Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

Eric said in the letter that he and Moira were successfully teleported to a secret place in the Mowanska Fortress. The black-robed uncle Sam who hosted the drinking contest in the Whiterun Tavern was actually the dissolute demon god Bloody. The so-called wedding was just one of a series of pranks played by the demon god on him. In the end, the Bloody Demon God not only canceled his engagement with Moira, but also gave him a rose, saying that every time a petal was torn off, a demon warrior under Bloody's command could be summoned to help. Eric counted the petals and found that there were as many as 25 petals. The Bloody Rose in the other world is no longer a staff that can be infinitely charged, and the number of 25 summons is not a lot, but this task has troubled us for two months. I have become numb to the differences between the other world and the game. Whether it is the weakened version of the demon artifact or Barbas who often pretends to be a pet, it makes my survival in Skyrim more difficult.

After bidding farewell to the demon Bloody and Moira, Eric returned to Yuehuaska alone. As soon as he entered the door, Farkas scolded him and said that he had entrusted the wrong person. It turned out that Ennis separated from us at Waltham Tower and headed towards Whiterun alone with seven bandit captives. He knew very well that he would only be truly safe when he saw the guards of Whiterun, so Ennis had no intention of resting before crossing the White River. He waved a long sword to bluff and forced the captives to move forward. However, the farmers who only knew how to farm and raise sheep were no match for the desperate robbers. The seven people took turns to make trouble. Some said they had diarrhea, some said they had malaria, and some said they were addicted to drugs. They had to get a bottle of the purest skooma, otherwise they could not move. They made a fuss for most of the day until it was almost dark, and the group did not reach the White River Ferry.

Ennis was a little panicked. If he stopped to rest, he might never open his eyes again. If he traveled overnight, he was afraid that these pieces of meat would cause him more trouble. While he was hesitating, he met a group of fully armed bandits. The leader introduced himself as a kind man named Haval, who specialized in repairing bridges and roads, helping to store luggage and goods indefinitely, and protecting the safety of travelers. He asked Ennis to leave some money for the passage so that the kind man could continue his good deeds. Ennis not only left all the cash on his body to the kind man, but also asked the kind man to take care of his seven good brothers. Then the kind man sent two brothers to escort him to the edge of the cliff and kicked him into the White River.

This guy was really lucky. He experienced unprotected bungee jumping in the canyon, and then drifted in his body. He was not dead. When he woke up, he was back near Waltham Tower. The unlucky guy, who was soaked all over, went back to the tower to dry his clothes, and took a shortcut back to Whiterun. Ennis, who claimed to be a businessman, was quite frustrated because he came to the city naked and went out naked twice. Fortunately, he could go to Yuewaska to ask for help this time. Torva was heard to be a fellow villager of Eric, a good drinking buddy, and he was very enthusiastic. However, as a drunkard, he naturally had no savings, so the matter went back to Farkas. Fortunately, the comrades had a great reputation in Whiterun, and soon gathered a batch of food. Led by Torva and Artis, they followed Ennis to Loristed Town to relieve the famine.

It costs money to buy food, and it also costs money to send two Companions to go on missions. These two bills were of course charged to Eric. As soon as this silly boy entered the door, he was notified that he owed the Companions thousands of Septim, and that was after deducting the commission for the task of clearing Waltham Tower. Farkas comforted Eric and said that if he took the missions diligently, he would only go without food and drink for three or four months, which was not a big deal. And the seven captives and all the cash, in theory, belonged to the Companions. Yuevaska's spoils were robbed at his doorstep, which was a great shame. If he admitted this, he would not be able to survive in Skyrim in the future, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive in Whiterun. So Eric and Ria, two new recruits, were sent to search the east bank of the White River, in order to find the hiding place of the great man Hvar, and send him to the Whalebone Bridge in Sovngarde to learn the essence of collecting tolls from the old predecessors.

Eric was also told that only by defeating Haval and taking back the property and honor belonging to the Companions could he become a formal member of the Companions.

"Locker, I can't go back to Helgen for the time being. You and Lund must be careful. If the situation becomes tense, you can come to Whiterun for refuge. After I finish the business at hand, I will rush over to meet you as soon as possible. Also, please be sure to say hello to Miss Angie on my behalf."

This guy is probably anxious to meet up with Angie! The Haval he mentioned should be the bandit leader of the White River Watch Camp. This guy led his men to occupy a cave at the foot of the northern side of the Hrothgar Peak, from where they can overlook the White River Ferry. This group of people is not far from Whiterun. The Haval in the game even complains that Lord Balgruuf has increased patrols. It's their bad luck to run into the Companions this time. This Haval has a wrist guard that increases the damage of two-handed weapons, which is just right for Eric to use. This kid always gets good things. He is really lucky.

According to the news from the Sentinel Cassidy, I speculate that Eric will go to Dustman Cairns to look for the fragments of Uthrad next, which requires him to stay in the Companions for a while, and it is unlikely that he will participate in our counterattack. Rigel did not react much to his absence. Although Eric is a top-notch expert among us, he is a member of the Companions after all, not a subordinate of Baron Helgen. Even Angie and Floki are only regarded as guest coaches invited by the Baron and are not included in the guard sequence.

"Locke, the most urgent task is to force the Imperials out from behind the city wall. If we can't take down Howling Bastion, we have to think of other ways. Kid, don't think too much. You were right not to let Rigel take the risk, but we can't keep wasting time like this."

Rigel complained about my decision not to storm the Howling Bastion, but Dad obviously agreed with my choice. However, when it came to forcing the Imperial Legion to fight, none of the three of us had a feasible plan. Sending inadequately trained recruits to storm the city walls was tantamount to sending them to their deaths. Eating up all the resources would only bring about a greater crisis. The dilemma was frustrating. This emotion was reinforced in the afternoon. I originally wanted to ease the tension with Eddie and told him to be careful with his words and actions, but the topic inevitably turned to the money-grabbing order issued by Lund.

"Brother, I know he and you are from the same hometown, but can you be fair? How can he do things like that? He has a tiny bit of power, but he wants to take advantage of other people's wallets! If it weren't for your face, who would fall for him? I think you should stop scolding me and take care of your fellow villager. If you keep going like this, he will ruin all your good relationships."

"Lund is also in trouble. He has no cash on hand, so other towns and villages are unwilling to do business with us. This is indeed not a glorious thing to do, but it is also a last resort. Besides, he has signed the receipt..."

When Eddie heard the receipt, he got even angrier and interrupted me with a wave of his hand.

"Don't mention it! He said he was borrowing money, but he didn't pay interest. When it comes time to repay, he has to use the materials from the quarry and the lumber mill to pay off half of the money! What's the use of so many stones and wood for me, a hotel owner? Can Lund eat dumplings stuffed with wood skin and stone? Don't say he has any difficulties. Didn't the eldest brother have any difficulties when he was in charge? No matter how difficult he is, his house was not burned down and occupied by the imperials. No matter how big his difficulties are, can they be more difficult than those people who are fleeing in the town?"

I really want to say that Lund and my home were also destroyed by the imperials. We are also exiles who have left our homes. I also want to say that if Rigel had not spent money lavishly and left Lund with such a mess, he would not have to bear the infamy and be despised by others. Who doesn't like to add icing on the cake? Who doesn't want everyone to be happy? Who doesn't know that being criticized by thousands of people will end in vain? But is the thing that everyone agrees on right? If you are unwilling to withstand the pressure and do those things that offend people but are right, but only pick up the nice words that everyone likes to hear, only make those so-called muddled decisions that conform to the will of the people, and do petty tricks, or even enrich yourself, until you cause a huge disaster, and finally when the disaster comes, you cry out for injustice and say that the ministers have misled me, what's the use?

Thanks to the Nords' lack of history records, many figures and events of the First Age have been lost and turned into nonsense myths. If they were placed in China, those who put billions of people in dire straits would be described as tyrants and evil rulers in history books, even if they were glorious during their lifetime and their country was destroyed after their death. And those evil tyrants who fanned the flames and helped the tyrants to commit atrocities would be ashamed even to their descendants. The saying "Since the Song Dynasty, few people have been named Hui, and I am ashamed to be named Qin when I stand before the grave" means that tyrants and treacherous ministers will always be despised by the world, and even future generations will not be able to raise their heads.

But in the end I didn't say these words, I just sighed.

"I'll go talk to Lund and listen to his ideas. No matter what, we can only work together now. If he really gives you stones and wood in the future, you can sell them to me."

"Brother, that's not what I meant. I just can't stand his bullying behavior. We all follow the boss and have been through blood and sweat, but we don't dare to bully others like this. He'd better not provoke me again, otherwise, even if it's for your sake, I won't care about you, brother!"

I comforted Eddie with kind words and promised him that I would have a good talk with Lund. Only then did I escape from the inn. It was really frustrating. I had tried every possible means to find a way out for everyone, but even my closest brothers could not understand. And Dad and Danger, these two old foxes pushed Lund and me to the front to be beaten and scolded, while they hid in the dark to reap the benefits. We worked hard, but they were the biggest beneficiaries! Even if it was really difficult to offend the public anger, Lund could be pushed out as a scapegoat. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. But what could I do? What could Lund do? Two farm kids with no foundation, could they still dream of taking advantage of the nobles?

But facing a strong enemy like Tullius, if we cannot unite as one, once things become hopeless, who can remain unscathed? When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact? There is no other way for me to choose now. I can only respond to each move and face the challenge head-on, hoping that there will be a day when the clouds will clear and the sun will shine.

Even though there are traps everywhere and people are gathering around me, I am not afraid!

After leaving the hotel, I went straight to the castle. Lund's office was in the corner of the first floor. However, I was stopped by a cloaked woman on the way.

"Lord Locke, may I spare you a moment of your time? I have a small matter for you to help me with."

The voice definitely doesn't belong to a young woman, and it looks very unfamiliar. I really can't guess who she is.

"Excuse me, ma'am, who are you?"