Hi guys! My name is Syradd, and welcome to the Journal/fic of my character Evalin. I've been playing Oblivion for a couple of years now and I've only gotten into roleplaying a few month's ago, and I must admit that it is a much more thrilling, exciting way to play.

Now, to introduce Evalin.


She was inspired by my absoloute favourite chatacter of the adventure genre. Although they share a similarity in this characteristic, overtime she has grown into her own person, and it's been a lot of fun being with her as she grows into her own strong, independent woman.

So welcome to her diary. The following is somewhat of an introduction, a flavour of Evalin and what's to come with her adventure. I hope you enjoy!

1. HEARTHFIRE 4, 3E 433

Ahh, it seems I underestimated how much of my life I could contain with my previous diary. Tar-Meena offered me a new one, however. Hopefully this one should last a little longer.

I guess I’ll introduce myself again; for all I know one day I’ll be world famous and these diaries could be ancient artefacts. Haha, I can wish.

Okay, well my name is Evalin, although the ‘A’ is silent, so it’s more Ev-Lin.. I’m a Breton, my parents died when I was eighteen whilst I was already here at the Arcane University in the Imperial City, Cyrodiil.

I love to read, I find knowledge to be more powerful than a blade. I’m skilled in most magicks, mostly Conjuration, Mysticism and somewhat restoration. I’m not much of a fighter, you see.

Okay, I guess that’s enough about me. It wasn’t a lot… but I guess you’ll find out more about me as I continue writing.

So where was I in my last diary… Oh, yes, I remember now.

I am utterly convinced that there are still artifacts from the Ayleids' hidden in some of their temple ruins.

Although the stories have it that the temples are protected, and whoever enters and desecrates the ground can never leave, I find that to be utterly preposterous.

As I, for one, am not a bumbling, numbskull of an adventurer determined to desecrate ancient ruins with my obnoxious rampaging. I am certain that, should the temples be treated with respect, the curses (should there even be any) should not be a problem. All I want is to look around… discover a few secrets.

Tar-Meena, however, doesn’t think the way I do. She is certain that the temples should be left alone. She is so certain of danger and my safety. I find this rather frustrating if I’m to be completely honest. She refuses to leave the University because she finds the outside world dirty and unnecessary… does she expect me to share her views?

She just doesn’t understand. I’m twenty-three years old and in the five years I’ve been here I’ve never left the University for anything other than a quick book run.

I want to find something; I want to make my mark be remembered as something other than a glorified librarian.

I want adventure. I want to know that there is more to Cyrodiil than the life I’ve been bound with.

I’ve heard that there is a small Ayleid ruin nearby on a small island near the Imperial City; Vilverin. That will most likely be my first destination. I imagine I will have to sneak out of the University one evening so Tar-Meena doesn’t guilt me into staying with her.

I guess I’ll spend the evening creating a plan of action, but if all goes well I will most likely set out on my first expedition tomorrow.

Am I excited? Nervous? Terrified... I’ll get back to you!

Welcome to the forums! I know the character very well. Evelyn from the Mummy series! I too am a fan. Imhotep

Here we see more of Evalin. The intelligent but very curious mage of the Arcane University. I enjoyed reading about her as she shows her mischivous side by planning to sneak out to the Ayleid Ruin. One can't simply ignore the call of adventure! I can't wait to see her first quest come to pass as she sets out! Good read, and if you need any assistance in writing or any questions, feel free to PM me or the other great writers here. We're happy to help!

WOO HOO, what a great beginning! I agree with DE, Evalin has personality, it shows already! A very warm Welcome to the fic forum!

This is a pleasing and intriguing start. I very much like the idea of a story told through journal entries. Here's hoping to see more.

Hello and welcome. Interesting start, and I look forward to learning more about your mage. Trial by fire eh?

Welcome, Syradd! I look forward to reading more about Evalin the adventuresome mage.

Thanks guys for your responses! I was worried about how the first page would come about… but I’m glad you all enjoyed it! I’ll probably update every couple of days from this point, but I will always keep them short; just like a real diary entry

2. HEARTHFIRE 5, 3E 433

It is two AM in the morning. My fellow apprentices are all asleep, creating the perfect opportunity to sneak out.

I’ve thoroughly planned my journey to Vilverin without being spotted. Although I couldn’t just walk out of the university and nobody would bat an eyelid, I don’t want anything getting back to Tar-Meena. I plan to be back before she wakes from her sleep… but seeing as I have no idea what to expect from Vilverin I can’t guarantee this!

Yesterday when I was on a book run for Tar-Meena I took the liberty to buy an Invisibility scroll from the Mystic Imporium, a store in the Market District. I plan to use it to remain undetected as I leave the comfort of home… although I have no idea how I will sneak back it. I imagine I will have to cross that bridge when I come to it.

***

Vilverin is not how I expected it to be. Not at all.

My sneaking out plan was successful, thank the gods, and I followed my map to Vilverin. Although I had to cross a lake beside the prison, but luckily for me there was a boat I could use near the sewer entrance. But you’re not interested in that! Haha.

From the outside Vilverin is a vision on beauty. A large, dazzlingly white marble structure crumbling with age but still standing beautifully strong. Near the ruin I could see a camp set up, but I didn’t worry too much. I imagined that it was just a homeless person settling down.

So I entered the ruin, grabbing a torch attached to the wall. The inside was eerily silent, not to mention pitch black. The sound of dripping water was quietly singing in the distance, but despite these minor setbacks the area was beautiful. There were small beams of unexplained light luminating small portions of the room I was in, which highly intrigued me. Maybe this was the result of some ancient Ayleid magic used to create artificial light? It was fascinating.

So, as obviously I was mesmerized by the entrance room, I decided it would make more sense to traverse deeper into the ruin.

That’s where the trouble began.

As I walked along toward a second set of stairs leading even deeper, I was spotted by somebody. A man, wielding a large axe. He was hiding in the shadows. He glared at me for a moment. But without even a warning he ATTACKED ME! Luckily I managed to evade his attack. I used my only source of defence; summoning my Skeleton Guardian. I did this, and my Guardian fought the man; easily overwhelming him with a deadly blow to the head.

With the man’s corpse crumpled before me I slumped onto the ground. What had just happened? I didn’t come to the ruin to fight… but I was forced to. I had become one of those bumbling, naïve adventurers I was so against. It was evident to me that the camp outside belonged to these, I guess Bandits. There was no doubt going to be more of these bandits in the ruin; desecrating this beautiful place with their hunt for treasure.

I sighed. Although this was a major inconvenience, I wasn’t ready to give up on my expedition. I shall travel further, facing whatever I have to face to achieve my goal. I just pray I don’t get killed in this place.

But I have something these bandits obviously don’t; a brain.

I’ll write more when I have a chance, as for now I need to continue with my expedition.

I like the way you've managed to give her quite a lot of character in just two short diary entries. She's not totally impulsive; she plans things before she does them. On the other hand, her planning isn't very well informed, as she's headed out without any backup to her skellie spell. Something minor to handle mudcrabs would have made sense. Perhaps a dagger, or absorb health spell? Maybe that bandit has something smaller than his axe.

Her fascination with the Ayleids is obvious from the way she almost got stuck in the first room, captivated by the lighting.

However, I'm having a hard time believing she's a five-year student at the Arcane University, studying with Tar-Meena at the Mystic Archives especially, and she can't spell Ayleid, or use semi-colons correctly!

Welcome to the arena of fan fiction here at chorrol!

Evalin is a fun character with plenty of personality. I clearly see some inspiration from her namesake in the mummy movies – her bookish manner and use of a summoned skeleton is so perfect! Vilverin is a fabulous dungeon that reflects a delightful variety in its layout and inhabitants.

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Not even turned aside by the bandits... I wonder what she'll think of the necromancer...