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74 2. THE ELDER SCROLLS CHAPTER 2: DAGGERFALL
CONTESSA: Oh, no. They will cover us from all sides and make certain there are no
surprises.
ADVENTURER: Oh well. All good things end, I guess.
CONTESSA: Not quite. If you have any charges left in your bracelets of endurance, we can
go upstairs and see what develops.
(Enter Prologue)
PROLOGUE: Well, I guess we all saw that coming. Scene 3 takes place some time later at the
site. Flanked by the Major's men, the Adventurer and the Wanton Contessa successfully
follow the map of the dear, departed mages. Imagine great veins of glistening ebonyesque
material piercing the surface of the ground, and a nice warm fire of Fools Ebony where the
Adventurer and the Contessa sprawl. To the west are signs that the weather is turning and the
first major snowstorm of the year is coming. For some time, they have been mining and the
Adventurer is beginning to feel the strain of actual labor.
(Exit Prologue)
Scene 3
ADVENTURER: I've got blisters on my hands from shovelling that black rot, blisters on my
rear from that cart bench, and we are running out of ale. My bracelet is running down and my
fingers are getting frostbite.
CONTESSA: What, your bracelet is running down? Oh, now that is serious.
(Enter Major, running)
MAJOR: Dwarves! Milady, dwarves, dozens of the little buggers caught my men! I'm sorry,
milady.
(The Contessa jumps to her feet)
CONTESSA: Major, get out of here now. If you get away, you can maybe help us later. I'll try
to talk to them.
(Exit Major) (Enter DWARVES)
CONTESSA: Hhjgys jjvvu klpss Jjqqx zzyzx.
DWARVES (Together): Jjpoo Kalagloo gashnoo bibloo franoo Xxnadoo
CONTESSA: Jnik? Balpo?
SWARVES (Together) :Gabloo! Wazzikoo! Eppapupu!
CONTESSA: Glooky, glooky, glooky.