I search the deck of the boat for any sign of my luggage and equipment, no luck. The guy who brought me here avoids my questions, that’s the last time I take a cheap boat over here. I check out the other boats in the dock and find my pants and shirt, the crazy woman on board keeps muttering about spirits, I’d help her out but there’s nothing I can do with the rusty dagger I have right now.
The guards are just as useless at helping me find my missing stuff as much as anyone else. I hate this place already, I’m selling whatever useless bits and bobs I’ve got on me now and heading out into the wilderness, maybe I can find some ruins and the day won’t be a total waste.
I take the path round the side of the city walls (I see no reason to enter the city while I’m broke), and make my way up the hilly landscape, picking ingredients as I go. I find a couple of ancient stone circles and an imperial wayshrine. I take note of their locations and carry on scouting the area.
As I run around the undergrowth just out of view of the road I’m suddenly assaulted by a wolf, the chase leads me further out my way and to my great surprise, towards some ruins. Garlas Agea, my first discovery, I’ll return here later once I’ve sold the ingredients I’ve gathered over the course of my search. I prefer to do my work at night.
