Arthur on the Summerset Isles, where he wakes up at the beginning of the 2E arc. The Three Banners War is raging in Tamriel, Daedra and Sload are wreaking havoc on the isles, and he has no idea where Alfred is. His first order of business: find the fiance, then get back to the 4E. Despite this, he finds rare occasions during which he can relax and admire cute things. Always with the soft spot for cute things. He’s feeding the Alinor Ringtail a few grapes he plucked off the many elven vineyards dotting the countryside...
(He knows he’s not supposed to feed the wildlife; please don’t report him to the authorities. Knowing the Dominion, he’s broken a dozen or more regulations...)







