Thozor's Diary

Anonymous

The Elder Scrolls



Entry 55
The Drublog won't let me in Dra'bul. They said I'm not Orc enough, that I spent too much time among the Bosmer. At least they let me set up a camp outside their gates.

Entry 56
Drublog bastards! There's a strangler not fifteen paces down the hill from where they told me to set up camp. I could have tripped over it last night.

I didn't notice until this morning. Strange that it left me alone as I slept. It's not dead—I can see it breathing. (Fluttering? Whatever it is they do.) I'll keep an eye on it. That thing moves and I'll fill it with arrows.

Entry 57
Woke up this morning to a monkey howling and carrying on. The little screecher tossed acorns at the strangler until it ran out.

The strangler did nothing, not even flicker its tendrils. Why didn't it spit poison at that monkey?

Entry 58
The monkey came back to throw more acorns. Still nothing from the strangler. Maybe it's docile.

Entry 59
Getting tired of that monkey.

Entry 60
I asked a Drublog about the strangler. He said it's called Gentle-Blossom. They told me to camp by it because it's harmless, but it scares off the senche-tigers. Not sure if I should believe him.

Entry 61
The monkey threw an acorn at me. I put an arrow through its eye.

I tossed the monkey's body next to Gentle-Blossom. I thought the fresh meat might rouse it—him?—but still nothing. Is he sick?

Entry 62
I stepped within five paces of Gentle-Blossom. Nothing.

Entry 63
Three paces today. Nothing. The Drublog was right, he's completely harmless.

Entry 64
I caught some game this morning. I think I'll try to share some with Gentle-Blossom. I'd really like to see what he looks like when he feeds.