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Post by dorgaria on Jun 5, 2014 2:44:01 GMT
Esteemed employer, what do you know of forest spirits? I believe I encountered one in an Ayleid ruin deep within Grahtwood. Whispered words I couldn't understand. Or I could have been hallucinating from malnourished. I was at the end of a twenty-hour excursion. I left, in any event, as I already had the components you hold. No need to tempt fate.
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 6, 2014 3:32:17 GMT
Visiting a community, even a small town or hamlet, works to break the cadence of daily treks through ruins.It's nice to live a while where the challenge is not to find a place to sleep without being consumed alive, but to find a lass one fancies and ask her for a dance. At any rate, I hope you are well, and may these components avail you.
It sounds like Abnab is finally starting to settle down a bit from his adventures of late.
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 8, 2014 0:08:26 GMT
Behold the latest shipment! I must say I outdid myself--I completed the package in a single excursion. Ezdab claims he has a nose for enchantment materials, but he doesn't have my sense of direction in the deeps of Tamriel. He enjoys jeering me for my (very reasonable) fear of the undead, but he can't find his way out of most linear caverns!
Honored employer, it is I, Ezdab, brother of Abnab. I hope this shipment is to your satisfaction. My brother has been infuriating of late. He's in a tavern right now, boasting to all about how much time and cost he saves for the business. There is never any mention of my contributions, my (far superior) skill with a blade. He believes he is so great.
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 8, 2014 23:31:45 GMT
My friend, please ignore any backbiting my brother Ezdab may attempt on me in his letters to you. We have been feuding. He is a skilled enchanter and warrior, but he is not me. My father always said that none but the Sword Saints of old could rival my blade, and my sense of direction would make me a superior scout. He was correct on both counts!
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 11, 2014 3:13:38 GMT
Apologies for the delay. Work & stuff. In contrast, it seems ZOS wanted to scare the hell out of me for missing my check in yesterday. The story continues below...
6-9-14 My friend, may this set of components avail you. I regret to inform you that my brother Ezdab is no longer with us. Rest assured this will not complicate our business relationship in the slightest.
6-10-14 Esteemed employer, I now realize I was unclear in my last correspondence. My brother is very much alive, though he has taken his business elsewhere. He refuses to express the nature of his absence, and I find myself competing with him in scouring the land for runestones and their like. I'll do my best to weather this development.
Now aren't you all glad I was able to get both of those chapters at the same time?
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Post by thehollow on Jun 12, 2014 13:24:14 GMT
Thanks for posting these. These are a bit different from the one we have in DaggerFall, but similar stories.
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 13, 2014 2:09:41 GMT
Esteemed employer, it is I, Abnab, with the latest shipment of components. I am afraid my brother continues to compete wit me for resources, though I've managed to stay pace ahead of him. I remain bewildered at his abandonment, as we have worked together all our lives.He shames me, and he shames our family.
Honored employer, it is I, Ezdab, who writes you. I hope these components serve you well. YOU shall not be receiving a package from my brother Abnab this month, as he is indisposed. He has no components to give you, at any rate--his skills cannot compare to my tremendous abilities. I have always known his arrogance would be his downfall, and today I proved it.
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 19, 2014 1:29:51 GMT
time for a big post. It's been a busy week at work, but I made sure to at least grab my stories...
I've completed another shipment for you, esteemed employer, though my brother has betrayed me, and works to undermine me. The bastard stole the last shipment I collected. I have challenged the ruffian to a duel, as only one of us is going to provide this service to you. Enjoy your components, and prepare for many more from me.
I'm pleased to report my brother and I have resolved our differences. We dueled atop the highest desert dune we could find. Sparks from the crossing of our swords lit the night, and Ezdab matched me strike for strike until, with a final, gleaming slash, our blades shattered. No blood had been drawn, and there was nothing left to do but clasp our hands.
May these components avail you, my friend. I hope you've used what I've sent both often and well. The power of enchanting should never be underestimated! Give me a dozen ways to defeat an opponent, and I'l give you twice as many enchantments to turn the tide!
Another shipment for you, esteemed employer. I have come to a realization today that I replace more swords than the average adventurer. Brother Ezdab tells me it is the way I use them: as doorstops, to fell trees, shave. But what does he know? Ezdab believes that the Dwarves tossed a hammer across a continent.
Few weapons can match the elegant design of a good blade, and among blades, the scimitars of the Redguards stand as shining examples. The only possible improvement on such a weapon is an enchantment. You should try it. I doubt the spirit swords of the Sword Saints ever existed, but flaming scimitars do. I crafted one this morning.
May these components avail you, friend! Let it never be said that a sword isn't worth sharpening. I lost a scimitar today, when I thrust it into the gnashing gears of a Dwarven construct. I don't lament it--even a masterfully crafted blade can be replaced. Fortunately for me, even a lethal Dwarven machine is susceptible to a Redguard blade!
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 21, 2014 1:48:54 GMT
Hagravens can be dangerous opponents, but my brother and I have become quite adept at fogging their minds by striking them in the brow with our hilts. They can't light the cave on fire when they can't see straight, and they're much easier to slay that way. May these components avail you!
Your enchanting skills should be quite formidable at this juncture, esteemed employer. Have you considered utilizing a crushing enchantment? Such enchantments can turn the sharpest blade into effective bludgeoning instruments. Properly applied, one can smash ebony armor with the knife from one's boot!
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 21, 2014 16:46:39 GMT
Esteemed employer, my brother and I passed a Breton village under siege by creatures of angry, crimson skin. We skirted the edge of the commune, and the sounds of clashing metal, cries of death, and the smell of burning flesh gave us horrified pause. We moved on. My brother and I are not heroes; not everyone can be you, my friend.
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Post by dorgaria on Jun 23, 2014 0:10:35 GMT
My brother and I were taking a shortcut in the city sewers (which were surprisingly unguarded) when we ran across a horde of crocodiles. Before today, I had never been in a city sewer before, nor had I seen a crocodile. Collecting for you certainly keeps life interesting. May these components avail you. They may be slightly odorous.
The life of a component collector is a dangerous one, esteemed employer. As a Redguard swordsman, I regularly practice sword forms to ensure my skills are as sharpened as my blades. I've heard the Sword Saints of old practiced forms that could conjure gusts of wind, and allow them to take flight like birds. Why, then, did they ever build staircases?
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