a The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind fiction

Spoiler warning: this fiction closely follows the story of the game and both its extensions, you’d better not read if you want to discover it by yourself.

Fresh start, fresh diary. I’ll have to check the shack for the old one though. If I manage to get back to Cyrodiil that is. Anyway, a lot happened since my last entry, so let’s get back to it!

The Umbacano job proved to be my downfall, as I got caught just as I left the manor. Prison gossip told me Darelo had sold me out then bragged about it to some wench, stupid bastard. That his death came from the Gray Fox himself I doubt very much though. I spent a couple of months in jail, then got woken up one morning by a bunch of guards. I fought them, only to get clubbed and knocked out. When I came to, I was in the hold of some ship, together with a Dunmer called Jiub who told me we were bound to Morrowind.