Picked through the bard's college for interesting books, ingredients, food, and anything valuable nobody would miss. Swapped the loot for potion ingredients, sold the potions I made, made more money. Off to sort their problem out.
Go into the hall of the dead, then to catacombs, find her, kill her, bring back remains. Simples.
Nyothing is ever simple. Draugr in dark corners, draugr with spells, VAMPIRE NYECROMANCERS, and that damn spellcaster trick, combined with freezing my boots to the damn floor.
And then a horde of draugr.
And a room full of draugr and vampires that animate as I'm looting them. Joke's on you, ladies, I stole your clothes right off you while you were sleeping. And your weapons.
And then the queen herself tries to kill me. FUS RO DAH and stab her a few times, then she went down. Took the skull, wandered through to the exit, with a last couple of draugr on the way.
Wait, where am I NYOW?
Ugh. Wandering back along the coast, gotta go back the long way now.
Oh, hey, is that a door? Looks like a shortcut to me! Through the door, up some steps, and I'm in Solitude again. Off to turn in the skull and the quest, and see if I can buy property yet. That house looks nice...
YES. I am able to buy property!
And after a brief consultation with the jarl-ess and buying the house, I'm now a thane. Apparently I've helped a bunch of people out already.
ALL HAIL SKORPY, THANE OF SOLITUDE!
And Whiterun. And Morthal. I wonder if I can get to be thane of Markarth and Riften, too? Maybe Dawnstar and Winterhold and Windhelm, too.
Not even BEEN to Falkreath yet, though. Maybe I should.
Off to visit my new house. Proudspire Manor.
It's pretty big. Glad I had it decorated, too. I have my own alchemy table and arcane enchanter, a whackload of storage on shelves, weapon racks, display plaques, bookshelves like crazy, a big four-poster double bed, a big kitchen, THREE FLOORS, two entrances, armour dummies to hold my spare armour pieces...
I love it! And it even comes with a new housecarl. Hello new housecarl. I'd love to take you with me, but Lydia's already established.
This place is way fancier than my little place in Whiterun, but the location's nyot really good. Nyot central enough for skyrim, but handy for markarth, I guess. And it's not as home-y.
I mean, for 30,000 septims, it BETTER be fancy. Just not home, really. Plus, it doesn't have my stash of smithing materials or skooma or alchemy ingredients.
Or the slowly-increasing pile of daedra hearts. Squishy, but it'll be so useful when I get around to making daedric stuff for me and lydia.
Wednesday, 28 March 2012
Day sixty-three.
Found a handcart, dragged my stuff to the gates, then was forced to abandon it by the guards. Unloaded stuff onto shopkeepers, handed the book to the bard.
Apparently it's incomplete, so I made up some story about King Olaf being Numinex in human form, and being a devious bastard and all that stuff. Went with him to present it to the jarl, who lapped it up like a a cub with a saucer of milk.
Then took the opportunity to talk to Falk Firebeard, who said I had to go finish the damn job. Wolf queen wasn't stopped, go talk to the priest, sort things out, yadda yadda.
Back to the bard college for the ceremony, hung around until sundown, then stood to watch the burning before officially becoming a bad. Spiced wine and sweet sugary things and meat pies aplenty. And a sneaky skooma after sneaking away from the crowd.
Off to the tavern for a nyap, then I'll sort out their wolf problem.
Apparently it's incomplete, so I made up some story about King Olaf being Numinex in human form, and being a devious bastard and all that stuff. Went with him to present it to the jarl, who lapped it up like a a cub with a saucer of milk.
Then took the opportunity to talk to Falk Firebeard, who said I had to go finish the damn job. Wolf queen wasn't stopped, go talk to the priest, sort things out, yadda yadda.
Back to the bard college for the ceremony, hung around until sundown, then stood to watch the burning before officially becoming a bad. Spiced wine and sweet sugary things and meat pies aplenty. And a sneaky skooma after sneaking away from the crowd.
Off to the tavern for a nyap, then I'll sort out their wolf problem.
Day sixty-two.
Up bright and early. I have SO MUCH skooma, so I stashed a bunch in the chest beside the bed.
Traded some stuff, then wandered off to go sort stuff out for the day. Didn't slay the dragon on the way down, because I checked the map and it's actually pretty close to where I'm going.
Aha. A cave. Peering inside, I see evidence of falmer. Check it on the way back.
Horn dropped, yanked all the offerings at the shrine. After a bit of thought, I left a spare elven bow there to replace them. I think Talos might appreciate that a bit more than a bunch of food and alchemical ingredients.
On to the cave!
Yup, falmer alright. And skeevers, and chaorus. I hate those things.
SO MANY MUSHROOMS. And chaorus eggs!
Suddenly, dwarven ruins. Scoooore~
Not much of them. Just a couple of rooms, some corridors, and a centurion. Killed it, took the scrap, headed off to slay the dragon.
Frost dragon! Sleeping on a wall! Arrowed it a few times, then it landed to frost at me. So I stabbed it in the eye with my sword. Word wall was a whole shout to throw my voice.
Why is there a horse out here with a dead bandit in front of it? Was that horse EATING him? I really don't trust horses.
Back to town, trade the loot, stash what I want to stash, then I think I'll fetch stuff for the bards. King Olaf's song, I think. And I need to hit up solitude ANYWAY, because the courier found me and handed me a letter, saying to go see the steward.
For some reason, he was running around in a loincloth. Not that I mind the view, but WHY, man? WHY? You'll freeze to death!
Off to those ruiny things the bards want raided, by way of some bandits there's a bounty on. They're nearby, so I may as well.
Oooh, nyord ruin. Poked around, slayed some draugr, picked up another word of Elemental Fury, and then fell in a trapdoor. Apparently some nyecromancer's been luring adventurers in with an empty chest and experimenting on them.
Idiot didn't lock the door, so I let myself out and stabbed him midway through his waffling. Then took his stuff and left.
Is that a dragon out there? Oh crap it is. Let's go investigate.
Crap, skeletons. And the dragon heard the fighting and is taking a crack at me.
That was hard. It was an elder dragon, apparently. Got another word, too! Another word of Elemental Fury! And there was a dragon priest, with that always-annoying mage trick of retreating while firing off fireballs from a staff. I steered him into a wall and Lydia, then caught up and attacked.
On to the tomb!
Oy. There's a ghost leading me through the place. Small maze, some decent loot, and a dragon claw! Ruby, this one. Okay, through the maze, and apparently this ghost is re-enacting his initial entry, because THE FIGHT IS STILL THERE. HE WON, BUT THE DAMNED DRAUGR ARE STILL BLOODY THERE.
Between the three of us, the fight got done pretty fast. FUS RO DAHed him into a corner, then we just gathered around and hit him until he stopped moving. Wave after wave of draugr. Lots of loot, too.
Aha! Found the book! And that sealed door is open, and leads to a puzzle door. A JAMMED PUZZLE DOOR. Wonderful. Stupid ancient nyords.
Picked up a hammer from one of the draugr, and pounded on the door for a bit. Managed to unjam it. Wolf eagle wolf.
WORD WALL. Some more draugr, and another word to go with WULD!
Okay, out into the night, and I've no idea where I am. The cave's only over there, though...
Stupid bandits, lots of mushrooms, this pack is heavy. Even after I dropped the hammer for unjamming the door. I was reduced to drinking a strength potion and running like crazy.
Traded some stuff, then wandered off to go sort stuff out for the day. Didn't slay the dragon on the way down, because I checked the map and it's actually pretty close to where I'm going.
Aha. A cave. Peering inside, I see evidence of falmer. Check it on the way back.
Horn dropped, yanked all the offerings at the shrine. After a bit of thought, I left a spare elven bow there to replace them. I think Talos might appreciate that a bit more than a bunch of food and alchemical ingredients.
On to the cave!
Yup, falmer alright. And skeevers, and chaorus. I hate those things.
SO MANY MUSHROOMS. And chaorus eggs!
Suddenly, dwarven ruins. Scoooore~
Not much of them. Just a couple of rooms, some corridors, and a centurion. Killed it, took the scrap, headed off to slay the dragon.
Frost dragon! Sleeping on a wall! Arrowed it a few times, then it landed to frost at me. So I stabbed it in the eye with my sword. Word wall was a whole shout to throw my voice.
Why is there a horse out here with a dead bandit in front of it? Was that horse EATING him? I really don't trust horses.
Back to town, trade the loot, stash what I want to stash, then I think I'll fetch stuff for the bards. King Olaf's song, I think. And I need to hit up solitude ANYWAY, because the courier found me and handed me a letter, saying to go see the steward.
For some reason, he was running around in a loincloth. Not that I mind the view, but WHY, man? WHY? You'll freeze to death!
Off to those ruiny things the bards want raided, by way of some bandits there's a bounty on. They're nearby, so I may as well.
Oooh, nyord ruin. Poked around, slayed some draugr, picked up another word of Elemental Fury, and then fell in a trapdoor. Apparently some nyecromancer's been luring adventurers in with an empty chest and experimenting on them.
Idiot didn't lock the door, so I let myself out and stabbed him midway through his waffling. Then took his stuff and left.
Is that a dragon out there? Oh crap it is. Let's go investigate.
Crap, skeletons. And the dragon heard the fighting and is taking a crack at me.
That was hard. It was an elder dragon, apparently. Got another word, too! Another word of Elemental Fury! And there was a dragon priest, with that always-annoying mage trick of retreating while firing off fireballs from a staff. I steered him into a wall and Lydia, then caught up and attacked.
On to the tomb!
Oy. There's a ghost leading me through the place. Small maze, some decent loot, and a dragon claw! Ruby, this one. Okay, through the maze, and apparently this ghost is re-enacting his initial entry, because THE FIGHT IS STILL THERE. HE WON, BUT THE DAMNED DRAUGR ARE STILL BLOODY THERE.
Between the three of us, the fight got done pretty fast. FUS RO DAHed him into a corner, then we just gathered around and hit him until he stopped moving. Wave after wave of draugr. Lots of loot, too.
Aha! Found the book! And that sealed door is open, and leads to a puzzle door. A JAMMED PUZZLE DOOR. Wonderful. Stupid ancient nyords.
Picked up a hammer from one of the draugr, and pounded on the door for a bit. Managed to unjam it. Wolf eagle wolf.
WORD WALL. Some more draugr, and another word to go with WULD!
Okay, out into the night, and I've no idea where I am. The cave's only over there, though...
Stupid bandits, lots of mushrooms, this pack is heavy. Even after I dropped the hammer for unjamming the door. I was reduced to drinking a strength potion and running like crazy.
Day sixty-one.
Okay, hit up the potion store for potions and selling the ones I made, then the khajiit caravan on the way out to get all the septims I spent back. Then south.
So cold up here. I keep losing the road.
Hey, look, a fort. And, yup, it's full of bandits. What a surprise.
Cleared it out. And the tavern next to it that the bandits had invaded. And the other bit of the fort. Looted everything worth taking, and headed off down the road.
Oh, hey, look. A giant. That's the one I'm meant to kill, too! Shot him a few times with my bow, down he went. Some good loot on him, too. I even got some mammoth cheese. It smells kinda funky.
GREEN. FINALLY. Oh, grass, how I missed you. Even though it's dark and still cold.
Argh. Crazy jester needs a wheel fixed. Talked the farmer he'd broken down near to into helping him out. Hopefully, this won't bite me in the ass.
So dark. Finally got into whiterun just before midnight. Nyaptime...
So cold up here. I keep losing the road.
Hey, look, a fort. And, yup, it's full of bandits. What a surprise.
Cleared it out. And the tavern next to it that the bandits had invaded. And the other bit of the fort. Looted everything worth taking, and headed off down the road.
Oh, hey, look. A giant. That's the one I'm meant to kill, too! Shot him a few times with my bow, down he went. Some good loot on him, too. I even got some mammoth cheese. It smells kinda funky.
GREEN. FINALLY. Oh, grass, how I missed you. Even though it's dark and still cold.
Argh. Crazy jester needs a wheel fixed. Talked the farmer he'd broken down near to into helping him out. Hopefully, this won't bite me in the ass.
So dark. Finally got into whiterun just before midnight. Nyaptime...
Saturday, 24 March 2012
Day sixty!
SO COLD OUT HERE. So hard to nyavigate.
Thyalmor are dicks.
Finally found it! Pirates are dumb and ignorant, and don't nyotice arrows until it's too late. Also, they seem to spill oil all over the place. And see leaping off a cliff into water as a way to escape archers.
Messed up pretty amusingly, though. Shouted WULD instead of FUS RO DAH, and instead of hurling a couple of pirates off the cliff, I hurled MYSELF off it. Damn near broke my leg. Probably would have if their ship hadn't been half-rotten and given under me.
Found the amulet, and their forge, and took all their stuff that was worth carrying out. Improved their armour with the hides they had laying around, smelted some ore, and set out for dawnstar.
Also, turns out they were pirates and not just bandits. Their ships were just trapped in a big cave by a cave-in. Still stupid.
Found another boat. Full of pirates. Killed them all, took their stuff, etc. The usual. These ones were slightly better on the uptake, apart from their first mate. Snuck up behind him and stabbed him.
Cold water is cold.
Also, horkers have a mean temper, taste nasty unless stewed, and are hard to hurt with a sword. Stupid nyord wildlife.
Found the swamps, followed the route I took last time I went this way.
Arrived in dawnstar late, handed over the amulet, did some trading. Went to the inn for a nyap. Barmaid starting singing my theme tune. Always good. Do potions and trading in the morning, then head for whiterun. Meant to drop the horn near there anyway, and have to deposit some metals and dragon parts at home.
Maybe I'll go dragon hunting on the way there. I need more scales, after all.
Thyalmor are dicks.
Finally found it! Pirates are dumb and ignorant, and don't nyotice arrows until it's too late. Also, they seem to spill oil all over the place. And see leaping off a cliff into water as a way to escape archers.
Messed up pretty amusingly, though. Shouted WULD instead of FUS RO DAH, and instead of hurling a couple of pirates off the cliff, I hurled MYSELF off it. Damn near broke my leg. Probably would have if their ship hadn't been half-rotten and given under me.
Found the amulet, and their forge, and took all their stuff that was worth carrying out. Improved their armour with the hides they had laying around, smelted some ore, and set out for dawnstar.
Also, turns out they were pirates and not just bandits. Their ships were just trapped in a big cave by a cave-in. Still stupid.
Found another boat. Full of pirates. Killed them all, took their stuff, etc. The usual. These ones were slightly better on the uptake, apart from their first mate. Snuck up behind him and stabbed him.
Cold water is cold.
Also, horkers have a mean temper, taste nasty unless stewed, and are hard to hurt with a sword. Stupid nyord wildlife.
Found the swamps, followed the route I took last time I went this way.
Arrived in dawnstar late, handed over the amulet, did some trading. Went to the inn for a nyap. Barmaid starting singing my theme tune. Always good. Do potions and trading in the morning, then head for whiterun. Meant to drop the horn near there anyway, and have to deposit some metals and dragon parts at home.
Maybe I'll go dragon hunting on the way there. I need more scales, after all.
Day fifty-nyine!
Okay. Was randomly insulted by an elf woman in the street. Instead of Shouting at her and tearing her throat out, I was good and simply asked her what was wrong with my armour MADE OF DRAGONS.
Of course, I dropped that I was going to the palace, and she offered me a free set of clothes AND some coin if I wore one of the Radiant Raiment's outfits. I agreed; fashion can be tolerated for septims.
The Jarl-ess seemed to like it.
Off to the cave.
Found an altar on the way, which spoke to me. Said I should go turn on a beacon, then clear the temple out. Sure thing, voice in my head! I'll get right to that!
Found a word wall, nearby, though. Air, for Elemental Fury. No idea.
Oh, and bandits. Looted their stuff after killing them. Swords of sparks hurt, but easily countered by hanging back and casting Firebolt.
By the gods, it's full of nyecromancers. And, apparently, a castle. What. Oh, and they're trying to summon a daedra of some sort. WONDERFUL. Killed them all, and their draugr. Stopped the ritual. Stole their book and their robes.
On returning to the city, I checked in on the clothing store. Claimed my reward, invested it in them, got it back trading them loot.
The Jarl-ess also asked me to deliver a horn for her. Can't have her getting too horny now, can we? Hur hur hur.
Talked the steward into giving me the key for the pelagius wing, went to check it out.
What. The hell. Was that.
Okay. I arrived in this garden sort of place, with a big table and a couple of guys. My pack and gear were gone, replaced with fancy clothing. After a brief chat, it turned out the madman's 'master' was Sheogorath, the Mad God. No, seriously. That's what he claimed. He gave me a staff and told me to go sort out Pelagius' brain.
So, I went off and performed brain surgery on a dead man with a staff that changed things into things. Whole lot of walking around zapping things with it before I was let out back into the palace. I got to keep the staff, though. Yay. It'll look good on my wall, when I get more plaques.
Hit up the shops, nyapped, and set off dark and early for the cave to get the khajiit caravan guard's amulet back.
Of course, I dropped that I was going to the palace, and she offered me a free set of clothes AND some coin if I wore one of the Radiant Raiment's outfits. I agreed; fashion can be tolerated for septims.
The Jarl-ess seemed to like it.
Off to the cave.
Found an altar on the way, which spoke to me. Said I should go turn on a beacon, then clear the temple out. Sure thing, voice in my head! I'll get right to that!
Found a word wall, nearby, though. Air, for Elemental Fury. No idea.
Oh, and bandits. Looted their stuff after killing them. Swords of sparks hurt, but easily countered by hanging back and casting Firebolt.
By the gods, it's full of nyecromancers. And, apparently, a castle. What. Oh, and they're trying to summon a daedra of some sort. WONDERFUL. Killed them all, and their draugr. Stopped the ritual. Stole their book and their robes.
On returning to the city, I checked in on the clothing store. Claimed my reward, invested it in them, got it back trading them loot.
The Jarl-ess also asked me to deliver a horn for her. Can't have her getting too horny now, can we? Hur hur hur.
Talked the steward into giving me the key for the pelagius wing, went to check it out.
What. The hell. Was that.
Okay. I arrived in this garden sort of place, with a big table and a couple of guys. My pack and gear were gone, replaced with fancy clothing. After a brief chat, it turned out the madman's 'master' was Sheogorath, the Mad God. No, seriously. That's what he claimed. He gave me a staff and told me to go sort out Pelagius' brain.
So, I went off and performed brain surgery on a dead man with a staff that changed things into things. Whole lot of walking around zapping things with it before I was let out back into the palace. I got to keep the staff, though. Yay. It'll look good on my wall, when I get more plaques.
Hit up the shops, nyapped, and set off dark and early for the cave to get the khajiit caravan guard's amulet back.
Day fifty-eight!
Out into the wilds again. After some shopping. Offload more loot.
Remembered how to make fondue. Moon sugar, ale, and eldar cheeeese.
Returned his bow. 'I don't have much to give you'? Bag of flawless gems. What?
Took the coach to solitude, check out Wolfskull Cave over there.
Remembered how to make fondue. Moon sugar, ale, and eldar cheeeese.
Returned his bow. 'I don't have much to give you'? Bag of flawless gems. What?
Took the coach to solitude, check out Wolfskull Cave over there.
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