I left the Wayshrine of Dibella, en route to Bruma and the Wayshrine of Akatosh. Hopefully the road wouldn’t be riddled with bandits again. I started down the road and approached Wenyon Priory. It looked to be an interesting place, and I considered stopping. I decided not to however, as I wanted to finish my pilgrimage first. So far no bandits. So far so good. That is, until I noticed a rather unfortunate traveler being chased, and bitten by a wolf.

I decided to assist him, and ran behind him shooting arrows into, around, and way off target of the wolf. I lost quite a few arrows, but it was all fine for I saved the life of the traveler. I went back onto the road after weaving in and out of it for a while, to come across… you guessed it didn’t you. A bandit.

I had had enough of these road-urchins. I killed him, and walked by without a second thought. Actually, as I passed I scared myself. I just took another life, and I felt nothing for it. These roads had hardened me, and I now did not know what I am capable of doing to other people. I walked on, continuing towards Bruma.

There were two more wolves on the road past the bandit. These roads seemed to be covered in them. The next bit of walking was uneventful until I ran into a fellow traveler. He seemed to be having a good walk along through the forest. He also had some nice boots on. I actually thought for a second of taking them from his corpse, and decided I definitely needed a few days of rest after finding this next wayshrine.

I passed him before my arms moved to string an arrow by themselves. I ran across a Kajiit traveler after only a bit, not knowing whether he was a bandit or not. Luckily, he wasn’t, because I did not want to deal with his warhammer. Then, the wolf attacked. He was a normal wolf, and was destroyed by an Imperial Guard who happened to be passing by. I took the pelt, and walked on up the road. The Guard going in the opposite direction.

As I continued up the road, I rose in elevation. Eventually, I could get a pretty good view of the surrounding land.

The Imperial City looked very majestic, and it was a nice sight to see. Shining up on me, as if the Nine themselves were urging me onward. The great tower jutting up into the sky, and I could sense a great yearning to return to it. All in good time though.

The air was getting colder, and crisper as I neared the peak of the mountain and towards Bruma. As I continued on, the ground changed to a much more gray, bleak type of rock. And snow became apparent on the ground and in the trees.

I was glad I was wearing my fur armor then, as it made me nice and warm. No matter how it smelled. I kept walking until a peculiar sight appeared before me. Two Imperial Guards were standing, firing arrows into each other wildly. The far one appeared to be losing. I did not want to get into it, so I hid behind some rocks.

They duked it out, and one killed the other. I walked up to the deceased Imperial Guard. He appeared to be young. I did not know what he had done to have the other kill him. I took his silver bow (for appearances), and his armor for more protection against bandits. It probably wasn’t the right thing to do, but I was in the rough here. Just a bit with the bandits and wolves. But from the looks of things, so were they.

And then, they decided to kill a deer. For no reason, but I’m not complaining. Free venison!

I walked around the wall of Bruma and down a very steep hill, following the wayshrine map. It lead me back down to the road, from which I went back into the forest and looked at the map again. I found what I thought the direction was and set off towards it. I was dead-on (much like my marksmanship), and it was there before me.

I walked to it and prayed at the altar in the middle. Akatosh blessed me and bade me go in search of the other wayshrines. I looked up into the sky as it began to snow at that exact moment. It was such a beautiful few minutes that I didn’t move. Just kept staring directly up.

The snow ended and I knew it was time to get to Bruma. I needed rest for the long journey to the next Wayhsrine. But I could hardly wait to get on the road, to see all of the sights of Cyrodiil.