Entry 53

Middas, 26th of Sun's Dusk

Finally, this one adopted sweet little Sofie. The poor girl was sleeping on the cold hard ground in an alley. She headed to her new home and this one sent Vilkas with her to ensure her safe trip. This one went shopping. She bought the girl a new dress and a doll for her to play with. She wished to make her sweet little cub something special. She took Inigo with her. Someone needs to carry the groceries.

Windhelm has a shortage of cheese, so this one went to Riften instead. There, she purchased some ale and Eidar Cheese. She already has the third secret ingriedent. She wishes to make her cub a dish from her homeland; Elsywere Fondue!

It is delicious and was always this one's favorite treat when she was a cub. This one purchased some ale from the Meadery and excited out onto the docks where she was beset upon by a frantic Argonian, begging her to take some lexicon back to Avanchanzel, a Dwemer ruin in the west.

Khajiit was a little frightened by how desperate the Argonian was, shoving the lexicon in her face, dropping to her scaly knees and begging, so she took it and returned it to the ruin. There, the Argonian had led a group of thieves to steal the lexicon which contained knowledge from the Dwemer. They'd all died except for her. Khajiit returned the lexicon and made the journey home, eager to see her family. She has a family! How exciting!

Khajiit has not felt the urge to travel far since adopting her. It is a change of pace to stay at home with her husband and new child. Instead of chasing down bandits and such, she has been shopping for extra ingredients for a soup she wished to learn how to make for Sofie.

She has been shopping for new dresses, toys and all manner of things for she only wishes to give Sofie the finest in life. She is a true Nord, like her father. She is fiery and yet she is sweet enough to know when she is due for a spanking if she doesn't listen.

Life with her feels brand new. Khajiit feels like a cub again, seeing the world in a new light through her daughter's wonder and excitement for life. She has already made friends with the Battle-Born and Grey-Mane children and a girl named Lucia who was begging for gold.

Khajiit suspects she is an orphan as well. Perhaps this one can convince Vilkas to be ready for that second child soon. As long as it would not upset Sofie, of course. They seem to be good friends so perhaps she would not mind having a sister.

Inigo and Farkas are both wonderful uncles! Farkas loves to roughhouse with Sofie while Inigo reads her stories and teaches her the way of the bow.
This one hopes he can have children of his own one day. He would make someone a lucky wife and a wonderful father.

Khajiit made her family some dinner, played with Sofie for a bit, and Vilkas read her a bedtime story. Seeing him there with her head in his lap warmed this one's heart. Vilkas gently stood, careful not to wake her, and covered Sofie with one of the fur blankets. He lightly kissed her cheek and accompanied this one up the stairs to our room.

"This one never knew you could look so sweet and innocent."

Vilkas snorted, flushing. "I'm anything but that."

But that was yesterday. Today, this one got out of the house for a bit. Khajiit made Sofie breakfast and told Lydia that if she came back to a dead child she would be in for a world of suffering. Then this one rode for the Rift. The mission? To secure a noble's lost heirloom from a Dwemer ruin in the mountains over the rift called Kagrenzal. Khajiit hasn't heard of the place. This should be exciting. It is good to get out and about on a dangerous mission again.

Kagrenzal was very hard to find. It took this one hours. It is located very high in the mountains. Very cold and surrounded by snow up a steep, slippery path. We entered and saw a pedestal with some dead bodies around it. "I don't like the looks of this…" Vilkas said.

The place was completely empty and devoid of any light. Khajiit stepped closer to the pedestal and shining ball of golden light, warm as the sun's rays, floated from the pedestal. It was beautiful; a complete contrast to the grim, emptiness of the ruin. It was so warm and Khajiit was so very cold.

"Mr. Dragonfly does not think you should touch that," Inigo said, reaching out to her, "He is quite knowledgable in his old age."
"Inigo's right, J'Hirra, don't touch that thing." Vilkas said and Inigo smirked. This one didn't hear him. She stepped closer and reached out her claw to dip it into the golden warmth.

A cage shot up from all sides and she, Inigo and Vilkas were trapped. "Mr. Dragonfly thinks we are going to die now...Shut up, please, Mr. Dragonfly..." Inigo whimpered as the orb began to spin around the cage, making a high pitch whirring sound. Then, it floated back into the pedestal. The floor began to glow. The floor tipped over and this one and Vilkas fell all the way to the bottom.

It was a long, long fall! Longer than the drop at Bard's Leap Summit and that is a huge drop! This one flew past jagged rocky walls, certain she would hit her head and meet her end, then she saw a massive pool of water below her. She plunged below the surface. Sputtering and choking on icy water, she broke the surface and cried out for Vilkas. She worried his fall hadn't been so clean but he was fine. He broke the surface and hit her on the head.

"I told you not to touch it!" He shouted.

"But it was so shiny, so beautiful, how was this one to know it was a trap?" Arguing, we stumbled to the shore and were beset upon by Falmer. We killed them and climbed our way to a walkway. We killed a few Falmer there and just over on the other side of a bridge spanning the length of the lake was a chest containing the stolen item. A dagger.

"Some things are worth risking near death for," Inigo concluded as he squeezed water out of his tail, "This just makes me want to stab a baby Horker..."

We followed the river through to Stony Creek Cave, a bandit lair that this one had cleared out while trying to find Kagrenzal. She had a feeling the entrance was through there! What an adventure! What an adventure indeed!