Viarinn's second entry

So it turns out staying at The Winking Skeever was one of the best ideas I ever had. Last night as I had found myself a good chair close to the fireplace, just leaning back before I retreated to my room and listening to the tones of agression off the thoat of a young Bard out of the College, a grey-haired Nord pulled his chair to mine and pushed towards me one of two cups of mead. It turns out he was a selfproclaimed sellsword and had long been looing for someone matching his skill to drive out on adventure with. I agreed that he could travel with me, had he the skills. That same evening he and I ran down the steep path from Solitude and Westwards on till we bumped into a little more than I had hoped for. The troll saw us before we saw it so we had no chance of getting out of its way without a fight. Belrand, as he had told me his name to be, dragged the iron sword from his belt and a fire lit up in his spare hand. By the hands of the two of us, the troll saw his end by blade and flames and I must admit that for a Nord, he wasn't half bad with his magic. As we walked back to The Winking Skeever, I promised him that we could go adventuring together if he met my condition of letting me dress him in less bumpy armor. He had to think it through a little but in the end I had him convinced. Tomorrow I will show him the power of elven craftmanship and then we will be heading down South. I've always wanted to visit the Temple of Mara.

- Viarinn Lorén

Viarinn's first entry

This must be the most emotional day of my life - to be named Arch-Mage on my 18th birthday. The youngest Arch-Mage ever to lead the College of Winterhold. It seems like a heavy burden to bear, living up to the name of Arch-Mage Aren, by whom I was first greeted by at my arrival as an applicant but it has me on my tail, and upon receiving the news, I must admit, it was hard to stay stood on the ground. I havn't told father and mother yet, for I am afraid they will worry too much and think that it's too much responsability to give to a young woman as myself. And perhaps they're right. But that doesn't mean that I won't take up the challenge. After all, whatever I do cannot possibly overshine anything that's happened at the college recently. I've been on a few adventures with Brelyna. She and I together went after the Staff of Magnus and to me it's created something very special between us (or at least it's fair payback for her tuning me green!). I've told Argis to look out for Vlindrel Hall for a while as I'm going to Solitude to visit the Bards College and see if I can sniff up some scholar friends - or perhaps even mages. I've only ever been to Solitude one time before and that had me leaving with my mind inside out, a chunk of cheese in each ear and the Wabbajack stuffed in my backpack. If I ever have the chance to meet a Daedric Prince again, I hope it to be someone a little less... mad. Be that as it is, I will be staying at the Winking Skeever for a while, before I jump into my next adventure. A little elf can only take so much at a time.

- Viarinn Lorén