CHAPTER 1

Finding this journal was a blessing in disguise. I believed it to be a useless item I carried with me but in fact I've been using it to keep me sane.

I'll try and recall as best I can so I can put it down accurately. It was a day like any other, I had some down time after work and spent it with my two young daughters and my wife. Hours later my wife and i lay down to rest. I remember wrapping my arms around her and closing my eyes, then darkness.

It wasn't like I fell asleep, more like falling into a black abyss. At first I believed it was a nightmare and when I opened my eyes I would be greeted to my wife still sleeping beside me. Instead I found cold air brushing against my skin as my mattress had been replaced by something hard and even more cold than the air that whipped around me. I attempted to open my eyes only to be greeted with blurry and distorted objects. I believed I could make out a nearby table with candles on it however. The faint movement and orangish color told me there was flames and the dark brown under it definitely resembled a table in shape.

Movement in the center of my blurry vision brought me to try and focus. My eyes were adjusting as my skin began to burn from the cold. I was freezing and needed to find something quick. The moving object from a minute ago was a person clad in a thick looking black robe. Their hood covered most of their features and a scarf covered their face.

"So, your the one who answered my call? You don't look like much." The person sounded like an older man with something wrong with their jaw. They advanced quickly and draped something over my body, a large cloak similar to their's in size but it was brown and made of furs. I attempted to say something in thanks but my throat hurt in the attempt and all I could do was cough. "You should stay quiet for now. I'm not sure what plain of existence you came from but the journey will likely have had some effect on your body." The man explained as he brought forth a plate of what looked like bread and placed down a wooden cup of water. I sat myself up slowly and realized that I was naked. I wrapped myself in the fur cloak and stared down at the food. What was going on? How did I get here and what happened to my family?!

Before Panic could even set in I realized the pain in my stomach adding to the pain in my throat. First a bite of the bread then gulp of water. I repeated the process until both were gone and I could sit back a moment. The cloaked man just seemed to watch me without introducing himself or removing his hood. No one spoke for a while, I was able to adjust the large cloak to fit underneath me so my bare skin wouldn't be against the cold stone. My eyes finally began to work properly and I could finally make out the area around me: a large cave with two large wooden doors serving as the only entrance, a table with candles, some food and books. The place I was seated had a few stairs leading to it and I was in the middle of some circle. The circle had intricate symbols traced all around, something out of an anime I had seen before. It looked like it anyway, The air I breathed was harsher than what I was used to and I found myself short of breathe very often.

"It looks as though your fully awake now." The figure had seated itself in front of me when he had given me the food and water, but now he stood and began to walk down to the table nearby. It was then that I noticed what the books on the table looked like, one of them had the symbol for conjuration, a sign that was on the front of a video game case I had replayed recently. The same symbol that many associated the elder scrolls game Oblivion with. My eyes grew wide and the fear that I had put second above my body now rose. Where was I? How did this happen? Was this even real?! The only words that came out of my mouth were raspy and filled with pain. But they came out despite what my body protested, before I could even register what I was saying, "You have GOT to be shitting me." I cursed loudly.

"So you can speak now as well, a bit rough but you can speak." The robed figure nodded and I swear he smiled under the scarf. From the way the man spoke and his body demeanor that was hidden within the robes. I would have had to guess the man was an orc from the many races in the world known as Tamriel. If this was in fact one of the lands within that world from the game.

"W-where am I?" I gasped out while the man brought me more water. I gulped this cup down more quickly and felt the pain in my throat beginning to subside..

"You are in the southern part of Skyrim, just on the edge of the border to Cyrodiil. This continent is known as Tamriel, do you understand?"

"Y-yes. It's a bit much for me to take in. This is really a whole nother world?" My body shivered, but not from the cold.

"Yes, I don't know where you come from but I will do my best to explain and answer any questions you have after." The larger man offered a gloved hand. "Let's get you dressed first though. Explanations can wait."

(this will be the new beginning for my semi-popular series Chronicles of a foreigner, I hope everyone stays tuned for future updates about how I originally dreamed up this story. I will also tell about how this idea came to be in later chapters! My chapters will be longer and more detailed as the story goes on and I improved my writing skills.

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