Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

Chapter 85: Sunrise Month 3, Helgen

"Please bring a letter to Eric for me. The candied apples he sent last time are delicious. You can bring some back on the way, as well as the Shelf Bay grape pie. Uh... by the way, see if there are any mammoth cheese balls. It is said that they are not easy to get. You need to rely on luck. Let me think about what else you can find."

I stared at Angie's performance of reading the menu in amazement. "How did you eat to get such a good figure, little sister?" Eric actually sent her so many things? I haven't eaten any of them! He values ​​women over friends! I rack my brains every day to think of all kinds of snacks for Rigel, why don't I think of buying some from the big city? This pregnant woman has become more and more difficult to serve recently. She thinks fish is fishy, ​​mutton is smelly, pork is too smelly, beef is too hard, white bread is not chewy, and black bread is irritating to the throat. Only sweets are still to her taste. This trip to Whiterun, I plan to go to the market to search for it.

Lund was busy with the mine every day. I, an outsider, couldn't help at all. When I chatted with him, I was disdained and interrupted his train of thought. Hayou happily ran to Akari to redeem himself after getting the money. It was boring for me to stay in the castle alone, so I just ran to Helgen Town to join in the fun. Helgi had been taken to Falkreath by Annis, and Barbas left with her. We didn't meet. This dog seemed to be very patient and had no intention of urging us to complete the task.

Having learned from the last lesson, I went to see Rigel as soon as possible. She used the excuse that she didn't like the dark environment of Howling Bastion and stayed in Helgen Town to protect her pregnancy. However, it is said that Tagel has already started to build a house in Falkreath City. After all, it is not easy to say that the lord's wife always lives in her parents' house. The little saber-tooth tiger was wearing loose clothes, and there was no change in her belly. However, she must be very clear about the impact of pregnancy. In addition to her taste, her personality is also very different from before. She used to have a bad temper, but now she is a little gentle and lazy. She is even more indifferent to the domestic and foreign affairs I mentioned.

"Tell me, is this a boy or a girl? If it's a son, I'll name him Locke, okay?"

"No...don't...let Lord Tager or Lord Horik decide on the naming."

This almost scared me to death. If I really called him Locke, wouldn't it be like exposing our affair? It would be strange if that old fox Danger would let me go. Maybe I was too decisive in admitting my defeat, so Rigel looked unhappy and sent me away with a few perfunctory words. But isn't this also a thorn in my heart?

I have now roughly figured out the naming habits of the Nords. Most civilians do not have surnames, but only a given name. In order to accurately match the name with the person, the father's name is usually added. If there is a nickname, it is suffixed after the father's name. For example, Eric, his father is called Muraki, and his nickname is "Muraki", so his full name is Eric Murakisson Murakisson. "Song" means someone's son, and the daughter is "Stot". And those families with surnames, tracing back several generations, must be nobles. After marriage, the wife takes the husband's surname, but she can also keep her original surname and suffix her husband's surname at the end, such as Rigel. If she signs her full name on a formal document, the result will be as follows:

Rigel Jägersdotter Horik Stuhn Strongarm.

For a first-generation noble like me, my children will be named Rocker or Rockerson, or my fiefdom, the Bloody Throne. But the child of Rigel and I can only be called Sidgelson or Sidgelsdot in the future, and will not have any relationship with me. Even if Rigel and I can achieve a happy ending by chance in the future, it is unlikely that this child will recognize his ancestry. Every time I think of this, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, and I can only relieve it by finding something to work hard. So after I came out of Rigel, I went straight to the training ground, and my spear shook, piercing a training straw man with holes all over it, until Angie found that I was in a bad mood, and then she pulled me to Eddie's inn and asked me to send a letter to Eric.

The hotel has recently encountered problems, and Eddie can't think of a solution. The situation is not complicated. His juniper series of liquors were originally only well-known in Helgen Town, and the demand has never been large. Now that the market in Falkreath City has suddenly opened up, it has been discovered that the supply of juniper is insufficient. With orders in hand and cash in pocket, the raw materials are nowhere to be found, which leads to the inability to increase production capacity and expand the scale, and naturally there is no way to talk about sales. Eddie has always regarded me as a golden finger, and never discusses daily affairs with me. He only throws them to me when he encounters problems that cannot be solved, and this time is no exception.

"Brother, what can I do? Speaking of juniper berries, no one would pick them up if they were thrown on the ground in Richland, but there are only a few trees around us. I also asked someone in Riverwood, but no one there sells them. They told me to go to Whiterun to buy some. Can you help me place an order on your way there?"

I felt like this group of people treated me as a purchasing agent. I was there to do business, so how could I have time to go to the market to buy snacks and brewing materials? Besides, Whiterun might not have much stock. I accepted Eddie's errand, but I still advised him not to place a large order, because there are juniper trees near Sunny Garden Fortress. If we can successfully recapture the fortress, it will definitely be more cost-effective to purchase from the Rich people. First of all, they can guarantee a stable supply, and secondly, they are closer. Most importantly, the Rich people are amateurs in business, so we have the final say on the price, right?

This is inside information. After all, how can Eddie, a small innkeeper, know the decision of the Lords' Council? If you really order the goods from Whiterun at a high price, you will have no regrets in the future. So if you want to make money quickly, you have to collude with officials. If officials leak a little information, the profit difference will be much greater. I even considered whether to trick Riverwood Town and first release the news that they are looking to buy a large amount of juniper berries, and then buy them at a low price when they have stockpiled the goods. This can also be a small punishment for them for choosing to stand aside when the imperial army attacks.

Eddie hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but oppose my idea. He just wanted to do business and make a fortune, and promote the juniper series of liquor. In fact, Creekwood Town was his first choice for expansion, and Falkreath City was a pleasant surprise. If the relationship is strained at the beginning, how can we make money from others in the future? Besides, according to my method, the ones who benefit are the suppliers who sell juniper to Creekwood Town. Creekwood Town loses money and will not buy our liquor. It is like offending people and not making money. Eddie repeatedly emphasized that he was considering the problem purely from a business perspective, and he didn't mean to offend me. There was a short period of unhappiness between us, but now we have reconciled and we both cherish this friendship. Angie, who had been watching coldly, also came out to smooth things over.

"You have to change your vindictive character. I'm going to ask Eric to find you a good girl to take care of you. Look how well Murray taught Eddie!"

In fact, it is normal to make such jokes between friends, but it was very harsh to me. Eddie knew what bothered me and was embarrassed. The atmosphere in the room turned cold. Angie immediately realized that she had said something wrong and made an excuse to get away. Eddie comforted me dryly, took a bag of special gin and honey, and asked me to bring it to Eric, and then fled to the kitchen to be intimate with Murray.

I really can't stand seeing these couples showing off their affection in front of me. Even the cat faces of Hayu and Zenabi have become hateful. In the cold sunshine of early spring, I wandered aimlessly in the town, but I only saw the trees on the roadside were teasing each other's branches, whispering ambiguously, and laughing at the lonely single dog.

I really want to chop you all into pieces and use them as firewood!

Lund is the best. He is loyal, hardworking, and down-to-earth. He is also a single dog like me and never shows his affection to me. If I had known that Helgen was so unfriendly, I should have hidden in the mines of the Bloody Throne and used a whip to tattoo the laborers so that they would dig out more stones. Lund is just too soft-hearted. If he was willing to take drastic measures, the efficiency of the quarry would have been improved long ago.

My original plan was to stay in Helgen for two days and visit Ilandur to learn magic, but now I am like a defeated dog, running away at dawn, returning to my den in shame to lick my wounds.

Nearly two weeks have passed since we destroyed the Lucius Legion. I told Stein to prepare to go out and to find Danger tomorrow to quickly complete the mission to Whiterun. Stein was surprised that I decided to take him on a long journey. He was only about 16 or 17 years old, and he was actually a big boy. He was very excited to have the opportunity to go out and see the world. He also knew that I had a bad impression of him, so he acted very diligently, as if he was afraid that I would change my mind.

In fact, the real reason was that I calmed down for a day in the Bloody Throne and thought carefully about what Angie and Eddie said. I can't say when I became the irritable and narrow-minded person I am now. If I had entered Falkreath alone with an iron dagger, would I have been able to break the impasse for Rigel and achieve everything today? I complained before that my father and Danger were selfish and deceitful in the face of a powerful enemy, but now I am the same. In the eyes of others, I am a proud new noble, but who knows my real situation?

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.

I feel that I can no longer allow myself to be carried away by my violent temper. The wind will not last all morning, the rain will not last all day, and the violent will not die a good death. I decided to work hard on cultivating my mind. This retainer, Stein, is the one I am going to use as a training ground. No matter who this guy belongs to, I plan to treat him peacefully. Of course, I will not make him my confidant, but I will not deliberately target him like I did with Sam. I will let everything take its course.

Since Barbas said that my personal talent is limited, if I want to fulfill my oath to expel the Thalmor, I must gather the heroes of the world to serve me. In the future, I will inevitably form alliances. If I am narrow-minded and petty like now, how can I achieve great things? Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, relatives and strangers, and their own pursuits, and I must learn to balance the interests of all parties and unite all the forces that can be united. Although Eddie and Lund are now at odds with each other, they are both people who can endure temporary gains and losses for long-term interests. In this regard, it is really worth learning from them.

Having made up our minds, Stein and I set out from Falkreath on our journey to Whiterun.

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