At first appearance it apeared as just another virutal treasure trove to be plundered then moved on from. Some ice drakes, a few spiders, the odd low level Falmer. Then an apparition that flickered into view then retreated while facing me down a corner to disapear out of my site. That was odd most such appearances result in an attack usually by one or more apparition. This one appeared to be leading me along. Finally she stops and gazes at me when I approach she dissapears but I find a journal where she stood. She was a refuge from Morrowind who took a salt strider that her brother sacrificed himself to put her on. Soon after reaching Skyrim the Salt Strider expired so with its salted meat they set off on foot. How they came to be in this passage it does not say the last entry written by her dying hand tells how she used the skills learned as a battlemage to stand off some attack, unfortunately she caused a collapse that saved her party but she was crushed by the rock. I take the staff gently from her hand promising to take it to the Srhine of Azura I have heard talk off.
Following the direction that her fingers point I find that the cave continues in another section. Oddly there is Dwemer machinery but it gives no appearance of the ruins I have explored in other places. There are several bears and wolves here and I wonder how they are getting in but see no discernable entrance so I push on. Soon another apparition visits me a small weeping child leads me to her journal. It speaks of the sightless white elves seen gazing from the shadows. Next to it is a book about the fued between the Dwemer and Chimer, how in the time of Vivec the Tribunal came to be and how the Chimer fell to become as they are today. Right before the child disapears she turns and points at something in the distance.
I look and there is a path leading up. I will have to keep my eyes open for Falmar as that is no doubt what the child saw at her end. Soon I see the telltale signs of the insects they keep, soon enough the first hut comes into view. I back up a little lay a rune of fire on my probable retreat path then going stealthly up the path I position myself and raise my bow. Soon enough the Falmar pauses in his guard route and out of the darkness my arrow flies. The shot is true and good but unseen one drops from the roof of the cavern to pursue. Caught of guard I retreate back to prepare myself for hand to hand battle. Dodging around a corner I ready my sword and shield, the explosion of my rune tells me the location of my target and I charge in to battle.
Continuing on yet another apparition appears aggresively motioning me on towards him. HIs journal speaks of a deal for a map traded for a glass dagger to be a false path, the road collapsed under them trapping them in this cavern. One of the party spoke of the ancient Dwemer highway, the only chance they had! Now a trod the same path determined that my fate will not be the same. Falmar, I can hear them sneaking, the chittering of the company they keep. Vengeance will be served.




