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The Nerevar's Items: Chapter 1
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I opened my eyes.
-Where am I?-
A voice arose from my left side.
"Can you hear me? Are you all right?"
At that moment, my body awoke. I slowly
lifted my arms and my head, sitting up. My
head turned to view a Dunmer. The Dark Elf
was wearing a ragged shirt and a plain pair
of pants. His rugged face was harsh but his
friendly disposition greeted me with open
arms.
"I'm glad you are awake. After that storm,
I thought we would never get to Morrowind,"
the Dunmer said.
I confusedly asked, "Who are you?"
The Dunmer's face brightened as if he were
relieved. He replied, "My name is Jiub.
I have been your cabin mate for the duration
of our journey. It seems that you have lost
your memory. That bump to your head did
more than I thought."
With that, I tried to stand up, only to
stumble and fall to the ground. Determined,
I stood up again, grasping the railing on
the wall of the ship. As I stood as still
as possible, I asked, "How long have we
been on this boat?"
Jiub stood up with no difficulty. He
answered, "We've been sailing for about a
week." He laughed heartily, "It looks like
you haven't got your landlegs yet."
Walking towards the main cabin of the lower
hull of the ship, Jiub followed me. As I
sat down on at a table, I started to observe
my surroundings. The dark and dingy boat was
sturdy but barely hospitable. The air
smelled of mold and freshly cooked scuttle.
The air felt cold but a bit humid. The room
was lighted by lanterns sitting on the tables
and by lamps hanging from the ceiling.
Barrels were stowed in the front of the ship,
carrying cargo. The majority of the stocked
cargo was Scuttle and Saltrice. On the
opposite wall from thetables, a small
collection of weapons, including two Steel
Longswords, an Iron Dagger, a Quiver of Steel
Arrows and a Bonemold Longbow, hung from the
ship's wooden wall. The floor was composed of
wooden planks, some weak and brittle from age
and others broken from sheer weight being
pressed upon them.
I looked at Jiub and asked, "Are we getting
off here?"
He looked down and his face darkened. He
murmured, "I sure hope so. Last time, my cabin
mate left but I had to stay."
I felt worried.
-What if I don't get off? I don't want to stay
here anymore.-
I stood up once again and walked over to Jiub.
As I patted him on the back, I said, "I hope
so too."
At that very moment, an Imperial Guard stepped
down the stairs from the deck. This guard was
wearing lower ranked Imperial Steel Armor and
Netch Leather. Although his face was covered,
light shone through the holes in his helmet,
slightly illuminating his face. He seemed
tired, possibly from being overworked.
He murmered, "Okay boys, it's time to get off."
He walked toward the hatch and dissapeared as
he walked back up the stairs.
I stood up and asked, "Where exactly are we?"
Jiub replied in relief, "I believe we are in a
small town, Seyda Neen."
We both walked back to the cabin to gater our
belongings, which weren't very much to begin
with. The small pack I took with me contained
a common shirt and pants, a torch and about 80
septims. Jiub picked up his pack as well. His
pack was small and looked as though it carried
next to nothing.
Afterwards, we walked to the hatch. Taking our
final looks at the ship, we both arose from the
hatch to view a beautiful landscape, at least
compared to our former. The swampy marshland
covered the landscape, containing trees the
height of Dwemer ruins and bugs the size of an
Altmer.
The guard turned around and said, "C'mon, the
faster you get off the faster I can leave."
With that, we both picked up the pace and
hurried up. As we walked off the ship onto a
small pier, a guard stepped out of the building
ahead and walked forward to greet us. The
guard was dressed in full Imperial Armor,
different from most of the guards on the ship,
who wore Netch Leather Armor.
As the guard reached us, he spoke in a friendly
tone and asked, "Well, do you both have a nice
trip?"
Jiub responded, "Not really, but it would be a
lot better if we could get out of here."
The guard frowned and said, "Well, we have to
get you registered first and then give you your
previously confiscated items. After that though,
you can go wherever you want."
When the guard finished, he led us to the
building labeled "The Census and Excise Building"
where we walked in to get registered.
The Nerevar's Items: Chapter 1
---------------------------------------------
I opened my eyes.
-Where am I?-
A voice arose from my left side.
"Can you hear me? Are you all right?"
At that moment, my body awoke. I slowly
lifted my arms and my head, sitting up. My
head turned to view a Dunmer. The Dark Elf
was wearing a ragged shirt and a plain pair
of pants. His rugged face was harsh but his
friendly disposition greeted me with open
arms.
"I'm glad you are awake. After that storm,
I thought we would never get to Morrowind,"
the Dunmer said.
I confusedly asked, "Who are you?"
The Dunmer's face brightened as if he were
relieved. He replied, "My name is Jiub.
I have been your cabin mate for the duration
of our journey. It seems that you have lost
your memory. That bump to your head did
more than I thought."
With that, I tried to stand up, only to
stumble and fall to the ground. Determined,
I stood up again, grasping the railing on
the wall of the ship. As I stood as still
as possible, I asked, "How long have we
been on this boat?"
Jiub stood up with no difficulty. He
answered, "We've been sailing for about a
week." He laughed heartily, "It looks like
you haven't got your landlegs yet."
Walking towards the main cabin of the lower
hull of the ship, Jiub followed me. As I
sat down on at a table, I started to observe
my surroundings. The dark and dingy boat was
sturdy but barely hospitable. The air
smelled of mold and freshly cooked scuttle.
The air felt cold but a bit humid. The room
was lighted by lanterns sitting on the tables
and by lamps hanging from the ceiling.
Barrels were stowed in the front of the ship,
carrying cargo. The majority of the stocked
cargo was Scuttle and Saltrice. On the
opposite wall from thetables, a small
collection of weapons, including two Steel
Longswords, an Iron Dagger, a Quiver of Steel
Arrows and a Bonemold Longbow, hung from the
ship's wooden wall. The floor was composed of
wooden planks, some weak and brittle from age
and others broken from sheer weight being
pressed upon them.
I looked at Jiub and asked, "Are we getting
off here?"
He looked down and his face darkened. He
murmured, "I sure hope so. Last time, my cabin
mate left but I had to stay."
I felt worried.
-What if I don't get off? I don't want to stay
here anymore.-
I stood up once again and walked over to Jiub.
As I patted him on the back, I said, "I hope
so too."
At that very moment, an Imperial Guard stepped
down the stairs from the deck. This guard was
wearing lower ranked Imperial Steel Armor and
Netch Leather. Although his face was covered,
light shone through the holes in his helmet,
slightly illuminating his face. He seemed
tired, possibly from being overworked.
He murmered, "Okay boys, it's time to get off."
He walked toward the hatch and dissapeared as
he walked back up the stairs.
I stood up and asked, "Where exactly are we?"
Jiub replied in relief, "I believe we are in a
small town, Seyda Neen."
We both walked back to the cabin to gater our
belongings, which weren't very much to begin
with. The small pack I took with me contained
a common shirt and pants, a torch and about 80
septims. Jiub picked up his pack as well. His
pack was small and looked as though it carried
next to nothing.
Afterwards, we walked to the hatch. Taking our
final looks at the ship, we both arose from the
hatch to view a beautiful landscape, at least
compared to our former. The swampy marshland
covered the landscape, containing trees the
height of Dwemer ruins and bugs the size of an
Altmer.
The guard turned around and said, "C'mon, the
faster you get off the faster I can leave."
With that, we both picked up the pace and
hurried up. As we walked off the ship onto a
small pier, a guard stepped out of the building
ahead and walked forward to greet us. The
guard was dressed in full Imperial Armor,
different from most of the guards on the ship,
who wore Netch Leather Armor.
As the guard reached us, he spoke in a friendly
tone and asked, "Well, do you both have a nice
trip?"
Jiub responded, "Not really, but it would be a
lot better if we could get out of here."
The guard frowned and said, "Well, we have to
get you registered first and then give you your
previously confiscated items. After that though,
you can go wherever you want."
When the guard finished, he led us to the
building labeled "The Census and Excise Building"
where we walked in to get registered.