I get my butt thoroughly kicked.

I do even more traveling for the Mage's Guild.

I am going to complete the Mage's Que-oh...and now I have to travel even more.

I accidentally miscount.

Nearly done with the Mage's Questline!

I find someone's amulet and uncover a plot.

I go from one time wasting quest to the next.

I'm a bad bad lizard.

I find out what simple task I need to do for the Mages.

I rescue an idiot.

I get a recommendation from Anvil and continue on with the Nirnroot journey.

I go to Anvil.

I go to Anvil.

I go to Anvil.

Why can't people just be friends? Because if they could be I wouldn't need to get a book.

I begin my trek to a new city.

I help some people play a prank.

I don't think Bruma likes me.

I make it to Bruma.

So...someone wanted me dead?