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This is the autobiographical journal of Arvil Bren, a somewhat reluctant hero who has been placed on an unknown quest by powers that he barely knows exist. Follow his journey as it is updated daily, Monday through Friday, and enjoy! These are the most recent entries in Arvil Bren's third journal; Politics of the Redoran. His first journal can be found in its entirety here. His second journal, Trail of the Archmage can be found here.

Monday, January 30, 2006

10: Redoran Canton

I have returned to Vivec. Even though Ald-ruhn is the Council seat of House Redoran, the Canton in the capital houses many of the critical functions of the house, including the treasury. I met with Faral Retheran concerning the finances for the Bal Isra project, and ended up dining with her at the Flowers of Gold Cornerclub. She is an excellent and dedicated member of the house, but I suspect the comforts and style of Vivec City suit her better than the frontiers of the Ashlands, even buffered by the manor district under Skar.

We feasted on a spectacular dinner, from a menu that would not have been presented to me had I not been in her company. As the Archmage I command a certain respect in the capital, but the Flowers of Gold is in the heart of the Redoran Canton. Like the foreign quarter canton the huge structure rising out of the bay is a city unto itself. The common laws of the capital apply, but the cantons operate by their own unwritten rules. Now that I have been introduced to the proprietor and staff as a respected member of the house I will enjoy the full services, but before that the reception at the Flowers would have been chilly at best. To solidify my position I opted to stay here tonight and enjoy the accommodations.

As expected, I will be bearing the brunt of the costs for Bal Isra myself. The benefits will far outstrip the costs however. Though I will not tolerate slaves or slavers, I will be holding a manor title that gives me rights over the surrounding area and its tenants. Since I am not concerned with profiting from the land I expect I will not find it difficult to be popular with those tenants, and they will provide a level of security for myself and Ahnassi. A Breton holding title is a huge step for the Dunmer. A Khajit as lady of the manor signals the completion of a revolution in their society. It is a great day.

Unfortunately it is a day that has not yet reached a safe sunset. Faral accepted it. Living here in Vivec, which has always been the most cosmopolitan city in Vvardenfell, smoothed the way. She did not soften her words in the slightest with her predictions though. "Bolvyn Venim will not live to see the day that an Outlander holds such a title," she said. I wondered if this was an almost treasonous comment, but she clarified it quickly. I will be depositing the full funds for Bal Isra with her in the morning, since she believes Venim will kill me before it is completed.

Naturally, with a charming dinner companion and a brain full of flin, the strong, smooth liquor of the Empire, I let dead whiskers get my tail in a crack, as Ahnassi would say. In the morning, after depositing the funds, I will be going on a 'little errand' for Faral Retheran. A little errand to claim three priceless artifacts from the tomb of a family that has shifted its loyalties away from House Redoran in recent generations. The expectation is that the ancestral ghosts of the Redas will relinquish the items to a Redoran. I find that doubtful. I suspect those who have been previously dispatched on this errand would agree. None of them have returned.

10 Comments:

Blogger Tim said...

Okay, I am now actually back. Unlike my previous coming and going, this time it was actually challenging to get in the swing of it since it has been so long. Hopefully you guys will like it and bear with me as I work the kinks out of the old writing muscles.

By the way, the reader with the dire predictions has a perfectly valid point. I have sacrificed credibility, and recognize that it must be earned back. I appreciate the freely given loyalty, and intend to regain the trust that comes with consistency.

6:41 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I wouldn't worry about your writing Tim, its still excellent. Glad your back!

9:13 PM  
Anonymous PLightstar said...

Your back!

Horrah! and with another great story, Hope everything is fine in your life.

4:02 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You haven't sacrificed anything Tim, least of all credibility.

It's easy to become frustrated when something you really enjoy isn't available for a long time, as I admit I would occasionally become when I waited for a new episode.

But the fact is you're doing this as a complimentary service to us, one that only we are benefitting from and one that is a pretty large chunk of work for you. So all we have the right to is an occasional flash of frustration.

The minute you start charging, we can demand a schedule of updates. Until then your loyal readers are behind you no matter how many breaks you take.

5:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dito!

12:13 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Very nice to have you back Tim!

Like black coffee withdrawal symptoms, it only takes one cup to feel "normal" again" And it's the same with Arvil Bren!! All back to normal. Thank you!

_ Angela

12:51 PM  
Anonymous Lord of Vas said...

Welcome back Tim!!

While I appreciate your comment about wanting to regain trust. I concider your break a well deserved vacation.

It is amazing to me the work that you and others like Joseph put in to your stories.

With work and the holidays, and a personal life it is remarkable to me.

You are a gitfed person.

Keep up the good work.

Sky

9:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Allow me to add my congradulations on your returning. You were sorely missed and had been a bright ray of light to either the start or end of a hectic day.

Stride long and lightly,
DEH

4:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You're back! I've been checking everyday since December and I'm glad that you are OK. Your blog was my first stop on my daily blog rounds. No apologies needed... Long Live Avril (and Tim, of course, by extension)!
ed

11:50 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

"I LET DEAD WHISKERS GET MY TAIL IN A CRACK" -That is a brilliant turn of phrase, and gets the reader right into the Kjajiit mindset!! That's what marks your writing as exceptional.

-Angela

12:39 AM  

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