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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.