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Journal Entry Three

4E 201, 5th Frostfall

Once I entered Dead Man’s Respite, I immediately noticed a sort of apparition in the chamber ahead of me. I lost sight of it quickly, however, as I was caught off guard by the draugr protecting the place. I kept noticing it just ahead of me, though, as I proceeded through the ruins. Eventually I came to a place where I was horrified to discover that the only way I could proceed was to jump down into a cavern of water. I’m not the best swimmer, and I must say that deep water is one of my biggest fears... However, Sofia was able to convince me to jump down while she waited at the top in case I needed help getting out. Luckily, it wasn’t much of a drop, and there was a short passage that lead out into another chamber where the water only reached up past my ankles. After that was more of the usual - making our way through the ruins, trying not to get injured.

Then I came upon quite a strange scene. As it turns out, that apparition was leading me to the verse. The book was clutched in the arms of a corpse, and I can only assume that it was the body of whatever soul was guiding me. What I found even more interesting is that nearly half the lines inside were blacked out with ink. Here is what I could read: “O, Olaf, our subjugator, the one-eyed betrayer; death-dealing demon and dragon-killing King. Your legend is lies, lurid and false; your cunning capture of Numinex, a con for the ages. (Marked out words) Olaf grabbed power, by promise and threat; From Falkreath to Winterhold, they fell to their knees; But Solitude stood strong, Skyrim’s truest protectors. Olaf’s vengeance was instant, inspired and wicked. (Marked out words) So ends the story of Olaf the liar, a theif and a scoundrel we of Solitude commit to the fire. In Solitude bards train for their service, they also gather each year and burn a king who deserves it.”

On the way out, that apparition appeared again, lifting some kind of barrier on a door and charging through with its ghostly blade drawn. Inside was another one of those “claw doors” like in Bleak Falls. I used the one I found upon entering and was able to pass through it into a large, spacious chamber. 

I must say, through everything I’ve experienced in my life, hearing that spirit shout, “Olaf, it is time!” has got to be one of the strangest things I’ve seen. What followed was essentially a battle between the living and dead. Sofia, myself, as well as the spirit slew quite a handful of draugr, and then went up against the corpse of King Olaf One-Eye himself... Sometimes I wonder if I’m going mad, but then I realize that the injuries I sustain are very real.

There was at least some decent loot to be found in the ruins. I hope that I will be able to finish the house soon with the coin I get from it. Ah, well. I’m off back to Solitude, then home. After this, I think I’ll take a break from adventuring for a while.

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Journal Entry Two

4E 201, 3 Frostfall

I came to Riverwood to visit Lucan - I wished him well from Camilla and I both, though I could tell he was disappointed she was not with me. We chatted for a while, and I bought some potions off of him as well. I stopped at the inn for a drink and a bit of rest before I make my way up to Dead Man’s Respite to retrieve King Olaf’s Verse for Viarmo. Honestly, I’m not quite sure why I joined the Bard’s College in the first place... Anyway, back to the topic at hand. Currently I am sat at a table in the corner of the inn, grinning like a fool. That bard, Sven, grumbled to me about missing Camilla, and how he’s certain it was Faendal’s doing that she’s left. I couldn’t help myself - he looked so confused and upset when all I did was chuckle and walk away. I am truly clueless as to how he hasn’t heard. I think I’ll stop by the Trader again before I leave and tell Lucan. My companion, Sofia, asked what that interaction was about, so I filled her in and she got a good laugh out of it as well. I did have to stop her from making any clever little remarks to Sven, though. I think it’d be entertaining to see how long he stays in the dark. I wonder now if Faendal is clueless as well...?

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A new hand touches the beacon...

Tbh if I didn’t think Dawnbreaker looked so cool I’d leave and never touch that chest again.

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Journal Entry One

4E 201, 27 Hearthfire

I've found myself having a bit more spare time than usual, so I've decided to take up journaling. I believe it may be somewhat therapeutic for myself to recount the things I've experienced since leaving Cyrodiil. I cannot express how much I miss my old farm there. If only I was as skilled in magic then as I am now, perhaps I could have stopped the fire. No use in sulking over the past, though. I truly am glad to be here in Skyrim. If I had never come, I wouldn't have met my dear Camilla. I probably wouldn't have discovered that I was Dragonborn either... Nor would I have become Arch-Mage. It is strange, how much has happened to me in such a short period of time - and how much of that has been life-changing. Ah, well. I have things to attend to, and I wish to return to Lakeview before doing so. Perhaps I will find the time to write again soon.