Author's Note: After getting over the initial shock without ending up curled up in a corner all glassy-eyed, and grudgingly accepting this isn't a hallucination, at this point I figure there's an aim and a purpose to be distracted long enough from the horror of it all by keeping moving. But OC is a little dismissive and doesn't yet fully respect that this is a very different and pretty harsh world. That will change.

~Last Seed 28. 3E433. Maybe this is temporary but better keep track of time I suppose.

Finally hit Skingrad, may as well update now since I'm bloody exhausted. Can eat as I write. Bread cheese and very old ale, still not bad. Mustn't sleep yet. Wonder if I can throw together a restore fatigue potion, see if those help general exertion. Hope the alchemy gear doesn't explode or anything if I make a mistake.

The journey here took hours through the night, and I'd already discovered before I even got across the Imperial City I can't run non-stop for miles, big surprise. Once I can afford a horse I don't care anymore that I need to learn how to ride. How hard could it be? Yeah tempting fate I bet.

Kept a workable pace in the end with a scout-march of sorts, jogging then walking alternately. Thinking on it, can't say I wasn't expecting to move maybe a little easier than at home. Didn't really notice at first with so much happening, but I did feel sort of lighter. Thought it was the booze from last night. Hard to tell if there's much difference but having been here on what could only be an alien world, I could swear gravity is slightly less.

When I got tired of jumping at every rustle of leaves and suspecting every shadow as I hurried along through the dark, I looked up in hope of seeing the stars. Was still cloudy. It's never the smartest thing to walk along looking up, especially when there are things that want to hurt you.

Drew sword in time to sidestep the ice-blast and dive at the first imp. The second had my full attention this time. Sadly had to kill my first wolf soon after; survival outweighing guilt. Just have to remind myself these aren't the timid, docile wolves I love from Earth. Looked a little malnourished, maybe that was the reason this one attacked, like the rats. I don't know what everything else has against me.

I honestly find far less problem killing goblins, as it seems does half of Skingrad from what Ive overheard. Not come across many so far, other than in the Imperial City's underground, but they decorate with a lot of skulls. How many victims? The ugly things stink too, kinda like rotting leaves and what must be urine. Nasty creatures.

Just after Greyrock cave, as I was thinking myself on the home-straight for town, I finally met a highwayman. Khajiit, so screw trying to out-run that. But he smelled of booze and looked like a loser, and for an instant I was ready to swing; he'd go down fast standing there swaying a little as it was.

Can't believe I let myself think that way, of killing a person already. He was no animal as cat like as he looked. I winced in shame at myself and just paid. Smug bastard saw that and must have thought it fear, and he wobbled away chuckling. Had seven gold left...

Whatever super-being Gods and realms this world has, the final afterlife I still believe underlies everything can only be of a universal God. I can't act like lives or my actions don't count here.

Anyway here I am; Death town. No wonder Kvatch was due another blood-bath for the history books, must be downwind of this place. Shouldn't joke, if it does happen I'm going to be right there. Passed a graveyard as I neared the East Gate in, as I remember there's a haunted house full of undead somewhere here, that Cluedo party house I'm sure soon to be used, murderous drunk noble, lovely necrophiliac, torture and 'disappearance' of prisoners, vampire Count and comatose wife, and Glarthir. Oh god, Glarthir.

And no I didn't manage to avoid him; right after I arrived and was staring around like a tourist. Back-stepped when I recognised him and he still caught me. I was stood briefly wondering if all those people could be just like they were supposed to be. Him turning up convinced me that's more than probable. Yeah hopefully at midnight I'll either be dragging a priest cross-country toward Chorrol, or if too late at least I'll be fighting through a hell-realm, safely away from you mate. I probably shouldn't joke about that either.

Raining now, good time to get myself over to the Mage's Guild, hopefully once I join I can ransack the place without them minding too much. ~

~ Ha! Nice and warm and cosy in here out of the rain. Joined and going to make a few shop trips now. Nodded along and put on an interested face as I was told about their job for me. Some of the gear they have looks well used, so leaving that and selling whatever seems surplus to the Nord shop. Then can afford that restore spell from the chapel, and on to Kvatch.~