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{4} Clean Fort, Plan for friends

It's been a few days since Adrian and Fahdon have cleared out the old fort. He buried the bodies and most of the blood, moved the rubble onto the walls for more coverage, and scouted the area around him besides the meadow forest.

He is currently looking at his items since he hasn't checked yet and it completely crossed his mind when he saw his stats. His stats haven't changed since before, and he's still level one.

[Magicka: 300]

[Health: 500]

[Stamina: 500]

When he opened the Items tab the original screen disappeared, and a tab came out in a similar fashion as the magic tab except this one came from his left field of view. There was no books or misc tab, only the apparel and weapons tab.

He opened the weapons tab and the only weapon was his club.

[Giant's club]

[Damage: 40 Weight: 30 Value: 5]

After a quick glance at the club, he decided to look at the apparel.

He willed for the new tab to slide out just like the magic section. In the lower right corner, an armor rating appeared, showing 15, next to it showed gold with a 0 as well. A new tab slid out of the list just like the magic section. The clothes that he is currently wearing appeared on the screen, folded, floating above words that describe it.

[Giant's Fur Armor]

[Armor: 15 Weight: 5 Value: 1]

[Very expensive!]

Fahdon didn't lose the opportunity for sarcasm.

He went back and checked for anything else but that was it. He went to the main screen and opened the map tab. The screen went black for half a second before a map of Skyrim smoothly expanded out from nothingness. The map was much larger than in the game, with multiple unknown locations and roads. A little white arrow is shown in a plain in the lower left part of Skyrim, below the mountains that are in between Rorikstead and Whiterun.

Adrian knew that he needed to know what time he is in, and if the legend of the Dragonborn and Alduin is still a myth, or a known fact all across Tamriel. He decided that he will wait along the main roads connecting Rorikstead to Whiterun, in order to find some travelers who would generously give the giant some updates on the news.

And so, he started his walk south in the direction of the main road, thinking of the easiest way to make some loose-lipped friends.