Bliss (Book)

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I was there, on the caravan where it started. I still can't bring myself to travel, the fear paralyzes me every time I think about leaving.

Almost a year ago, I was headed into Elsweyr for the Mages Guild to do research on some plants native to Dune. They sent me along with a large caravan, one that was well-guarded. Despite being an infrequent traveler, I felt safe among the guards and heavy wagons.

That illusion shattered only four days into our journey. In the morning, as we prepared for our departure, I heard that one of the late-night watch had gone missing. At first, my traveling companions shrugged it off, assuming he'd just abandoned his post (which is apparently common), but we discovered his pack as we continued loading up. We set out, anyway, the question of what had happened hanging over us.

By mid-day, one of the Khajiiti guards spotted something ahead of us on the trail. He scouted forward to investigate, and if a Khajiit can look pale, he did upon returning.