» Wed Jun 06, 2012 3:23 am
As Iizlovaas finally managed to outwit the angry dragon by using an invisibility potion and sneaking away, fate would have her run into the same dragon a bit further along the way. This dragon had to be really furious over her invading his lair! After some contemplating on what to do, a lot of sneaking around and back, and taking a very roundabout escape route, Iizlovaas do Mirdogrohiik eventually ended up at a place far enough from the circling dragon: its lair. Well, she tought it was anyway, but to her horror she noticed there already was a dragon sitting on the Shearpoint lair. Turned out the airborne dragon was a different one altogether, and the territorial one had returned to its lair long ago, with "Iiz-mir" stuck between the two sneaking about. Ah well, misunderstandings happen, and since the Shearpoint dragon had calmed down sneaking around him was a piece of cake to her.
On the way luck was with her, as she discovered an old dwemer ruin inhabited by a few bandits. From her very high position, she managed to kill three of them relatively unnoticed with her bow and dwemer arrows, at which the bandit chief apparently was very angry and frustrated (or maybe he felt he couldn't live without them?). His reaction was way too reckless anyway, as he ran very quickly towards the edge of the first level floor, must've stumbled, and fell down to his death. Easy fight was easy. Iizmir then only had to proceed by going down and finish the few other bandits, and be on her merry way again since the ruin had no interior. Fortunately, her horse still stood where she had left him before, and the both of them traveled on to Whiterun.
When she arrived there, she walked over to her home to grab some fine clothes and her typical silver jewellery, ran over to Dragonsreach to take a bath, change into her garments and put on the Amulet of Dibella, to afterwards politely persuade the jarl to do a favour for her. Understandably (especially concerning the nature of her request), he asked her a favour in return, which she accepted gladly. Iizmir didn't like war either, civil or not. The war with the Aldmeri Dominion had transformed the farmers where she came from into greedy, aggressive monsters who would kill a food stealing vagabond without too much fuss, hence her heavy dislike for any war, and in extension the thalmor. Not like her forced escape from the Cyrodiilic region had resulted in nothing but bad happenings (well, maybe the start wasn't very bright. Especially not that part where she got knocked out to wake up in a cart), but she still missed her little natural cave home with additional ancient Nord tomb bunker and draugr guards.
And so, she went on towards High Hrothgar, by foot this time, and making a little detour via the Glenmoril witches' cove, the Bear guardian and the vampire dude Vighar or something. Iizmir now hopes the witches will at least be more careful next time they provide someone with extra power, as she's killed one in her werewolf form to teach them a lesson.