Day 2

A new day…

I wake up in Anvil at 8:30.  A little bit of a late start, but that’s okay.  I sit down in my room and eat the breakfast that room service set out for me. 

Grapes, bread, and wine.  Not the most healthy breakfast, but at least it will keep my energy up.  I finish eating and leave my room.  As I’m walking down the stairs, I encounter a guy named Wilbur.  He seems like a nice enough fellow.  He informs me that if I murder someone, the Dark Brotherhood will visit me while I’m sleeping.  What a load of crap.  http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa120/85natrapS/Oblivion%20Blog/Oblivion2008-04-2518-51-34-76.jpg 

A bright and sunny morning in Anvil.  I’m ready for my daily workload of picking herbs, shrubs, mushrooms, flowers, and the like.  If Lady Luck is on my side, I’ll hunt as many animals as I did yesterday.  I don’t have very much food, so I stop by a general good store and replenish my supply before I exit Anvil.  Well, I’m going to have to look for a new town.  I don’t care how nice the room at the inn was, I need a cheaper place to stay.  Too bad Mirabelle won’t rent out any rooms to non-sailors.  Apparently she needs her daily dose of seamen.  I head north until I come across Hrota Cave.  I’m curious as to what (or who) is inside, so I decide to take a peek. 

I’m careful to be no more than a shadow in this cave.  I glide swiftly, but quietly across the rugged stone floor.  I don’t see anybody in the room ahead, but there is a wooden door at the far end.  I peek through the cracks in the door.  http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa120/85natrapS/Oblivion%20Blog/Oblivion2008-04-2519-18-49-85.jpg  Looks like the coast is clear.  I open the door, and as I predicted, there isn’t a soul to be found.  I take a couple steps into the room.  I hear the noise of shuffling feet.  I pull out my dagger and blend back into the shadows.  I turn around just in time to see a small rat running in between some crates.  I dig through a chest and procure 10gp.  Seeing as though this cave is (I hope) uninhabited, I assume it’s morally legitamite to scavenge from these abandoned boxes and crates.  I search the rest of the cave and find a bronze necklace.  Well, that wasn’t a total waste.  10gp for me is nothing to sneeze at.  And now I have my first piece of jewelry.  I’m walking towards the exit when I accidently spring a trap.  Oops. 

I alright, just a little surprised.  The spiked flail only took away 1/4 of my total hp.  I pick a few more mushrooms and leave the cave.  Okay, that little cave detour took a few hours.  It’s 3:00pm when I step outside.  I head north picking flowers until it’s 5:00pm.  I have to look for a place to spend the night, because Anvil is too far back.  I look on my map and decide the closest place is the Brina Cross Inn. 

I head inside and chat a bit with the locals.  It’s a small inn and tavern type place.  Everyone inside is pretty friendly except for one person. 

Her name is Caminalda.  From her robes, she’s either a noble or a wizard.  Seeing as how she’s in the Brina Cross Inn, I’m assuming she’s a wizard.  Best not to get on her bad side.  I decide talk to her, and she gives me the stink-eye.  Don’t know what her problem is.  I talk to the innkeeper and rent a bed for the night.  It’s a bargain at 10gp. 

It’s not as nice as the one in Anvil, but it’s a helluva lot cheaper.  I even read this book before I go to sleep.  http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa120/85natrapS/Oblivion%20Blog/Oblivion2008-04-2519-44-02-57.jpg.  Today wasn’t as prosperous as yesterday, but it wasn’t bad.  It’s only 8:00pm, but I want to get an early start tomorrow.  In the morning, I’m heading for Skingrad.