10 Thunsheer 835

(Sigurd)
Davinara said I should write more in the company book as she calls it. Also I should em-bel-ish more, Kord knows.
Here goes.
The small guy and the elf … their names? Fucked if I know. I should not write our talk? …
The small guy and the elf come safe to Uthodurn with us. They take us to an inn: the broken stool. Better not eat anything.
A whore approaches us. I tell her no company … no I did not say please … what manners!? …
Turns out she the drinks wench. We get beers and get fesants … phaesants, you sure? … phaesants and stew. We listen to the small guy. He tells tall tales, taller than he. Taller than me even. He tells they find the giants digging up an old gate. Khajiit gets interested … you sure this all needs to go in the book? It takes so long like this. I can not even do the voices in the book. … Khajiit gets interested. Small guy says he kill giants and that he and the elf only escape and then he kills hobgoblins but they too many then he … gets rescued by us. That was un-eks-pec-ted. He tells us fucking heroes. Even taller than his tales. That is fucking tall. Oh yeah, the elf come join us as I sutly … !@#¥ … subtly be-ckon her over. She does not understand the fine arts. I do as the Shitty Creek Run Theatre Troupe teach me. They were always impressed. And they knew their shit, they always act afraid around me. Very con-vin-cing. She says the small guy did not kill all the giants. We knew. We aint stupid.
We find where to find Uthemar family to tell them he died and give his stuff and where the Arc-ives … Archives are and also the council.
We go to Uthemar family next morning. We knock on the gate … what? Oh yes … So it was a long way down first with lots of buildings and people and THEN we knock on the gate. We are taken to his mother. I am no talker so I nudge Khajiit. He nudge Davinara. She is good with people. Says it like it is. People respect that and they like it too.
“Hi, I’m Davinara, your son is dead”
I could not have found that fin-es … finesse. The mother starts to cry. These elves. So much e-mo-tion. It aint good for you. You have to channel it in combat. Now Davinara is crying too. She liked Uthemar much. That makes me sad. Stupid mother, why did she cry? Khajiit takes Davinara aside and she feels better after he talks to her.
I give his stuff and Davinara gives all the books from the king. That makes the mother not so sad. She heartless … ow … she over-whel-med.
She thanks us for burying him and taking his stuff to her.
I ask her for a good word at the archives. She falls for my charm. I think it was the wink. She writes us a note.
We split up. Davinara and Rubble go to the Archives with the note. Khajiit and me sell the stuff. But first I tell what happens at the Archives.
It turns out the three books are from before the Cal-am-ity and they need to study on it more. I ask if they got a reciet … receipt. They did not. Davinara is too trusting. Bless her heart.
And Rubble has no idea of all the lies people tell. But he tries. Kord knows he tries. Rubble can not do real evil I think. He can be trusted.
I think I can trust Khajiit as well.
So Khajiit and me go to a place that looks right. One stop shop. Khajiit does not believe what he sees. Why go to a je-we-ler AND an art dealer? I know my shit.
I get a good price, but the trader almost fuck me over. But I see it in time. Khajiit see it too. He aint stupid too … ether … either.
Khajiit also sell the paintings. He understands now. One stop shop. Khajiit remember to get diamonds for Davinara. She know strong magic now. But it is x-pen-sive. That is okay, we are rich now.
But then the trader tries to fuck us again. I show that shit does not fly. I try to rip a bar out. It won’t break. They must fuck people over a lot and buy very strong bars. True craft-man-ship. The trader understands he does not fuck with us. He gives us the same diamonds or close enough.
He does not want me in the shop anymore. Of course. I see all and I take no shit.
Khajiit come out later. He understands slower than me. It is all good. His head is smaller, so his brain is smaller. I get that.
We ask around for magic shields, magic studded armor and I order a half plate being made from 6 of the dragon scales. I will have to pay for those to the others … ow … Davinara, Khajiit and Rubble. And the armor-smith of course.
We might need more gold soon. We will go through Molaesmyr on our way to Shitty Creek Run to get Inoki. The Uttolot can not hurt me no more. We killed a fucking dragon!
But first Devinara and Rubble want to go to a village. Khajiit wants to find out some thing in old maps. I better go with Davinara and Rubble. Rubble his workshop is there. I think Davinara wants to be out of the city. She likes all the new things, but she wants to be close to nature a lot. She is a little crazy from being raised by Fey. But she learns fast. I have teached her well. She also picks up ideas from the others. I am not sure how that will turn out.