Oblivion Mod:Order of the Dragon/Journal of a Salt Worker
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First Entry
By Mephala, the six-day march is behind us, we have reached the salt mines. Tonight we will have to soak up as much strength as possible in order to survive the next few days of hard work.
Second Entry
Our Dunmer overseers have been good to us. We were allowed to drink two sips of water. They also gave us a blanket that we have stretched over the hole, so we were not in the sun all the time. But now we are so tired that I can hardly hold the pen.
Third Entry
Today's workday was like yesterday, but I have to be careful. One of the overseers has discovered one of my nibs and is now extremely suspicious. A mine slave who can write is not welcome. A slave who keeps a diary is but a dead man.
Fourth Entry
The suspicious overseer has assigned me to a particularly difficult task today. I had to go down to the bottom of the hole and lift the salt deposits upwards from there. I can't last long with that, but by Mephala's goodness, only three days until we make our way back.
Fifth Entry
Mephala stand by us! When I was using my hands to hollow out the salt hole in depth, I suddenly came to a huge antenna, such as from an insect. It fidgeted and seemed to scan the environment. I panicked and climbed to the top as quickly as possible. Our Dunmer overseers flexed their bows and shot several arrows down into the darkness of the hole. You could hear a gurgling sound, as if something down there croaking, then it was quiet. Now the gurgling has started again; all night we hear these strange clacking sounds as if something is just waiting for an opportunity to devour us. We are nervous; we can't close our eyes.
Sixth Entry
The clacking and gurgling, it just will not stop. We decided to break-