Elder Scrolls FanficA Story by WabbajackAn Argonian visits the island of Solstheim to make a Skooma delivery.
Previous Version This is a previous version of Elder Scrolls Fanfic. Bud-Ei was cold. Of course he was. Snow drifted lazily down, settling on anything that got in its way, whether it was the crisp pines that made up the Hirstaang, the occasional rock or boulder dotting the landscape, or even the frozen ground itself. He kicked the white fluff angrily as he trudged along. "Curse this Skooma addict dung to Oblivion and beyond!" What he wouldn't give to be back at home in the marsh, but this was the way of things. Dro'Mashi, his Khajiiti delivery man, had been killed last week over a deal gone wrong. There had been Imperial Legionnaires involved, no doubt in another pathetic attempt to halt the trade. It was just one more reason to be wary of new customers. The result of Dro'Mashi's death had been more than a loss of product and gold. Bud-Ei was now forced to make all important deliveries personally until he could find a new middle man. Which brought him here, to Solstheim. Hagrad Boar-Face lived at the Mead Hall of Thirsk, and it was to him Bud-Ei was delivering the Skooma to. Hagrad was in the business of buying large quantities of the narcotic with expensive trinkets, and then selling it all off for whatever was valuable. Those trinkets were usually worth more than the product purchased, but neither of them cared. For Bud-Ei it was a chance to expand the family business. For Hagrad, it was all about sport. Bud-Ei shook his head and muttered to himself, "Crazy Nord." Looking up to check his surroundings, the Argonian realized he had crossed the invisible border that separated Hirstaang Forest from Isinfier Plains. 'It won't be long now,' he thought. 'Now I turn east, cross the Iggnir River, go north until I see Lake Fjalding, then go east again. Somewhere along that ice-blasted landscape should be Thirsk.' As he moved toward the river, his thoughts drifted back to the first time he'd visited. He hated the cold just as much then as he did now, having come to Solstheim seeking a man called Uncle Sweetshare. Bud-Ei had grown up in the harsh world of Skooma trade, and even joined the business as a delivery man. During that time he often had to worry about getting caught by the Legion or killed over prices. Then, almost ten years ago, he finally decided to move up in the industry. He didn't want to be anyone's lackey anymore, and so sought out a way to make Skooma of his own. The best, or so he'd heard, to learn from was Uncle Sweetshare. It was during that initial excursion that he'd also met Hagrad. Uncle Sweetshare had turned out to be a cheerful old Nord who just wanted to make others happy. Bud-Ei suspected that he didn't even realize Skooma was a drug as he'd never mentioned the trade, its illegality, or the ill side effects.
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