Prologue: Forlorn

My name is Nem Orian, I first arrived on Vvardenfell nearly one year ago. Back then I had no idea what to expect of this place, except what I had read about it. The massive Red Mountain, the Dwemer, the grand city of Vivec, the books made it sound a lot nicer than it actually is. The Red Mountain is cursed with endless blight storms, the Dwemer have disappeared for no known reason, and the "grand" city of Vivec was, well, depressing. But it isn't all bad, there are plenty of cities, guilds and places to explore.

A few days ago I went to a city called Suran, there was a place called "The House of Earthly Delights" I assumed it was a place to buy herbal tea and the like, I was wrong, it was just a bar, a bar with strippers. In that... place, I met the master of a guild called Forlorn. He invited me to join his guild, I accepted without giving it much thought. Inquiring about the guilds background I learned it was mainly established to help the Guildmaster, a man called Parven, have revenge on a Dunmer called Jiub. It sounded as if Jiub had wronged Parven in some way, but I wasn't given the specifics about the Guildmasters past. This Jiub had formed another guild long ago called the "Adamant Slayers of Parven" or ASP for short. I thought it was a stupid name. I left the bar and went to the tiny Guild Hall built into a mountain outside Suran. After storing what few belongs I had in the Guild, I went back to talk with the Guildmaster about my first mission.

The following is a journal of the missions I have done for Forlorn.

Chapter 1: Siege on Sadrith Mora

My first mission for this guild was not as easy as I had hoped it would be. The Guildmaster said that a battalion from the ASP had taken Sadrith Mora, a large island city off the eatern coast of Vvardenfell within the Sea of Ghosts. My mission was to drive them out by either killing them all or scaring them off. Worst of all, he didn't have any weapons to supply me with and I only had a few septims with me. Going against a group of soldiers unarmed was just foolish, but I didn't have much choice. I figured it would be best to find a weapon when I got there, if the city was taken by force there must be a few corpses laying around, I might find something useful on them.

I took a boat to the town of Tel Mora, it was on an island north of Sadrith Mora. I found a shop that sold magic items and purchased a couple water walking scrolls, I wasn't about to swim to Sadrith Mora, slaughterfish were quite common in the Sea of Ghosts and becoming fish food didn't sound very appealing.

On my way to Sadrith Mora from Tel Mora, I went from island to island using the water walking scrolls I had bought from the Tel Mora Trader. After an hour or two I reached the northern shore of the island Sadrith Mora was on. I made my way south, carefully avoiding any beasts on the way. I came to a root shaped like a small arch with curved spikes along the outside, this was used as the northern gate into Sadrith Mora, as I passed under it an Imperial quickly approached me. He wore an iron cuirass and carried a saber on his belt, if he attacked head on I wouldn't stand a chance.

"Who're you?" he shouted as he stumbled up to me, he seemed to be a bit drunk.

"I'm just an explorer, is something going on? This town seems a bit quiet." I answered, hoping he was too full of Flin to realize how bad of a liar I was.

"Yes!" he said, standing up as straight as he could given his condition, "We, the Ari... Fer... Farn... uh... no, that's not it... I know it started with an F... maybe it was Firvon? no..."

"I think you mean Forlorn." I interrupted, his mumbling was quite irritating "Forlorn! That's it, thanks! But how'd you know? You with them?" he asked, carefully looking me over.

"Er, no." I said, trying to come up with a decent lie. "The group I met to the north said they were with Forlorn though."

"What! There're some to the north!"

"Yeah, want me to show you where they are?"

"Yes! If I tell the boss where they are I could get a promotion!"

"Ok, follow me."

I lead him a bit north until Sadrith Mora was out of sight, on the way he talked about how they had been able to take over Wolverine Hall, and make it their headquarters.

"They're just beyond there." I pointed to a cluster of pillar-like rocks surrounded by large mushrooms and kreshweed, he nodded and began sneaking toward them.

"Did he empty a dozen bottles or is he just a complete idiot?" I thought to myself as I bent over to pick up a stone about the size of my fist. I walked up behind him and struck the back of his head with the stone, knocking him out cold.

I made my way back to Sadrith Mora. Climbing the hill next to the gate gave me a good view of the path.

"It looks clear." I said to myself as I began down the road, only to be proven wrong when two people from around the corner came into view. I quickly ducked behind some Kreshweed growing outside the Telvanni Council House. The people I saw just walked past the road without even looking in my direction. I looked over my shoulder at the Council House, trying to figure out the best way to get into Wolverine Hall. I tried to recall my last visit to Sadrith Mora, I explored the Council House a bit that time and met an alchemist. Maybe there was a potion in his shop I could use, unless those idiots from the ASP had already raided it.

I crept up to the door and pressed my ear against it, the other side seemed quiet. As I slowly opened the door a foul smell seeped out, I peered inside and saw the walls of the room were spotted with blood. The corpse of a Bosmer laid in the far left corner of the room, he had a dagger in his hand and a katana through his chest, the robe he wore was covered in cuts and tears and was stained red with blood. I hurried down the right hallway, feeling quite ill, I wasn't used to seeing corpses that torn apart, or maybe it was just the stench of all that blood. In the room at the end of the hall there was a door in front of me and rooms to my right and left, I entered the left room and saw shelves of potions and a crate of scrolls. I searched through the scrolls and found a burst shock one. I pocketed the burst shock scroll and looked through the potions, not much there that could help me except an invisibility potion. I suddenly got an idea, I grabbed the invisibility potion, made sure the burst shock scroll was still in my pocket and hurried back to the exit. On my way out I took the dead Bosmers chitin dagger, just to have some kind of weapon. I left the Council house and turned south toward the docks.

I ran south along the hillside, using the mushroom trees and giant roots as cover. I slid down the hill to the waters edge and looked toward the docks, the two smaller boats had been sunk, and the sail of the ship was shredded. The Gateway Inn came into view, there was someone standing guard by the stone door. I stayed along the coast, passing the Inn. I finally made it to the northern wall of the Wolverine Hall, after surveying the eastern area I counted four guards. There was one on the bridge to the fort, another outside Dirty Muriel's Cornerclub and two paroling the roads. I went around the western side of the fort, hoping to find another way in. The west side was just a sharp cliff into the sea, but it would be easier to swim or climb than worry about four guards. I pressed myself against the side of the fort and climbed along the cliff, trying not to fall into the sea. Looking around the corner to the south wall I noticed some stairs, a door with a travel lantern hanging next to it and a Dunmer clothed in bonemold armor, all he was missing was a helmet. He was facing south, out to sea, probably watching for boats. I drew my dagger and crept around the corner, there was a gap between the cliff and where he stood, I took a running jump at the Dunmer.

As I landed and attempted to grab him, he turned and punched me right in the stomach. "Fool! Did you think that I, Commander Rodran of the ASP, would be slain so easily?" he growled, looking down at me as I clutched my stomach trying to catch my breath.

"Y... you're the leader?" I asked, trying to stand up.

"Yes, and you must be from Forlorn." he said as he took a wakizashi from his belt and pointed it at my chest "Drop your blade." I thought for a moment and tossed my dagger into the sea. "Good, now turn around and get inside. A public execution might boost morale." he said with a creepy grin on his face.

I turned and looked at the door, trying to make an escape plan.

"Well?" he said impatiently "Move!" I dashed to my right, grabbing the travel lantern hanging on the wall and ran down the stairs, halfway down I turned around to see him halfway down the staircase. I threw the travel lantern at his head, hoping to slow him down, and hurried down the second flight of stairs, pulling the shock burst scroll out of my pocket.

As I descended I began reading the incantation on the scroll "Osli... qunitac... iaft..." I turned back to the stairs once I made it to the bottom, Rodran was a few steps away from me, I held up the scroll. "Teasl!" A blinding flash of lightning flew from the scroll to Rodran, knocking him on his back as he screamed in pain from the electricity surging through his body. The scroll turned to dust in my hands. I looked at Rodran, who had rolled down the stairs to my feet, I hoped he was dead.

There was a slam as a Breton came running out of the door atop the stairs

"What's going on out here? Comman-" he stopped mid-sentence once he saw me standing over Rodran.

"You!" I shouted at the Breton "Tell the other members of the ASP that if they don't want to end up like that," I pointed to Rodran's corpse "they had better disband, and leave Sadrith Mora in peace. Understand!"

He had a shocked look on his face. "D...disband or die, right, I'll tell everyone." his voice was filled with fear, he must must've been a coward, I'm not in the least bit scary.

The next day the ASP was gone, and Sadrith Mora slowly went back to normal. There were rumors that they did disband, I never really knew for sure. I left the town for a day after killing Rodran, giving the Breton a chance to spread the word, hoping to avoid any more bloodshed. Once the ships sail was repaired I returned to the guild.

After telling the Guildmaster of my victory I was awarded a bow called Magebane, a quiver of arrows and taught 4 magic powers, Mark, Recall, healing magicka, and lightning magicka.