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70 2. THE ELDER SCROLLS CHAPTER 2: DAGGERFALL
CONTESSA: Look, don't worry -- I know all about the double-dealings with mages, priests,
merchants, those crude armorers. And I intend that we come out on top. I love being on top.
With the goods and the profits. I'll have yet another vice to sell to my stupid relatives in their
boring palaces.
ADVENTURER: But won't it be us two against hordes?
CONTESSA: Oh no. Most everyone is waiting here in town to see what and who comes back.
And I will have a surprise arranged for our 'escorts' - Ortho included. Out in the wilderness,
they can be dealt with easily.
(Ortho snores)
ADVENTURER: Tell me more.
CONTESSA: Certainly. But first ... lets see how many uses you have left in that ebony.
Mmm, your Mages' Staff is in good shape ...
(Enter Prologue)
PROLOGUE: Exactly. Sorry to interrupt again, but we're going to have to stop this scene
right here. After a frenzied night comes the placid dawn, tripping onto the sky like a budding
rose. And then another day doth dawn, and then another. Ten dawns and ten frenzied nights
pass as our wily Adventurer, the wanton Contessa, the clever and naughty Nephron, the
loutish Ortho, and an assemblage of randy armorers and backsliding maidens take to the road.
Imagine now that we are in the wildy wilderness of High Rock near the Wrothgarian
Mountains.
Scene 2
(Enter Nephron and assorted lads and lasses) (Exit Prologue)
CONTESSA: I do so love a bucolic frolic.
ADVENTURER: It's getting pretty wild now. I guess the dangerous part is coming up
tomorrow...?
CONTESSA: Yes, one last stop tonight, at that old inn up here -- Minnie's Inn.
ADVENTURER: Minnie's Inn? Oh, those two old scholars who gave it all up, came to run the
inn out here. they must get all of two customers a year.
CONTESSA: I think they like the solitude. It gives them time to study. They know a lot about
old Dwarvish stuff - get them started on that, they will wear you ears out.
ADVENTURER: Er ... when does your surprise happen? I should probably know.
CONTESSA: Don't fret, dear. At the Inn tonight. Just sit back and enjoy the show.
(Enter Prologue)