Elder Scrolls Stories: Mongor
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Alcoholic, cunning, fierce, and ignorant. These words have been used to define Mongor Barkshade, a male Bosmer living near Red Mountain in Morrowind.
Mongor is a nice guy, really. He just has a lot of problems and "solves" those problems with beer.
One night, as he was about to head to bed after a long night at the inn, he is visited by the spirit of a man who calls himself The Prophet. He warns Mongor of a threat coming to Tamriel.
Mongor blows off this warning and the experience as a whole thinking he was just imagining things while being drunk. But the next morning he's greeted with something not even alcohol can remove from his memory...
Elder Scrolls Stories: Mongor is the second book in the Elder Scrolls Stories series. The Elder Scrolls, and any race, location, etc. belong to Bethesda Softworks.
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