Work & Strife

On my way to the den, I passed by the Whiterun Wayshrine.

I had heard of these before, but never bothered to visit one. (Mainly because there weren't any around Helgen.) They're pretty much just used as general altars for prayer to the divines.

So I went ahead and stood at the flames and prayed to Akatosh for safety and strength during my travels.

Following Aela's instructions I passed by the Western Watchtower and Fort Greymore. On the road just past Fort Greymore I encountered a ragged looking Khajiit trying to offer me something.

"This one has something sweet for the fellow traveler, if it entices."

"What do you mean?"

"The finest Skooma, made with the sweetest Moon Sugar.. For a fair price, of course."

"No thanks.. This doesn't seem legal.."

"Ah.. A snitch eh? Can't have you running to any guards now, can I?"

He unsheathed his claws and tried to attack me. Keyword being tried.

He met a quick end after two slashes by my sword.

Even though I hadn't technically broken the law, I decided it would be best to hide the body in a nearby bush, out of decency if nothing else. On his corpse I found some gold, a pouch of white powder which I assumed was Moon Sugar, 3 bottles of Skooma, and a large bottle of a strange sap-like substance. I took all of it except for the Moon Sugar and Skooma, then continued on my way.

Reaching the den, it turns out the beast was a Sabre Cat. A very angry Sabre Cat.

Drawing my sword & shield I entered a defensive stance with my shield raised, but the sabre cat simply pounced against my shield with all it's force, knocking me to the ground.

With another slash to the unprotected part of my arm, I was bleeding out. and was also badly injured from blunt force trauma.

I chugged my last minor healing potion but it didn't do much other than heal a few of the bruises from the blunt force of it's paws.

I managed to get a few strikes in on it but I was hurt bad and the sabre cat was still fierce as ever, even with a bloodied eye. So out of panic, I drank the strange substance in the purple bottle I got from the khajiit on the road.

As it slowly creeped down my throat, I instantly began to feel the effects.. I didn't feel the pain from my wounds or bruises, and it made me feel like I could take on an army!

With all the force of a raging atronach I charged forward facing the beast!

And I ran it through.

Afterward, I felt amazing! Like I was invincible!

Until the effects quickly wore off...

I felt like I had just had a hand to hand brawl with a hagraven.. And lost.

With what little strength I had left, I searched through the cove the sabre cat was sleeping in for something to patch myself up.

Luckily I found a Healing potion and some rags to patch myself up with in the chest, along with some other things worth taking.

There were also lots of pelts sitting just outside the cove. I decided to take them since I figured I could either sell them or use them for more field bandaging on the way back to Whiterun, and the unfortunate hunter didn't have use for them anyway.