I awoke to the sound of birds chirping and a nearby fire crackling. I gazed around at the kitchen I found myself in. Sbs of meat and bags of potatoes slung on meat hooks and piled up against the walls. Fruits and vegetables, apples and carrots and onions and cabbages on ptes on the various wooden tables. Bottles of wine and barrels of who knows what all over the pce.

  Man, this dream is sting a while... Am I actually in a coma? What happened to me?

  I decided to start by using the food present here to make a meal. It turns out that something about the roundtable hold keeps food from spoiling or something because everything is fresh like it was just harvested or butchered.

  I took a small pot and filled it with water. I then walked over to a small oven and stove inset into the far wall. I used a torch to light the stove and begin boiling the water. In the meantime, I went over to a nearby table and selected a couple of onions and potatoes and began peeling and preparing them. After a minute or two I had finished chopping up the vegetables and so I walked over and selected a decent looking cut of meat. I removed the bones from the meat and then diced it up very finely. Once I was done, I checked on the pot and noticed that the water was starting to boil. I brought the chopped veggies and diced meat over to the pot and proceeded to pour the ingredients into the pot. I grabbed a clean looking spoon and began stirring. A few moments ter I started scouring the kitchen for salt. I found one of the barrels had a faded bel that read

  [S L ]

  I assumed that meant salt, and as I opened the barrel, I found a pile of a white sand substance. A quick taste confirmed that this was salt. I brought a cup over to the boiling pot and poured about half the cup into the broth. I continued stirring and soon I had a halfway decent soup. I removed the pot from the stove and poured a portion of the soup into a clean bowl. With a quick thanks to whatever made all this food remain fresh for however long it was here, I began eating.

  The soup was satisfying.

  Once I was done eating, I teleported to the wall in the weeping peninsu. Mounting Torrent, I galloped down the path. I had Torrent jump a few times to dodge massive arrows that were fired by the massive golem that was guarding the castle. But I managed to get around it and reach the grace within the castle walls. Once inside the castle, I use the lift to get up to the main courtyard.

  Corpses littered the ground and within the courtyard was a giant mound of ash and bodies. Piles of burning corpses and a rge stake with a figure bound atop it sat at the top of the rge pile. Several misbegotten, humanoid creatures with scaled tails, cwed hands, horns and feathered bodies on digitigrade legs, stood atop the pile waving their rge cleavers in some kind of dance.

  I walked around the corner and up into a space atop one of the walls of the castle. Once there I quickly sughtered the two dogs who were hanging around. I suddenly got a bunch of runes, and I had no idea why. I just put it out of my mind for the time being. I then turned towards the other dogs wandering the courtyard. I had to deal with them quickly.

  I suddenly got a fancy idea. I checked my inventory and brought out some throwing daggers. I used them to lure the dogs over to me one by one so that I could kill them easily. Once the dogs were dead, I used the same trick to lure over the misbegotten one by one. Once everything in the courtyard was dead, I scaled the ash pile and entered a room off to the side. In a chest within the room, I grabbed a cymore. I then walked down the stairs and found two misbegotten ambushing a soldier of Godrick and knocking him off the castle wall. I killed the misbegotten with ease and then moved over to the nearby dder.

  Atop the dder there was a battle ongoing between the soldiers of Godrick and the misbegotten. I waited until they reduced each other's numbers before I entered combat. It was a quick and easy battle all things considered. Walking across the castle walls, most of my encounters went much the same way. Eventually I wound up in front of a man wearing banished knight armor and who had a downcast look on his face. This was Edgar, the father of Irina. I approached him.

  "Ah, there's a face I've not seen before. I'm Edgar, warden of this castle as ordained by Lord Godrick himself. But you can see how things have turned out. The menials have all rebelled. They gave me good service, or so I thought, but it seems it was all an act. Foul creatures, as it's said. And true enough they're foul inside and out. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but whatever you've come here to do, I'm afraid Castle Morne won't hold much longer. Take this, by way of apology."(Edgar)

  He handed me a sacrificial twig, a powerful talisman that would prevent loss of runes upon death. This would be useful ter when I needed several hundred thousand runes to level up and was almost at the required amount. I then retrieved Irina's letter from my inventory and handed it to Edgar.

  "I see, from Irina... Thank you. I'm in your debt. But I can't leave yet. Even if the castle should fall, as commander, I must remain. To ensure the treasured sword of Morne does not fall into the wrong hands. If you see Irina, do tell her. That her father will come for her, once he's fulfilled his duty."(Edgar)

  I wanted to tell him to go now since Irina's life was in danger. I nodded and walked away. I knew where I had to go next. I dropped down the cliff and started going down the rear of the castle. I killed every misbegotten I saw on my way. I even climbed a dder to the top of a tower and grabbed the Twinbde Talisman. I soon reached the bottom and waded through shallow water surrounded by spirit jellyfish as I approached a fog wall.

  Time to fight the Leonine Misbegotten

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