<The introductory text seems to be written in some akaviri language>
Day oneEdit
Finally i'm in Akavir, that long journey by boat was driving me crazy, without mentioning it gave me bad memories.
This place seems huge and mysterious, one might say Morrowind's landscapes are really alien, but Morrowind is nothing compared to Akavir.
Day twoEdit
Already been two days and i feel like it's been a month, this place is open and vast, if i'm so astonished by the wilds of Akavir, then i can't wait
to see the Tsaeci, fathers of my proud order of the Blades.
It's just a matter of time.
Day threeEdit
I'm pretty nervous right now, so, my companions went to the east to gather some food, they still didn't come, i think i should leave the camp and go to
the north, i think i see a tower.
I gathered some courage and went to the tower, i already dealt with pretty nasty stuff back in Tamriel, so i think a scary tower is cake for me.
SomethingEdit
So, i think i'm stuck here, luckily, it seems there's enough light to write and read, but i don't know if i should write on this journal instead of
trying to find an exit.
Good news: It seems i found some dead Tsaeci, they look like normal men or mer (disappointing), but that's the least of my matters right now, the body had
some armor and a dagger, i think there's something with me
I'm starting to hear some noises here, i think i should stop writing here and focus on my survival.
Morning of another day probablyEdit
I found an exit, the thing is still in the tower though, after that event, i think i'll leave this diary for when i'm feeling confident enough to write
stuff, otherwise, i'll focus on my environments
MidnightEdit
I am going to sleep, my companions never came, guess i'll stop writing on this, it's not good to be distracted in Akavir, something might come and it will
come eventually.
End of the tripEdit
A lot of time has passed, i completely forgot about this journal, but i love reading what happened to me a lot of years ago, what's happening on Tamriel?
I hope Vvardenfell's fine, the Tribunal's basically dead now, it's obvius, but what about the Empire? I don't think Uriel Septim VII is still alive, he was probably 60 years old when i joined the Blades, that man won't live for long.
I'm thinking about leaving Akavir, i'll go to the coast and try to see if my boat's still here.
NightEdit
It seems the boat rot, there's still some pieces of wood on the sand, how long was i here? Now i think about it, maybe 200 years?
Well, the point is i'm stuck here, and i won't even die, inmortality can be a curse sometimes.
MorningEdit
Today i woke up really early, the reason? Loud roaring sounds from the west, in Tamriel, i don't know what could roar so loudly.
NoonEdit
Today i learnt why there's no mer in Akavir, because of the same reason why there's no men: The Tsaeci ate them.
I took a small nap some hours ago, only to wake up to a Tsaeci with a dagger around my neck, i grabbed my hammer and gauntlet carefully and attacked him,
i fear i have been discovered by the Akaviri, wich means i'll have to be alert all the time, no journal entries anymore i fear, Azura protect me.