Today morning I
decided to continue my exploration of the Western part of Whiterun hold. There
is a small town named Rorikstead at the western edge of the hold. I planned to
make my way there and explore bandit hideouts if I spot them. When the sun rose
I had already been walking the tundra West of Whiterun.
Beautiful sight of west Whiterun Hold |
I passed near Silent Moon’s
camp and it was quiet. The bandits kept away from there since I cleared it. My
next leg of the journey was Dustman’s Cairn. Last time I spotted the place I
did not enter. This time I decided to look what is dwelling there. As I entered
I found myself in a small tomb. Suddenly four draugr woke up and gout out
suddenly from their coffins. That was a very unpleasant surprise. The undead
were sturdy but were not fighters with finesse. One by one I cut them down
without trouble. There was a chest with some moderate loot. I did not see any
tunnels or passages leading from the hall so I left the forsaken place.
Dustman's Cairn |
I kept on walking
westward. I bypassed the low mountain that lay in the west part of the hold
from the north. Soon after I got past the western edge of that mountain I
crossed a stream and spotted a cave. I approached it and spotted a bandit
guarding its entrance. The name of the place was Swindler’s Den. Soon as the
brigand heard me approaching, he attacked me at once. The thug swung his mace
wildly but to no avail as I blocked his blow with my shield and with the first
stab he was down.
A warm welcome |
As I entered Swindler’s
Den I found myself in a smaller hall. The Nord guarding it was put down easily.
Then I entered a short tunnel which connected to another smaller hall. That was
a sleeping place and I surprised two resting bandits. One of them was a fierce
Nord with a warhammer and a Wood Elf with a bow. I retreated backwards to the
tunnel in order to allow only one bandit to reach me. The Nord with the
warhammer charged with zeal. It was very hard to block his blows but
fortunately after a couple of strikes he got exhausted. Then I counter-attacked
and stabbed him multiple times. He wore light armor and the stabs went deep.
Soon he was lying dead. I re-entered the second hall and rushed the Bosmer
archer. After s shield bash and one slash to the neck he was put down.
Fierce bandit with warhammer |
I found the tunnel
that led deeper into the den. This was a longer tunnel and led to an even
bigger hall. That hall was being used for dining. Soon I was discovered and
several brigands rushed me. First was a Nord with a steel two-handed sword. He
charged with great zeal but I stepped aside and stabbed him as he jumped past
me. I was then one bandit less.
Bandit charging from the dining hall |
In the meantime three more thugs were rushing at me. I saw
that it was time to withdraw a little. I rushed back into the tunnel and waited
for them to come to me. They did not take much time to get close. One of them was
a half-naked Imprerial with a sword and two of them were archers. As I retreated
in the tunnel I defeated the two archers. They were fool enough to come into
the tunnel after me where they lost the advantage of range. In close combat my
heavy armor, shield and sword made easy work of them.
They all wanted me dead |
The Imperial proved to
be a tougher opponent. He must have been
an Imperial Legion deserter as his sword-play showed. He put up quite a decent
fight but he had no armor, nor a shield. He still was tough to overcome at the
beginning. I cut him here and there and after a time the brigand’s reactions
started to get slower. After a feint I continued with a slash from the right
and I cut him in the side and he was down. As I fought the Imperial I did not
notice that another bandit, a spell-caster also came after me. I have just
finished the raging deserter when he attacked me with lightning spells. I
quickly rushed him and ended his miserable life.
This deserter met his rightful end |
Bandit chief charging |
The chief was an
Imperial again and I believe he was also a Legion deserter too. He must have
been a veteran or an officer even. That brigand was not to be trifled with. He
wore heavy armor he was strong and very skilled. He wielded a Dwarven two
handed axe. I blocked a couple of his wrecking blows with my shield and counter-attacked
him when he made some slight mistakes. I withdrew again first into the tunnel
then to the supply hall then to another tunnel. The bandit chief hit me once at
a vulnerable place. I was starting to loose stamina and started to get slow. I
could also land some hits on the brigand but did only modest harm. He was also
bleeding nevertheless. While retreating I found myself on the terrace in the
dining hall. I took the risk and jumped down.
I jumped of that terrace unharmed |
Fortunately I did not
harm myself despite being in heavy armor. The bandit chief decided to go
around. That gave me a few moments and I cast restoration spells on myself as
there was no time to drink potions. When the bandit chief rushed at me again I had
almost fully recovered. I still pretended to be on the run and retreated into
the tunnel leading out of the cave. Then the chief got careless. He opened his
defense too much and I cut him first in the side then stabbed him in the neck.
He fell on the cave floor lifeless.
The bandit chief was a worthy foe |
Then I searched the whole
cave for valuables. I found two more bandits while doing so but their futile attempt to cut me
down ended in their death. After a short rest I left the swindler’s Den.
Repeated tactical withdrawals and timely restorations spells saved me from dying.
That bandit chief nearly bested me. I am very grateful to my Breton healer
in the war Alberic Perard, who taught me basic restoration spells to speed up my
recovery back then. It surely was put to good use today as well.
I continued Westward. It was afternoon already. Within an hour’s walk I finally reached Rorikstead. That is a very nice town with farms all around. I entered the town inn and had the pleasure to meet Rorik the founder himself.
Rorikstead |
He told me that he
fought in the Great War and got injured. After he came back to Skyrim he bought
the land which was then valueless. He had the Breton healer with him in Rorikstead
too. I told him my story and Rorik was amused to hear that I went through quite
similar hardship in the War. After having lunch it was time to return. I told
fair-well to my kind host and started walking back to Whiterun.
On my way I discovered
another giant camp with a strange tree near it. I should have a closer look wen
next time I come at this place. It was a long walk to Whiterun but fortunately
without any further events. I arrived to
the city gate in the evening.
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