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The Forsaken Village
Today, while wandering through a village long abandoned to time and rot, I found something I wasn’t ready for. I had come to this place with Akech-Chun, to help him uncover what was taken from his mind. His memories are scattered, broken like clay pots on stone, and this ruin might hold the pieces. But…
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Of Golden Pursuits and Golden Guars
While lending my sword—and admittedly, my curiosity—to the guild’s efforts in the Golden Pursuit, I found myself in a bit of an unexpected moment. We were scouting the edge of some ruins, chasing the usual whispers of coin and chaos, when he appeared. Just appeared, as he does. Cadwell. Sprung from nowhere, humming tunelessly and…
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Somewhere Between Regret and a Favor
While doing a bit of… borrowing, let’s call it that for the sake of politeness, I came across something strange. Nestled in the bottom of a dusty chest, between some rusted tools and a folded map of questionable accuracy, were a pair of calipers. Not just any calipers. These were wrapped in Guar skin. At…
Guartastic
Journal entries of a Guar admirer from all over Tamriel