» Fri May 27, 2011 4:19 am
Journal of Torlin (con't):
The room yielded little of use. Aside from the fire and pot, which appeared to be a stew of some type with plants and what looked to be crab meat, there was only a bucket for water and two overturned rowboats. At the far end of the cave was a closed wooden slate door. I quickly looked it over for traps and pushed it slightly. It opened quietly on greased hinges, revealing a corridor with stairs to the north and south. I readied my blades and started up the northern stairs. As soon as my foot touched the bottom stair, I heard a gravely voice behind me chant. As I spun around, a flaming ball of magic struck me in the chest and knocked me against the stairs. I lay there stunned for a few moments before checking myself for damage. As I started to rise, another ball streaked towards me. Not wanting to be struck twice, I rolled off of the stairs and hit the stone ground hard. I quickly rose and ran towards my attacker: a Dunmer male in a brown robe. He glared at me as his hands wove another spell. I struck at him, causing him to drop his spell. He cursed and pulled out a dagger. His casting proved to be better than his melee prowess as I easily knocked aside his blade and drove mine into his abdomen. He crumbled to the ground as I withdrew my sword. I bent down to clean the blade on his robe and to ensure that he was dead. As I bent over him, something wizzed by my ear and exploded against the wall, showering me in debri. I quickly turned around as I saw another Dunmer [censored] her arm back to throw what looked to be a chitin shrukien. I sprang to my feet and lunged at her, but not before she released her missle. The missle slammed into my shoulder, causing me to stagger slightly, but I pressed my attack and was soon close enough for her to abandon the shrukien and to draw her dagger. My left shoulder was near useless, so I dropped the katana and drew my wakizashi. We traded blows, most of hers slidding easily off of my armor, but one cut deep enough to draw blood. I slashed her across an eye before reversing my blow and finding her neck. I backed away as she fell to prevent her from landing a final blow with her dagger. As she lay dead at my feet, I drank a healing potion and sighed as I felt its magic flow through me, mending my wounds. I looked around the short corridor we were in and saw the crates stacked on one side. A quick glance through them yielded money, clothes, plants, skooma and moonsugar, as well as pillows and a few pieces of jewelery.