Chapter 11. The Solemn note
A/n: only 5 more chapters till Larka! lol! Read and review please!
It was raining red rain, and Dagoth Ur was standing by Vvardenfell's bed, he lifted hi axe, then swung.
Vvardenfell awoke.
"Nels…Nels!" She said, leaning over and tugging at his bed sheets.
It only took her a split second to realize that he wasn't there. All that was was a note. She lifted it gently and read…
Vvardi,
Adventure Beckons,
I cannot stay. I'll be there
To help you in times of dire need.
I must leave now.
Love, Nels.
Vvardenfell's tears were few as she was trying to remain strong. She looked down at were the note had been, and there she saw a beautiful purple ring with gold lining and an ebony centerstone. She gawked at it's beauty for a moment, and slipped it on her finger.
She turned quickly as her Mudcrab friend awoke, stretching cutley out on the bed.
"Solsthiem?" She asked it.
"Solsthiem." It said, getting up and jumping to the floor. She watched as it went through a series of funny excersises and then began to pack her belongings.
Vvardenfell walked out of the inn's door with the Mudcrab under her arm. It was a crisp Eveningstar morning. A glistening dew lay on the greening grass that surrounded the city. The heather was blooming, its bright pink flowers blowing in the gentle breeze.
She breathed deeply. The path she walked upon was clear leading up to the silt strider port.
"Where will it be?" Asked the rugged-looking driver.
"Khuul." She said, picking up the Mudcrab once more and boarding the giant silt strider. As it began moving she moved her body with it's rythym, the Mudcrab resting silently in her arms, she could clearly tell that it was thinking.
"Where Skooma man?" He asked suddenly, reffering to Nels.
"Oh, I'm afraid he's gone. He left a note, do you want to hear it?" She asked the Mudcrab.
"Read skooma man note!" It demanded loudly.
Vvardenfell took it out of her pocket and began,
Vvardi,
Adventure beckons,
I cannot stay. I'll be there
To help you in times of dire need.
I must leave now.
Love, Nels.
"Skooma man gone?" The mudcrab asked sadly.
"Yes, and I'm afraid that there's going to be no more Skooma for quite some time, little friend." She said, glancing up at the seaside town of Khuul rising up ahead.
She picked up the Mudcrab and walked out into the city. Here, the sky was overcast and the only trees were dead and decaying. The various grasses were all dry and yellow and the only plants that flourished were kreshweed and trauma plants.
She walked down to the docks, ramshackle houses made from spare driftwood made this town appear humble and quiet. Soon she saw an insane-looking Khajiit shouting something by a boat. She walked close enough to hear him.
"Solsthiem! Last boat to Solsthiem! Heh hah heh! At least, until the next one! Ha! Ha! Ha!" It shouted. She could clearly smell moon-sugar on it's breath.
Vvardenfell boarded the boat with her Mudcrab at her side. The oars moved as the boat rocked off gently in a north-western direction.