Arrived in Riften this morning, I took a bit of a detour through an old draugr filled crypt and came out with the last word to my shout 'Kyne's Peace' It calms animals within a radius well over a hundred feet now. I'm not sure when I'll have need of it, but it's nice to have mastered another shout.
I still miss Erandur. I'm on my second bottle of Black Briar right now, and I know I should slow down, but why stop? I'm the Dragonborn, I should be able to at least drink myself into a stupor if I so wish. And besides the Argonian here is giving me drinks on the house since I dropped off those amethysts he wanted so badly finally. Hope they have a happy life. Or whatever.
A female Argonian who had a blasted long name gave me this funny lexicon, reminds me of another lexicon I had the other day, can't remember which one though.
There's a guard looking at me funny. It's making me angry.
I feel sick.
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