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Entry 27: We left Windhelm at sunrise and were immediately attacked by a dragon near the farms on the road. Derkeethus fought valiantly despite being a humble miner. He expressed to me that he felt out of his depth after we had slain the beast- I told him that I understood, it seems the roads...

Entry 26: I entered Falkreath near midnight after that business with the Dark Brotherhood and stayed a night and a morning at Dead Man’s Drink. I sorted through my tomes and parchments and came across a note, unread, that Thoron (the mad wizard whom Erandur and I had slain in the sewers of...

Entry 25: The Dark Brotherhood is dead. Their knives will no longer strike at the innocent in the dark, and their cloaks will no longer billow unnoticed and unchecked in our cities. I cut each one of them down- mages, swordsmen, and one who I recognized as having the beast blood. Emptying their...

Entry 24: I traveled from the Frozen Hearth to Dawnstar, visiting Erandur at his vigil. Finally, I offloaded the Daedric artifacts we had been collecting for months. I sat in one of the pews and personally witnessed Erandur’s destruction of them. This is not to say that I distrusted Erandur...

Entry 23: I returned to Whiterun, crafting another set of iron weapons fit for enchantment. I sold them to Eorlund and brought the proceeds to Danica, the priestess of Kynareth, who further instructed me on the practice of restoration magic that I have made a habit of using on my travels. I...

Entry 22: We traveled to the arranged meeting spot with the alleged “buyer” who sent message to us about trading for the sword of Jyggalag. Expecting trouble, we came armed. To no surprise, the buyer was one of the golden-skinned Daedra of the Golden Saints tribe. I informed her that I had no...

Entry 21: Erandur agreed it was time for him to conclude his journey with me for now, and I saw it fit to travel with him back to Dawnstar, planning a nights rest in Dragon Bridge after delivering news to the Penitus Oculatus of the death of the Dark Brotherhood’s leader. As we were leaving...

Entry 20: Erandur and I met back up in Solitude after my misadventure with the Dark Brotherhood. We rested and ate a night and a day in the Winking Skeever, and headed into the sewers under cloak of night to search our the wizard Thoron. We discovered a strange breakage of the sewer wall and...

Entry 19: Arriving at Fort Dawnguard, we entered to find that a Vigilant of Stendarr had just arrived and delivered the message of their destruction in the Pale. Isran, their leader, seems like a very careful man, but there is something else; I cannot tell if what I am sensing from him is honor...

Entry 18: Erandur has committed to continue traveling with me, at least until we reach Fort Dawnguard in the southeast. On our way south from the Frozen Hearth in Winterhold, we encountered the bandit clan known as the Seducers, who are in competition with the Saints group in the plains near...

Note: I thought it needful to record my thoughts on the tragedy that has befallen the Vigilants of Stendarr. My dealings with them have been relatively scarce. I have, more than once, resorted to violence in self-defense while in the form of the beast from such Vigilants, but since my...

Entry 17: As we left Breezehome and headed out the gates of Whiterun, I handed Erandur my letter, and asked that he deeply consider the things I have written. I have seen it most wise to express myself to him by means of parable and dark saying, as he is well versed in the interpretation of...

For Erandur, There was once a great Kingdom which was reigned by The King. He was ultimately Kind; intimately caring for the needs of his people. He was ultimately Just; correct in all his dealings. He was ultimately Powerful; using his right hand to maintain order, and his left hand to affect...

Entry 16: Our visit to Whiterun, which was meant to only last a night, was extended, and we ended up spending five days within the walls. Erandur had never been to the city before, and so he went site-seeing, trading, and conversing with the priests and priestesses of Kynareth at the temple. He...

Entry 15: It's been another few days, and I have only taken scarce notes during our travels, so here is my attempt to compile them. I ended up traveling with Erandur to the cannibal’s lair, using a priest of Arkay as the bait. Turns out a good few of Markarth’s store owners were in attendance...

Entry 14: I lie awake at midnight, stirred from sleep by a dream. In the visions of the night I saw a great bridge made of bone. On the other end of the bridge was a great hall made of solid stone reaching into the sky. Flames crept up from the ground, burning the bridge to dust. I thought to...

Entry 13: My hunt for the artifacts has led me to Markarth, where Erandur and I will stay for a night or two before we make the trek to what the guards call “Dead Crone Rock.” These Forsworn are vicious; physically, they have not put up much of a fight, as they mostly live off of a diet of...

Entry 12: Having regained my strength, I brought out my armor and swords once again and laid them out on my bed in the Frozen Hearth. They still smelled beastly, and thus, I took a moment to clean them with a solution I bought from Birna. Donning them once again, I took some time to do some...

Entry 11: It has been about a week since my last entry. I was not expecting the time of recovery that slaying the Beast within would require. After meditating on the beastblood in Ysgramor’s tomb, I stumbled upon the shield of mighty Ysgramor himself. With shield in one hand and Skyforge...

Entry 10: It all happened so fast. Kodlak Whitemane is dead, singing in Sovngarde. While I haven’t sleep well since I took the beast blood, I haven’t rested in days. The moment I got back from slaying the witches and peering into the mysteries of “soul-magic,” I was met with Kodak’s death...