User blog:PsijicThief/The Argonian Account Ch2 Pt2 - Bleakfalls Barrow

With Alvor lifelessly sprawled out on the burrial chamber floor and three Draugr roaming the room now awakened from what should have been an eternal slumber, I'm stuck in a dark corner with my bow out and an arrow notched. I have to be careful here...how do I proceede? If they surround me as they did him, there's no way I'll be able to take them. Even with two daggers I can only stab two at a time...if only I could weild a third with my tail! What to do, what to do?

I decided to very slowly, very carefuly place three arrows in a bunch or dirt and dust next to me, fletch sticking up. With any luck their old dried skin and bones won't be as tough as boiled leather. Drawing as easily as I could I honed in on my first target, the closest to me - some mostly naked creature with an old war axe in his hand. I loose the arrow, right in the chest and it's down! Quickly I fire the other two in succession, popping both the remiaining Dragr in the chest, as well. One a long-dead female with a sword, the other wielding a battle axe. With the room clear I decide that it'd be best if I sneak through the burrial chambers...with any luck I won't distrub any more of the dead.

Moving to other end of the room, I notice a pressure plate on the ground and carefully move around it. My old Nord friend told me these places are usually riddled with traps and such - not as ellaborate as some of the Dwemer ruins he and I used to dive into, but dangerous nonetheless. I see a Draugr in a burrial slot that looks a lot like the others that came back to life...I give him as wide a birth as I can and move down the hallway, luckily he doesn't move. Down a small set of step I enter another large chamber filled with dead, or resting, ancient Nords. Slowly moving through the room I stick to shadows and watch my steps. About halfway across notice the next hallway has swinging axes in it - how wonderful! While I'm watching the axes, trying to gather their timing, I step on a twig or something and it cracks! My whol world freezes, I look around...I thought one of them moved to the sound. I quitely and quickly draw my bow...nothing...they don't move. I ease the arrow back into the quiver and start moving again. I have never encountered large swinging axes before, but I feel as though I already know I don't like them. I'm watching them as I stand next to the hallway's door, trying to time my next move. I step between the first and second, then the second and third, but as I step past the third I catch the edge of that last blade. I stiffle a yelp as to not wake the dead. On the wall I see a pull-chain, I yank it (hey, why not?). The axes pull into the walls and stop swinging, thank goodness that wasn't a wake-up call of some sort.

More steps down, more Draugr, this time standing in alcoves in the walls, holding weapons in front of them at attention. I fear for how close I have to get to them to walk by, but I must continue forward. There's money involved, there's possible power according to Alvor, I muster the will and move on. Coming to a right turn I hold breath as I walk by the Draugr with the sword and see another ahead at another right turn, again I hold my breath. These things seem to be eveywhere! Another ahead at another right turn, then another at a left. I never knew I could hold my breath so long...fear does wonderous things to you, I suppose.

''**THIS IS NOT THE END OF THIS SECTION, I SIMPLY HAD TO LEAVE IT FOR A WHILE. WORK IN PROGRESS, WILL RETURN WITH MORE!*''