I have just returned to Bruma after a long hunting trip in the mountains. I had to slay wolves and Mountainlions and guess what !!! The massive Black Bears finally showed up!!! First, I was so exited about them that I hid behind a rock and just watched them for a loooong time. But suddenly, another hunter shot one of the bears, but when I looked closely, it was no hunter. It was, a black bow bandit. I got so angry at him because I mean.. This is my goal. To find the black bear, and slay it! But that bastard killed one of the black beauties! I was so frustrated that I accually did something the Champion of Cyrodiil never would have done. I aimed a him and shot the bastard, and ran over to him. He was begging for mercy when I aimed at him once again, and shot the final arrow of his peace. I then sneaked over to the dead black bear, and cut off a piece of his pelt. Then, I leaved the other bears alone. All these years of seeking it, and then a bastard bandit make me feel like the black bears are like the emperor or something, and then I leave them alone. I think that the next time I see one of the beatuties I will maybe just leave it's space, or maybe, I will slay it.
I am currently laying in one of the hard painful beds in the Cheydinhal Fighters Guild. Burz is snoaring as hell, so I do not know if I will just take a walk outside to make me feel more tired. I have had a proper meal just a few hours ago. Bread loaf, cheese, an apple, an orange a glass of Tamika's west Weald wine and some crab meat. The meat from the mudcrabs sure is fine meat! Like everyone in town says. Well, enough about thinking of the great food. Im just going to take that walk now. No need to just lay here the rest of the night and listen to Burz gro-Khash's snoaring.
- Clarissa,
The wood elf.
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