The dragons returned this day and burned Helgen to the ground. Thank Talos for it, Father’s life was spared in the chaos. Ralof, a trusted friend of my father’s, helped me to safety and we made our way to Riverwood, where I was sent off to Whiterun to let the Jarl know what happened to Helgen. He and his court wizard, Farengar, want me to retrieve a strange tablet from Bleak Falls Barrow at my earliest convenience. I think, however, that I shall make my way to Riften. I’ve heard whispers of the Thieves Guild, and want to learn more about them.
Fredas, 19th of Last Seed
I spent the entirety of yesterday on the carriage to Riften, and arrived shortly after 10 PM last night. The Riften guards made a feeble attempt to trick me out of a hefty bit of coin, but once they realized to whom they were speaking, I was promptly allowed through the gates. I made my way to The Bee and the Barb, the local inn, where I was inundated by the townspeople. An elf named Brand Shei requested that I look in to his past and see where he comes from; it turns out that he, as an infant, was abandoned and was then raised in Black Marsh by an Argonian father. I met a man connected with the Thieves Guild – Brynjolf. He wishes to recruit me. I believe I’ll take a few days to think on it as I travel back to Windhelm from here, in search of information for Brand Shei and to make a visit to my father, perhaps. I haven’t seen him since the Morning of the Dragon, but I know that he made it home safely. Today will, yet again, be spent in the back of a carriage.
Fredas, 26th of Last Seed
It has been nearly a week since I was last able to write, thanks to my father, the almighty Ulfric Stormcloak. Upon my arrival in Windhelm, I was greeted by the sight of a group of Imperial soldiers imprisoning a Stormcloak. As a Stormcloak – both by birth and by choice – the only thing I could have done was attack them and free my fellow soldier. I succeeded in doing that, but friendly fire got two Vigilants of Stendarr involved in the fight, and they too lost their lives. Father had his guards imprison me for six days. More and more I’m beginning to understand why so many of the village people across Tamriel doubt his legitimacy as Skyrim’s true High King. I shall stay the night at the Inn, and tomorrow sunrise I will set out for Winterhold.
Sundas, 28th of Last Seed
I arrived back in Riften early this morning, around three. I plan on spending what’s left of the night at The Bee and The Barb, and I’ll speak with Brand Shei in the morning. His is a rather sad story, though I’m quite happy that I could oblige him in finding out about his past. After speaking with him, I will complete my initiation into the Thieves Guild before making my way to Markarth for a few days. Father has sent a courier requesting my presence in Windhelm but right now, the more distance I can put between the two of us, the better.
Morndas, 29th of Last Seed
Today I completed my first real assignment for the Thieves Guild. Mercer needed me to do the Goldenglow job; I was sent to the estate to burn down three of the bee hives and empty out a safe. It wasn’t an easy task by any means; the place was crawling with rather experienced mercenaries and the sewer was full of skeevers. I also had to leave the place and go all the way back to Riften for some lockpicks, and had to kill the estate owner, Aringoth. As I was on my way out of the estate, a group of three armed thugs cornered me to “teach me a lesson.” I’ve no idea who sent them, but all of them are dead and well on their way to becoming fish food. Tomorrow, I may head back to Whiterun for awhile. Delvin sent me on a bedlam job to rob as many people as it takes to make everyone full aware that the Thieves Guild is back and better than ever before. It’s good practice for my lockpicking and will also help me make sure that I don’t run out of picks again.
Middas, 31st of Last Seed
I was finished with my business in Whiterun by 8 AM. I robbed Sergio Pelagia while he slept, and I then resorted to robbing The Drunken Huntsman. I departed quickly enough that my presence shouldn’t have been noticed, and don’t plan on returning to the hold within the next week or two at the very earliest. I shall spend the night in Riften in my bed at the Thieves Guild, and tomorrow will depart for Markarth.
