The Elder Scrolls: Reflections of Madness

by MyLittleRosebud

A young man Inherits a mysterious Journal and an odd trinket from a wandering stranger. Perhaps these items lead to a great treasure the wanderer spoke of, or perhaps they point the way to a dark secret. Will the man survive the trials ahead, or will he succumb to the same demise as the writer of the mysterious journal.

1. Entry 1

Entry #1

4E 201
Morndas, 23rd of the Sun's Dusk

It all starts with a whisper. Isn't that what they say. A simple exchange of confidential knowledge, and everything gets blown out of preportion. A few secret words in the ear and suddenly the world is ending. It's funny, when i heard that the ancient dragon Alduin had returned from the grave, i... i didn't really wanna believe it. I think most of Skyrim didn't. Whats worse, is i let my lack of faith get the better of me... and now... now im on my way to Valenwood... riding in a caravan with some Khajit traders... hopeing that maybe, just maybe... i can escape the end of days. Valenwood... "Land of the Bosmer", Divines be praised what have i gotten myself into. My family... my friends... my life... turned to ashes before my very eyes... like oblivion itself had consumed the very town i once held so dear... and reduced it to a pile of chared corpses and lost memories.

"And the scrolls have foretold, of black wings in the cold
That when brothers wage war come unfurled
Alduin, Bane of Kings, Ancient shadow unbound
With a hunger to swallow the world"

The gods only know what i could've done to save my family had i listened. No, i heard the whispers, i knew the legends, but for some reason i considered it all fantasy. A prank some kids had cooked up maybe... a... a... a simple trick some sorcerer had conjured for his audience to bring afew extra septims. A bard who spun a wonderous tale of Dragonborns returning and the Elder Scrolls prophecies being correct, the possibilities were endless. But what am i left with, where has my stuborness gotten me; on a carriage, in a Khajit convoy, headed for the dank jungles of Valenwood... Talos... save me.