23rd of Last Seed, 4E 201

Greetings dear reader. I delight in telling you I did successfully make my why to the greybeards- I found a way to avoid the passage where the troll lay in wait. The greybeards helped me to understand much, which I greatly appreciate. However, I was infuriated by their refusal to teach me much that they know! Why would they hide so many of these powerful words from me? They say the power would corrupt me - nonsense! The foolish old men simply are jealous of my abilities. The trials I am facing, and the tasks I have been given, require me to be as capable as possible. It is as if I am expected to save all of Tamriel and they have broken my legs!

But I shall calm down, dear reader, as there is nothing which can be done now. After leaving the greybeards, I slid my way down the mountain and rested at a nearby inn. I came across a young bard, who had a nice song about Redbeard or some other Nord sounding name. After talking with him, he told me of his affections for the sister of a local storekeeper who I had previously helped retrieve a token shaped like a dragonclaw (she was quite pretty, and I had considered pursuing her myself). He asked me to deliver a slandering letter written as by a local elf who was also vying for her love. After some hesitance... I ultimately agreed. Though I feel somewhat sick about the whole business. He seemed a good man, and like me, he also supports the Imperial Legion.

This brings me to my current business. I have decided to tell you where I stand on the war. By the time you read this it will be over, so what does it matter? I strongly support the empires attempt to control the rebellion. While I have some sympathy for the rebel cause, and believe they should be able to worship as they wish, law and order cannot simply be cast aside at will. The empire has brought prosperity and success to this region, and without it, I do not believe these people would live in the paradise they envision. On top of all this, I hear that the rebels seek to expel all non-Nords from Skyrim. This is unacceptable. All should be allowed to live everywhere, and discrimination against men based on their ancestry is a terrible fault. I cannot support such an endeavor.

For this reason, I am now on my way to join the Imperial Legion, which is headquarted down in the marshes. Wish me luck good reader!

Oh, one more thing. On my way here, I came across a group of Khajit traders outside a town. This was the most wonderful experience! It is so pleasant to be able to commune with my brethren, and such wise and cunning cats at that. There were several excellent female Khajit among them to - but that is a tale for a different journal.