I awoke early today with a jolt after an odd dream about Helgen. In it, instead of running from the Dragon, I stood tall and shouted at it in an odd coarse language. Instead of words though, a great power exploded from my lips and struck the dragon sending it flying backwards! I've forgotten the full phrase that I used, but there's still one word that resonates in my mind. Fus.
After a quick breakfast of Salmon Steak and Wine, I made my way to the Riverwood Trader and sold off the items that I had collected in my trip into the mine yesterday. I was a little disappointed to only get 315 Gold for my Staff, Scroll and Gems, but with my pack starting to weigh me down, I was just happy to be rid of those items.
The next stop on my trip around town was to speak with a fellow Bosmer in Faendal who, after hearing of my plan to attack the bandits in their own base, agreed to join me in my fight.
With Faendal in tow, I went off to the Blacksmith to buy some equipment from Alvor for the attack. I bought 48 Iron Arrows to fill out my quiver and somehow managed to resist spending the remaining amount of Gold in my pouch on a beautiful Iron Dagger that seemed to glow purple in the light. Alvor later called it the Iron Dagger of Soul Snares which, as he says, was Enchanted by the Court Wizard of Whiterun.
As I was trying to drag myself away from Alvor to stop the temptation of buying that Iron Dagger, I purchased a Leather Helm and some Leather Bracers to finish off my Armor. Looking back, I probably could have just made myself some Bracers and a Helm out of the leather that I had, but I didn't want to risk failing* and wasting precious material.
By the time Faendal and I were done getting our equipment together, the sun had started to set and I decided it was time to restock my food supplies and decided to take Alvor up on his offered hospitality and set about making some food for the coming parts of my journey. By the time I was done cooking, it was getting late, so Faendal and I accepted Alvor's offer to stay for dinner and we all had a fantastic meal consisting of Pheasant, Venison, Salmon, Carrots, Potatoes with some Honningbrew Mead and an Apple Pie.
As we said our farewells to Alvor and his family, Faendal and I headed off to the Sleeping Giant Inn, booked two rooms for the night and discussed our plans for attack well into the night before we decided to call it a day and head off to sleep.