Akaviri Diary Translation Content . " It is with a heavy heart and a trembling hand that I pen this latest entry . It has been several days since I have seen anyone else on the road from our garrison at Grey Ridge . The road is lonely and treacherous . I am rationing my supplies to prepare for a tough path ahead . As long as Reman Cyrodiil ' s army hasn ' t located our headquarters at Pale Pass , the journey should be fairly uneventful . I admit , I am nervous . It is an honor to be selected to carry these orders to our fort , but sending me alone is a calculated risk . While it is not my own life I am worried about , it is the importance of the contents of the orders that aggrieves me . If they are somehow lost , the fort will not know that their supplies are going to be delayed by a month . Without that knowledge , the fort may choose to press the attacks on the front line as their supplies dwindle . They are counting on those supplies to be there sooner . I must not fail getting this message there . The slate rock that the orders have been carved upon for safety weighs me down ; it is a constant reminder of the more than physical burden that I carry . " " It has been two days , and I have finally arrived at Dragonclaw Rock . The huge formation is a welcome and invigorating sight . The giant stone appears to reach down from the north and strike at the heart of Remus ' forces like our armies have been doing for the better part of a year now . I have still encountered no one else on this trail . I hope that as I head due west along the narrow path , I will find someone who can give me some news as to how our men are faring in the war . " " After winding my way westward , I have come within sight of The Sentinel : a huge statue placed there by some unknown artist many years ago . It stands watch pointing north , as if daring anyone to cross the borders into the Imperial nation . Remus would be quite angry if he knew we used this very statue as a waypoint into his domain . Last night , I encountered another one of our messengers who had been beset by a pack of mountain wolves . His leg was hurt badly , but I managed to help heal it with an ampoule of medicine I carried with me . He said his name was Sylaj , and he was on his way from Pale Pass to request more supplies . I discussed with him the irony of our meeting , and he decided to travel with me back to the fort since his mission would be needless . We plan to leave at nightfall . " " I am using much of my remaining strength writing this . As we had made our way north from The Sentinel , we were attacked by perhaps the same pack of wolves that had attacked Sylaj . He had chased them off earlier after being bitten , but now that they had tasted blood , they had returned in greater number . Fighting back to back , Sylaj and I slew at least 8 of the beasts , but not before one of them clawed my gut and left a terrible wound . We were able to drive them off , but now I am bleeding badly , and the only medicine I had I gave to Sylaj . We have decided to continue north until we reach the portal to the Serpent ' s Trail and seek cover inside . I will try to write more soon , but I must sleep . I am so very tired . " " This is the last entry I shall be able to write . We entered the Serpent ' s Trail nearly a day ago , seeking shelter from the elements and the wolves . What we did not foresee was the creatures that had decided to make the Serpent ' s Trail their home . I did not see them clearly , but they were huge and strong . Sylaj died instantly as one of them cleaved off his head with a single stroke . There were three of these huge , ugly man - like creatures . I ran as fast as I dared through the dark tunnels trying to escape . But as I fled , one of them hurled a boulder at me and struck me square in the back . I managed to crawl through a smaller opening and escape the lumbering monsters , but I soon realized that crawling is all I would be able to do . I think the boulder shattered my spine . I can no longer feel my legs . My wound from the wolf attack has reopened and I have lost much blood . I fear that this is as far as I shall be able to go . I have failed my mission . I have been unable to get these orders to the fort at Pale Pass . I am so close , yet it may as well be leagues away since I can no longer walk and my strength is draining . If a fellow messenger or soldier picks up this diary , please get the orders to the fort before it is too late . And please tell my wife , Vata , that Xhaferi will always love her . "