---Heartfire,
12th, 4E 201---
I
succeeded in convincing Eola that I was willing to join her
cannibalistic cult. With the help of Priest Varuvius from the Hall of
the Dead, who was intended to be the "main course" at my
initiation party, I got all of the cultists together. I was shocked
by who I found seated in that cavern. The man who works the stables,
the nice girl who runs the general store, and the town butcher were
among them! Enraged, I struck them all down. Mjoll was proud of me. I
think she worried that due to my beast side I would be tempted to go
through with the macabre ritual, but in fact it was my experience
resisting the pull of the beast which helped me resist Namira's call.
On
our way back into town we overheard some miners from a gold mine up
the road telling their fellows at the mine outside of the city that
they had been attacked by Forsworn. I agreed to clear the Forsworn
from the mine, expecting to be able to rout them with ease, but once
there I found a surprise waiting. Leading the tribal clan was a man
of impressive stature with a scar in his chest, as if someone had cut
into his heart. While Odvar, Barbas and Mjoll dispatched with the
Forsworn themselves, I attacked this man. I swung Goldbrand, but it
barely nicked the man's skin. He retaliated with a frostbite spell
which I only survived thanks to my Nord blood.
I
countered with a strike of my shield, but the man didn't staggar.
Desperately I shouted Fus Ro at the man. He was toppled long enough
for me to strike a decisive blow, but I still would have lost the
fight once he regained his footing had Odvar not stepped up to aid
me. Now I understand the danger of these Forsworn. They are
murderers, and they have the power to transform themselves into some
of the most powerful warriors that I've ever seen, it would seem by
removing their hearts and replacing them with a strange magical plant
briar. The issue of the dragon's, however, takes precident over these
Forsworn, and so my party and I set out again tomorrow to continue
our journey.
I
will be happy to leave the Reach behind. While Markarth is
impressive, and the mountianous terrain is impressive just as well, I have
accumulated too many depressing memories in this place to enjoy it
any longer.
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