Adventures in Morrowind


Written by Than, HappyHannah, ChopSuey666, Nightwish and Hollywood
Directed by Than

The not so gentle rocking of the ship was becoming too much for Camoran.

�Ugghh,� he groaned as his golden skin turned a deep olive �I think I�m gonna be sick�

�What�s this, an Altmer Sick? I didn�t even know it was possible�

�Its possible Rina�we�re just too proud to show it,� just then a wave rocked the ship and Camoran leaned over the railing�

�I am probably the first Breton to ever see a High Elf vomit,� Rina teased. As she said this a big wave rocked the boat knocking her over.

�Ha. Not so high and mighty now,� chuckled Camoran.

�That�s the first time I�ve heard you laugh this whole ride, just sit back and enjoy the fresh air, it�s not so bad�

�Easy for you to say, your not vomiting every 5 minutes�hey why aren�t you feeling sick?�

�Unlike you it�s not my first time on a boat. I took one from High Rock to Summerset Isle�

�Oh I always thought you used your amazing magical abilities you always brag about to teleport over,� Camoran taunted sarcastically.

�Did you teleport there?�

�No�but I did levitate all the way from Alinor to the Skywatch school of magical arts.�

Then out of the cabin came the burly captain.

�Dinners ready you two, mudcrabs and saltrice; get it while it�s hot�

�The idea of food makes me want to�� again Camoran leaned over the railing and vomited.

�I see yer friend hasn�t got his sea legs yet. Don�t worry by the time we reach Morrowind I�ll have made a sailor out of both of you�

�Well I�m starved,� Rina said and went below deck with the cabin and rest of the crew�

Camoran lay on his back watching the coast get smaller and smaller. �Maybe I�ll have better luck in Morrowind,� Camoran whispered to himself.� Another wave rocked the boat and he vomited into the water. �Or maybe not�



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Later that evening Rina sat in the small cabin she was sharing with Camoran. It was late evening and the sun had just disappeared over the horizon, leaving the sky a deep purple colour. It was a clear and calm, the two moons were reflected beautifully in the water. �Really,� Rina thought, as she gazed out over the still water, �There�s no reason for Camoran to be so ill� it�s not like it�s even choppy out there.� For a moment she debated giving him one of the stomach-calming potions she�d made before the journey, then dismissed the idea. It would build his character to experience this, she reasoned, and he would be better for it at the end of the journey. There was no telling how many boats they would have to travel by in the next few months, and if she helped him through this bout of sickness he�d only feel the same next time. �And anyway, haven�t tested the potion yet. There�s no telling what the side-effects might be. He�d never let me forget if I messed up and made him feel worse.� Alchemy had never been Rina�s strong point.

Camoran was still outside on the deck. He found it slightly easier to control the waves of nausea when he could breathe the fresh air, and found it unbearable below deck. Rina reckoned he�d be out there all night and made a mental note to take a blanket up for him later. �At least I won�t have to put up with his snoring.� she thought.

Seeing herself being undisturbed for the rest of the night, Rina decided to get some reading done. She pulled a large tome out of the bottom of her bag, settled herself down on the lower bunk, and began to read. The book she was reading was not part of the curriculum reading lists for the Mages� Guild, or indeed for any of the known schools of magic. Rina had obtained this book through a contact of hers who wouldn�t give his name and was only trackable via the people he did business with, and most of them didn�t like to talk about him either. It had taken a lot of hard work to find it, but Rina was not easily put off when it was something as interesting as this. The book was called �Of Death and Dark Magic�.

Rina absorbed knowledge like a sponge, one of her friends had once said, and it was this endless pursuit of knowledge that had caused her to lose her friends in the Guild. To Rina, it was all the same � one magic art was very like another, they were all just waiting to be studied and learned. Not everyone agreed with this idea and when the Mages� Guild discovered what exactly she had been researching they were not happy. She knew that she would probably lose her friendship with Camoran too if he found out, but she�d never told him what the trouble in the Guild had been due to and she didn�t intend for him to find out. It wasn�t as if she wanted to use the magic, she just wanted to learn about it.

She was utterly absorbed by the book � every page was fascinating to her, and she didn�t notice the door swing open. She looked up just in time to see Camoran sway into the doorway, and she quickly waved her hand over the book, creating the illusion of one of the standard early-level spellbooks. Camoran noticed the shimmer of magic, but put it down to the fact that he still couldn�t focus properly and everything seemed to be going up and down. He promptly felt sick again, but kept control long enough to mutter: �Cold� blanket� before dashing upstairs again to his usual place leaning over the rail.

Rina was shaken. That had been a close call, and she was annoyed with herself for letting it happen. She carefully replaced the book at the bottom of her bag and picked up a blanket to take up to Camoran. He was looking a bit better when she reached him, and he joked to her, �Still reading Easy Spells for Young Mages? I would have thought you�d be past that now! Or is that your secret source of all knowledge?� �The fact that you recognise it so readily suggests that it was on your reading list not so long ago!� she retorted, while inside her heart was racing. How much had he seen?



***



It had been 2 days since they left, and the captain had announced they would be making a quick detour in black marsh to spend the night and stock up on food. Camoran was mad because he had been below deck there were still bags full of food, although the real reason he was mad was he had finally gotten his �sea legs� as the captain had so aptly called them, and was afraid he would lose them once he went on land.

�Now tell me again why we�re stopping,�

�I told ye, we need to get food,� the captain responded.

�Well I was down below deck, and I noticed enough food to last a month at least.�

�What�why were ye down there, anyway not that it�s yer business but that�s our cargo not food. We be transporting it to Morrowind. You should not have been snoopin� down there. You and yer friend are only allowed on the top deck, your cabin, and the mess cabin. I be the cap�n and it be my boat so you will follow my rules. Remember curiosity killed the Khajiit.�

�Now captain, you�re acting as if you have something to hide,� chirped Rina.

�Nonsense - I just don�t like people snoopin� around my boat.�

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�We�re here, now you can spend the night on the boat or in the Argonian's Tail�

�What!� exclaimed Camoran.

�It be the local tavern of Svart Myr, it�s a town of us Nords, so don�t be expecting a lot o� lizards runnin around.�

�Hey Rina, get your nose out of that book and come on.�

Camoran and Rina walked off the boat into the small town of Svart Myr. It was a small town full of shacks. Camoran was surprised all the people's appearances, it seemed vanity wasn�t an issue here at all, unlike in Summerset Isle. At the Skywatch school of Magical arts he had seen relatively few Argonians, but the ones he had seen wore expensive cloaks, the few he saw here wore grimy pants and no shirt, but there weren�t very many, the town, if you could call it that, consisted mostly of Nords.

Camoran saw the captain disappear into a run down shack, but he was too hungry to ponder the captain�s doings. He and Rina walked into the Argonians Tail. Not surprisingly it was filled with drunken Nords, but alone at a table was a man wearing all black, in a hood and mask. It being the only table open Rina and Camoran sat down. The man had been staring into his drink as if thinking.

�Barkeep give me and the lady here two greefs�

�I can speak for myself Camoran, thank you very much�

�Ahh, what will it be little lady,� shouted the barkeep in slurred speech. He was obviously drunk.

�Uhhh�a greef too I guess�

�Har Har, can speak fer yerself can ye?�

Camoran and Rina didn�t speak thinking it would be awkward to talk in front of the man at the table.

Finally Camoran broke the silence, �So what brings you here?�

The man in black looked up revealing two bright red eyes, and then looked back at his glass.

�I see you�re a Dunmer, I haven�t met that many before. You here on business?�

�Sure,� the Dunmer replied.

�What kind of business�

�None of yours.�

A table opened up as a big blonde Nord was thrown out of the tavern.

�Well Camoran, we�re not making friends here, lets go over there,�





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