11-11-11: Departing To Skyrim
I’ve spent many years in the land of Morrowind embarking on a great adventure. It was a new world to my eyes and like nothing I had ever experienced before. It was engrossing to the point that I never wanted to leave. I stayed awake for hours just exploring the land and stumbling upon new villages. Those where the days that I learned the secret to “cheating” death and becoming invincible. I became obsessed with power and would steal anything I wanted to and there was nothing that anyone could do to stop me. No guard could even hold his own with my “cheat” to fully heal myself again and again. However, after I thought I had seen it all I stumbled upon a new village that changed everything.
After spending so much time in Morrowind I came across this village and was quickly in awe of it. I quickly checked out everything that I could and eventually found items of great value. With me feeling invincible I immediately took the items I liked, but unexpectedly the owner hit me with a powerful curse that caused me to be immobile unless I dropped everything that I had hoarded. This owner was a powerful witch who possessed capabilities that I had yet to see until this point. She stripped me of absolutely everything, including all my gear of great value and my weapons of might. I had found my match and learned the lesson that even with my seemingly invincibility that I was nothing without the items I had stolen along the way. I could no longer stand a chance against anything or fight anyone without getting that curse reversed.
I had to drop it all and run as far away as possible from that witch. As I was running I came across this hill in which there were monsters that I had not seen before. I had no hope as that curse had weakened me and my quest for being the dominator of Morrowind. I don’t remember much after running to that hill and coming across those monsters. Things were all black and fuzzy after that moment. In fact, the next thing I remembered after that is waking up in a jail cell in the Imperial City, the province of Cyrodiil.
I had nightmares of a curse but it all feels as if it wasn’t actually real and that my time in Morrowind was a mere dream. I had a new adventure awaiting me now in this land of Cyrodiil. Probably my most exciting adventure yet as I really enjoyed all the towns in the area. I even did some hiking and horseback riding on the trails to the north where the snow would fall. Of course I still had a troubling experience and found myself in many different guilds. I even had ties with the Dark Brotherhood which I am sure I need not say more. I still had my moments where I couldn’t help but break into places and steal the things I wanted most. I even joined a thieves guild so that I could sell off the items that I had taken. In fact, I had so much fun with it that I even went into the Imperial City at night and waited for the guards to pass so that I could break into the shops there as well.
I must say though that even with my bit of a dark side showing itself I still wanted to do what I could to help the people and shut the Oblivion gates from that evil. But as I continued on that quest of closing the gates things got even darker for me. To the point that I could only go out at night and had to avoid the sunlight at all cost. I stayed the night at a place just outside of a town where I woke up one morning with a bite on my neck. I had heard rumors of vampires, but I wasn’t sure I believed them until I woke up that morning. There was nothing I could do, I had become a vampire and if I wanted to walk around during the days I had to feed at night. It was a strange feeling, but the urge to feed was there and I will say I got use to it very quickly. It didn’t slow me down too much, though I did have moments when I had to find a place to sleep during the day so that I could avoid all sunlight and then wake up at night and find the next person to feed on.
I have been looking for a cure and fortunately found the one who could help me. I think it happened at the right time also, because I was feeling very tired like I did when I was towards the end of my time in Morrowind. Or how I think I felt as I am still unsure as to whether it was real or if it was just a dream. I felt tired and something seemed to be calling me back to the north to the land of Skyrim. I felt that I was going to fall asleep and wake up in Skyrim as if it was just another dream. Maybe these are stories that I have heard in the past and my imagination was causing me to have these dreams. Maybe everything that I had just told you was in fact a dream. So what will the world be like when I wake up tomorrow? What is this next adventure that is waiting for me? Whether I wake up tomorrow and I am in Skyrim or if I have to travel there by horse or by foot. Either way, I am departing for Skyrim and I am going to continue this adventure.