argonian mage so she can study them.

Later, I found out that there was another volume of the books at the "First Edition" in the Imperial City. I proceeded there and talked to this Redguard. He was a nice looking fellow. I asked him about the third volume of "Mysterium Xerses" he said that he was saving it for a Wood Elf. He also said that the Wood Elf traveled all the way from Valenwood to get this book. That is insane. He told me I could wait to talk to him when he gets here. I took his advice and waited sitting by this table in the corner. He came through the door and as soon as he was done talking to the Redguard I dashed over and stopped him before he could leave. I asked him him what he knew about the Mythic Dawn Cult. Of course he started acting like he didn't know what I was talking about. I told him that he was way over his head. He started telling me that I didn't know anything about daedric cults. I told him that they killed the Emperor. He was confused at first but then I saw the unsatisfaction in his face. After when he was done talking to me I asked him about the fourth volume. He told me that he was going to meet someone in the Sewers so I insisted on going there. I told Baurus about it and he knew exactly where to go. We went into the sewers fought some mudcrabs, rats, and goblins. When we got to the place to meet the sponsor he said that he wanted to meet him. I said okay and I went up the stairs to watch his back. As I was hiding in the shadows when Baurus was talking to the sponsor, some guys came from the right of me and spotted me. The sponser shouted with anger "I told you to come alone!" I grabbed my shield and sword and proceeded to fight them. Baurus and I won they had no chance of surviving. I took the last Volume and Baurus told me that he was going to cloud ruler temple. I wanted to fin out more about the Mythic dawn cult. So I started to read the volumes myself.

The notes of Rosalind the Minstrel, a Bosmer born under the sign of the Tower. This is her first day since waking up in the Imperial Prison.

-Woke up in prison. This is not my day.
-Got freaked out by some dunmer's words of doom. Attempted to jump out through the window.
-Was scared stiff by the guards, but followed them out anyway. Stayed clear of battle between guards and assassins.
-Refused to touch corpses.
-Tried to run from rats (didn't want a disease) but eventually killed them.
-Wished I had a dagger, anything bigger is too heavy and unwieldy.
-Found some lockpicks, torches, gold, gemstones, potions, etc.
-Found a goblin corpse. Didn't touch that one, either.
-Encountered a headless zombie, tried running away. Zombie caught up. Killed it, nearly had heart attack.
-Saw some skeletons laying on the ground. Was less disturbed by them, for some reason.
-Found a dagger and harvested some mushrooms.
-Tried to sneak up on live goblin. Failed, but was victorious in the end.
-Wondered what goblins might carry on their person.
-Decided to let it remain a mystery, as this goblin was wearing only a loincloth.
-Found a mortar and pestle! But no time for that.
-Rested on stack of logs. Accidentally killed two more goblins.
-Entered a large room with many goblins. Killed a shaman and stole her staff, which hurt a lot when fired, I might add.
-Met up with the guards again. The emperor seemed intent to meet me.
-Told him I was born under the sign of The Tower. Wasn't aware that mattered.
-Baurus told me I could tag along, but I continued to stay clear of battle.
-Somehow got stuck protecting the emperor. Me? Why me?
-Failed miserably.
-Baurus asked me about myself. Helped me determine that I was a Minstrel.
-Recalled how to cast some Alteration, Conjuration, and Restoration spells.
-Wished I had some flowers to give to the emperor posthumously.
-Exited through the sewers.
-Did a little dance in celebration of my freedom, then took a bath in the lake.
-Started heading towards Leyawiin in hopes of finding information on Sheogorath's shrine.
-Saw a wolf, didn't feel up to fighting it. Ran away. Saw another wolf. Conjured a skeleton. That took care of that.
-Decided to stay on the main road.
-Found some beautiful purple flowers.
-Decided to stay mostly on the main road.
-Went to sleep underneath a shrine. Woke up alive, considered it a good sign. Continued on my way.