8 Heartfire 2E583
I was wandering Grahtwood aimlessly trying clear to the cold that had hit me overnight when I ran across a skull sitting amongst the towering oaks of the Valenwood. I was so startled by the talking skull I stopped to listen to the nonstop chatter from Dringoth, the name of the owner of the skull. Dringoth was quite adamant that I find all of his bones and reassemble his skeleton so that the “wormies” (his nickname for the cult disturbing the dead and stealing bones). I quickly found all of his missing bones and the reassembled Dringoth quickly became friends with my dog, which I found quite endearing.
As Dringoth and I worked to restore the peaceful slumber of the dead I ran across a most interesting tome, Last of the Old Bones. I sat down to read while Dringoth nattered on about wormies. I will let you discover the book for yourself but somehow I knew Dringoth was connected to the events of the book.
Soon enough I was faced with appeasing the other angry spirits of the disturbed dead who blamed Dringoth for the invasion of the wormies and their current predicament. I had to chose between appeasing the angry dead or trying to find a peaceful resolution that would make all of the dead rest in relative peace. Deciding to help Dringoth instead of appeasing the others, together we solved the problem and allowed all of the dead to rest in peace.
My adventure with Dringoth didn’t cure my cold but it made me forgot about it for a little while and really what more could you want? Of course that was before I ate a live frog and had a conversation with an ancient tree! Just another exciting day serving the Eight on Nirn.