Creepy Elves and Hollow Stumps

The book was very interesting, and one that Kiseena would like to own again in the future. For now, Kiseena may have to sell it, as it is looks well-made and expensive. After the reading, and the drinking, and the sitting in the sun, Kiseena had little chance holding back the urge to nap. And nap Kiseena did, for many hours.

When Kiseena woke up, it was quite dark. Down in the nearby Seyda Neen, Kiseena could see a guard with torch doing his boring rounds. Also, Kiseena could see a creepy little elf named Fargoth wandering about. This one had not noticed before, but the other people of Seyda Neen seem to dislike talking to or even being near this wood elf. Perhaps Kiseena is being too hard on the mer, but that is not for this one to decide.

As Kiseena watched the wood elf, he began to creep about the outer stone fence that ran about part of the Census building. His path zigged and zagged between the small huts about the shore of town, as if trying to make sure that any following him would be confused and befuddled. In time, no doubt with a proud-of-himself smirk on his mer face, Fargoth crept to the dirty, muck-puddle nearby the large tree and began to wade through its waters. When he was waist-deep, Kiseena saw Fargoth reach down into a stump in the middle and fiddle about.

By the time Kiseena crept down from the lighthouse (by way of the old, dead tree outside, so as not to disturb the keeper), Fargoth had slipped away again, perhaps to change his lower clothing. Kiseena did her best to look, but could not think of a way to retrieve what goods the stump held in such a way as to not touch the smelly water.

Kiseena will never forgive Fargoth, nor that Skyrim-born Hrisskar, for making Kiseena wade through evil waters to retrieve three hundred lousy septims and two lockpicks and that magic ring. The water of the sea was very cold and cleaning Kiseena's pants and fur was not pleasant. If Hrisskar were not such a large man, Kiseena might have decided to keep all of the money found in the stupid stump. He was at least happy enough to let Kiseena keep one hundred of the gold and everything else found in the hiding place.

That will help Kiseena forget about the dirty pool and the creepy elf. If it were not so late in the day, Kiseena would begin the trip to Balmora. If Vvardenfell is as dangerous as Elone and others have hinted, then travelling at mid-night alone is a very bad idea.