Saga, it sounds like the Ice Witch is pretty unhappy. Riften is an especially painful place to be lonely, I think. All of those people talking to each other, but none to Mycharonna.

DE, did the boat come yet? I missed it last night, but I was up early this morning.

Lopov, Chamany is such fun to read. I like his attitude. The book critic part made me laugh.

Congrats to Kayla. I really like that climb, no matter how many times I’ve had a character make it.

I WISH I could show y'all the gameplay. Kayla gets surprised often, and her first instinct is to freeze people in their tracks with her Thu'um XD The Couriers don't like her XD

@Renee - Fallowstone cave sounds like interesting place to explore, especially after what I read about it in the other topic. Damn, are Mycharonna's writings good!

@Elisabeth Hollow - freezing attacks must be especially troubling for naked couriers (if they are in your game of course )

@Grits - thank you!

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Redoran's Retreat has been cleared of bandits - mostly easy work but Chamany La Verden sometimes overestimates his abilities and that's why he had minor difficulties with the Nord Bandit leader. Chamany has only two techniques in combat: he either finishes his enemies off with few powerful and well-placed swings or he 'plays' by taunting and hitting them on occasion while avoiding their blows. Well, the bandit leader at Redoran's Retreat obviously didn't like his taunting and successfully blocked Breton's attacks on more than one occasion which in return staggered Chamany. In the end he was victorious but a little bit surprised that the Bandit leader gave him troubles. He also found a Treasure Map, according to which the treasure should be hidden somewhere in the mountains behind one of the farms close to Whiterun. Chamany also found a book called The Last Seed v8 that seemed a bit more interesting as the books at The Bannered Mare so he took it.

Apart from two encounters in Whiterun there were no other events worth mentioning on that day. First one occured when Chamany was on his way to the Dragonsreach to claim his reward and he bumped into that blonde Nord in Imperial armor again.

"I should bash you in your face for what you've done," said the Nord.
"Then do it," said Chamany and turned around. "Right here, right now."
"Long live the Empire," said the Nord and went on.
"Coward," thought Chamany but was satisfied because he 'won' the battle again - he likes winning.

The second encounter occured when an old man in noble clothes entered his private room at The Bannered Mare.

"Olfrid, patron of the great clan Battle-Born, a name I'm sure you know well."
"I do but I don't care about you or your clan. Now be so kind and leave my room, please."
"Watch yourself out there."

Chamany wasn't generally rude to people (although he had sort of "I'm a bit better than you, but it's fine" attitude) but he didn't like the old man for two reasons: first - he entered his room without invitation (though he wouldn't complain if it were Saadia or Olfina) and second - he was probably father of that blonde Nord whom he pissed off.
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The next day he found the treasure and decided to sell most of the valuables to Khajiit trader in front of Whiterun. "These Khajiits and I have much in common... they came to Skyrim because the land is torn apart because of the war and merchants became scarce - so they have an ideal opportunity to earn a lot of gold in short time. I didn't come to Skyrim of my free will... but mercenaries here are much needed and well-paid because of the war as well... exactly like Khajiit said - Skyrim is like a ripe fruit, ready to be picked."

He spent the rest of the day in The Bannered Mare, socializing with the patrons. He defeated hardy Nord woman in a short brawl and did some reading - he didn't regret taking the book from Redroan's Retreat but the book was very long and he left some of it for later. Chamany also tried flirting with Saadia in the kitchen but she wasn't very talkative and despite saying to him on one occasion "What do you need, handsome?" she later repeated her usual phrase:"Now please, no more questions."

With Saadia occupying his thoughts Chamany La Verden fell asleep... tomorrow he's heading to clear another camp west of Whiterun.

It comes to something when Khajiit cannot walk out of his door without being bothered by starfish wearing fools bearing pamphlets!

J'zirlo has found himself transported to the island of Solstheim to sort out the starfish wearing dudes...He has also brought his brother along for the ride...

"J'zargo only has so much food in his stomach."

"Not from where I'm standing...Go stand down wind would you? Something smells fowl...We presume you."

Pfft. Nope. PSN took too damn long and my parents stole the television when it was just 80% completed. I didn't even play it today. So I spent my day working, half of the evening studying . . .and then sleeping so I can wake up at night to catch that boat.

I would let you borrow a TV if I could, we've got several our house that we're not using!

Just be patient, DE, it's coming. I was on Beth's forums today and I only read psyched, ecstatic posts from various gamers, nothing negative. Framerate gets mostly fixed. Draw distance is improved. You are going to get a better game overall. Be psyched!



I love the Khajiit caravans! They're so convenient for unloading all sorts of gear (and maybe buying some, too). I like that we don't always have to go into a walled town just to buy & trade.

Your conversations in your story had me cracking up!

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double bloat

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The Imperial and Stormcloak camps are great for this too. Once Helgen gets populated by bandits you can kill them all and loot the place. Then go down the road to the east and sell it all to the Stormcloaks who are practically next door.

I've been feeling the need to return to my dastardly underhanded ways in the Elder Scrolls world as of late. While playing Raslon Andavel, Dunmer Archmage and Dragonborn, has been a breath of fresh air I feel my roots calling. So without further delay allow me to introduce Former Khajiit Bandit Dar'Sarish!

Sundas, Seventeenth of Last Seed

Stupid is a fine word, simple in its meaning and easy to weave into any insult. Stupid does not begin to describe the 'bandits' that dwelled in the mine of Embershard. In Cyrodiil we at least had the foresight to give our lookouts a helping hand. Foolish girl didn't even hear me slip from the supports behind her. And now she'll never hear anything again.

The Nords inside were equally foolish. One on guard the other napping. NAPPING! I understand needing to sleep. Shifts and all, but only a single ally to protect you whilst you slumber? Moronic. Sleeper died first. Slit his throat. Tricked the other into their own rock trap at the entrance. Should have watched his footing, ironic the last conversation he had was about the very thing that ended him.

Two guards for their stash, at least got that right. Guard in the hall fell to my steel dagger, should have sprung for better armor than just hide. Right between the ribs. Punched through a lung. He turned just in time for me to slam my dagger just under his chin.

Watch for the loot door was simple. Their store room was exposed on one side, tossed a few coin off the table and predictably she went in to investigate. While she looked for a Skeever I snuck in behind. Slit her throat.

Last three were a problem. After I executed their smith on the ground floor, his friends on the walkways above noticed me. Bowman and a hefty hammer-happy Nord. Managed to keep Hammer in front of Bow. Light on my feet, picky with my stabs, and down went Hammer. Took a few arrows from Bow but managed to charge up the ramps and close the distance. Finished him by piercing his skull.

Dropped loot off at Traders in Riverwood. Bought a room at Giant's. Not bad work after the botched migration and the dragon. Going to stay around Riverwood for a few more days. Keep eyes open for law. Thinking about it just makes my fur itch... Going to bed.

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That Bandit Chief at Redoran’s Retreat gave me a real surprise the first time through, Lopov.

Yay J’ZIRLO!! And it’s great to hear from another Khajiit, Dar’Sarish!


So I ran a few of my PS3 characters around a little today to see who had survived the patch and Dragonborn installation. No one has left Skyrim yet, but so far the little hiccups are smoothing out nicely. Everything was going to plan. And then I woke up Jerric.

Grits: Hi. This is not an adventure. This is only a test. We’re just— Where are you going?

Jerric: To the forge.

Grits: No, wait! That’s Out Of Character. You’re not a blacksmith! I only gave you those perks so you could… I mean so that Eorlund could upgrade your plate!

Jerric: Perks? Are you talking about Ysolda?

Darnand: Good morning! (I accidentally clicked Marcurio in my befuddlement, and he gave his most cheerful greeting. Probably enjoying the show.)

Jerric: *goes to forge*

Grits: Now just hold on! You don’t know—

Jerric: Sure I do. There’s new armor and weapons in there now. Nordic Carved. *gestures to self* Nordic. Carved.

Grits: Are you referring to your abs? How did you know about the new stuff?

Jerric: Saw it in your brain. Who do you think woke you up at 2:45 this morning? Now step back, woman. I have work to do.

Grits: …

Whiterun Guard: Guard might get nervous, a man approaches with his weapon drawn.

Darnand: *snorts*

Jerric: All right, ready. I still have some ale and horker meat in my inventory from the last trip. It’s not rat, but it’ll do. Oh wait, forget I said ale. Now, where are we going?

I still love Darnand!

Wow, three new stories! CAn't wait to read 'em.



Holy crap, I did not know this. I had no idea they buy & sell!

Morndas, Eighteenth of Last Seed

Stay in Riverwood was cut short. Blacksmith has better eyes than Khajiit thought. Caught this one filching one of his iron maces, whole town chased me out. Lucky they don't have guards. Cut through the mountains northward. Killed three bandits hold up in a tower. Saw smoke coming from tomb near mountain top tower troupe was probably a lookout guard. Better organized.

Foot of the mountain opened into plains, saw my first Giant. Large fellows, not too bright. Stuck into their camp and looted what little they had, just gold. Headed to large walled city to the east. Big thing built on a hill, should be easy to disappear. Khajiit might be able to start up a ring there.

Guards tried to bar me from the city! "Don't want yer kind here, Cat", they said. Told them I'd been to the Imperial fort that was hit. That this one had urgent words for their leader. Bought it perfectly.

Night fell all to quickly, Bannered Mare had good food and warm beds. Also kind to this one. Khajiit will rest, tomorrow go looking around town.


Ha, Grits! Raslon did just that as well. Well, he looked through the library over at the collage insisting there was to be a new shipment of native Dunmer tombs. He and Urag got into a bit of a verbal argument... The books had not arrived. Needless to say the Dunmer Archmage was livid but Urag maintained that the order had never been placed...

"You are sure this is where Master Trey says it is?" Asked J'Zargo.

"Of course, look here is the brochure, it says, quite clearly, Thirk Mead Hall."

"Riiiight...*Sniffs*...Something smells foul."

Suddenly, a long spear is waved in front of the brothers' faces. A voice from knee-height declares, "You. Fol. Low. Me."

" ... ..." Says J'Zirlo.

" ... ..." Agrees J'Zargo.

"Awwwwww" Chorus the family McB.

"Daddeh, I want a Riekling." Declares the daughter.

"Okaaaay." Says J'Zargo, "So what do we do now? I doubt there's a lusty-"

"You. Fol. Low. Me!"

"-Anything for miles-"

"YOU. FOL. LOW. ME!!"

"-Let alone any damned mea-"

"YOU.FOl.LOW.ME.YOU.FOL.LOW.ME.YOU.FOL.LOW.MEEEEEE!!!!" Said the now bouncing Riekling.

" " Said J'Zargo.

" *Shrug* " Replied J'Zirlo.

The Khajiits proceeded to follow the now joyously skipping tiny warrior into the once beautiful Mead Hall. Tables and chairs were strewn everywhere; piles of refuse and waste lay here and there.

"Ooooh, look brother, maybe you could pick up some decorating tips for that house you're going to build."

"It is not started yet. I still have to wait for the damned thing to come out!!." Said J'Zirlo, breaking the Fourth Wall.

They stood before a teeny little goblin-like creature in an improbably huge ornate headdress.

"You big!" the - what was obviously - chieftan declared, "You go. Bring back prize pig! Bring Bilgemuck!"

"Oooh," said J'Zargo, "He wants some of your cooking brother!"

"Careful brother, I will need a foundation for my house...Perhaps I should use your head for it?"

"You would put a house on me? Your own brother?...You would...Oz-tracise me?"



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The brothers have also taken posession of a large boat-wreck/Reaver camp near Raven Rock...It's pretty, and, most importantly, it has a strong box...Which I will take on the faith in my friend Grits, that it is Safe Storage™... ...

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I wanted to get back to Lord Haaf-Mersey tonight (it's night where I live right now) I have a 'time limit' for my gaming. LHM's story is about to get interesting , though.



Some of you may know what that's all about, I'm not gonna say, though. I'll keep it vague. I will say this, though: Mycharonna found a free house to live in. Whenever she's in Windhelm, she's got a free place to stay, and the other occupants don't seem to mind. This means she does not have to force herself to stay in Windhelm's inn, and this makes me happy because I wouldn't have found this safe house if I wasn't roleplaying, getting into her head. Sneaking around and breaking into places, looking for her next v

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Bizarre Foods with Kraven Desselius! After meeting with the Frostmoon Pack, spending a hefty sum on those Hircine-blessed rings, slaying three Glenmoril Witches whom he swore he had met before two centuries ago . . .Kraven revisits his all time favorite snack! Ash Hoppers!

I was pleased to see them in the game, as Kraven is one of those characters who I RPed eating locusts with honey(John the Baptist reference). Since of course some part of his life took place in Morrowind, he loved the giant insects and often collected them and kept them in his own little kitchen and snacked on them once and awhile. Yum!

Ash Hopper leg. Ash Hopper meat. Ash Hopper jelly.

I have no idea what you're talking about, DE, but don't tell me! I'm sure I'll come across it sooner or later.

*Robert does dance of joy!!!*

I got a haaa-awss!!, I got a haaa-awss!!...

There is, ladies and gentlemen, a house to be had in Dragonborn...The best thing...It's free!!!...

All you have to do is kill an undead General, and plough through a fort full of Morag Tong Assassins...But hey, that's no biggie when a house is at stake!!...

Well, I say all...There's more to it than that...But it's amazing!!!...

Did I mention that it's free?... ...

Oh, you all knew?...

Damn...

*Robert cares not!!*

*Robert continues dance of joy*

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A free house? I am there!