Today In Skyrim (Spoilerific), Like the other one, but with added spoilers!!! Options

[Renee]

Acadian: You got that right! Being in the bandit faction erases a lot of stress for me! I like being able to see things from both sides too.

Grits: Yes, lack of spells is challenging, but really, Bjorn winds up with so many healing potions (because he sometimes bullies people sometimes along the road, especially Vigilant of Stendarr folks) that it all evens out. Snow Veil Sanctum was confusing for me and Bjorn as well. He doesn't know really what's going on; who he can trust, and so forth. Thieves Guild really is much different than it was in TES4.

Been missing you in these forums, by the way.

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Middas, early evening, Frostfall 1

Arrived in Morthal. Rather moody, uneventful place, even more depressed than Dawnstar. Bjorn spent the night in this place's inn (removing his bandit armor once again for regular clothes, so as not to draw too much attention).

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Turdas, Frostfall 2

Days Passed: 46

Spent night in Fort Snowhawk after killing all its stupd milk-drinking mages. Good place full of lots of loot, sorely needed.

*he ascended to Level 16! I dumped +3 into Endurance, +3 into Agility, and +1 into luck. I also gave him the Light Armor > Agile Defender perk.

This post has been edited by Renee: Jan 20 2017, 11:42 PM

[Lopov]

+ a random Afflicted Refugee

This reminds me of afflicted refugees in Forrah's game. :facepalm: As soon as she met the requirements for Peryite's quest, she was constantly running into these NPCs. I'm glad she's on Solstheim now where they aren't present.

Hah, interesting to read about Bjorn being welcome in Fort Dunstad. It's probably my favorite fort in Skyrim.

Bjorn is 16 and getting wilder than ever!

[Renee]

Those Afflicted Refugee guys annoy me (through Bjorn) because they don't have the bullying speech options that other NPCs have. In other words, Bjorn's got Become a Highwayman in his game, and he gets some speech options because of this, but for whatever reason the AR guys can't be messed with.

Fort Dunstad is one of my fave places too...for attacking. Such an adrenaline rush!

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Fredas, Frostfall 3

Days Passed: 47

Left Fort Snowhawk and arrived in Dragon's Bridge, where a guard promptly tried to arrest him. Yikes. Bjorn has a huge bounty here....10,001 gold. Luckily, I did not have that "Prison Overhaul" mod installed (the one you use also, Lopov) at the time because he only spent one week in jail. Hmm.

Solitude in distance

Bjorn the Tough Guy (and I like tough guys)

This post has been edited by Renee: Jan 22 2017, 06:37 PM

[Acadian]

Bjorn's been a bad boy!

Love that view of the Solitude rock bridge thing.

Tough guy's no milk drinker!

[SubRosa]

but for whatever reason the AR guys can't be messed with.

Those of us who own AR-15s agree!

Bjorn has quite a scowl there! He looks like he make a dragon think twice about attacking him, after one look at that mug!

[Lopov]

Bjorn is so wide that he can't put his hands next to his body.

He could be a Russian with that beard and the "Where's my vodka?" look in the 2nd pic.

I don't use Life in Prison anymore because it's not compatible with RP chopping and mining which is more essential to my games.

[Renee]

Making me laugh over here! Glad you all have a sense of humor.

Lopov: Oh no kidding....that makes sense about RP Mining & Chopping because right after his jail stay I made sure to install Life in Prison again. Then about a week ago, Bjorn was in some bandit hideout which had a bunch of mining gear & veins in it, yet he was able to perfectly mine three ores within several seconds, as the vanilla game provides, and no more than three. Needless to say... this really broke imm-----imm ... Immersion for me!

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Fredas, Frostfall 10, mid-afternoon.

Bjorn Tubewyyld is let out of jail to a sunny Haafingar day. On Frostfall 11, he spent half of the day trying to find out where "Castle Fletcher" is (because the quest update in his journal said to go to "Castle Fletcher"). He thought it was a second castle, somewhere in Solitude, unattached to Castle Dour. Turns out, it's really THE Castle Fletcher that he was supposed to be looking for. Since there was no "the" in front of Castle Dour, he didn't realize he'd merely supposed to have been looking for the castle's fletcher. *facepalm*

(See how important those articles can be, Lopov? lol.)

Once he figured out where to go, he spent the rest of the day making an iron warhammer, and also some hide armor. He buys, finds, or steals ores and animal pelts, and then makes cheap armor / weapons for sale.

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[Acadian]

I love how Bjorn is perhaps not the sharpest lockpick in the pouch. I wonder how he would have dealt if his journal said 'Find the Castle Fetcher'?

[Lopov]

to find out where "Castle Fletcher" is (because the quest update in his journal said to go to "Castle Fletcher"). He thought it was a second castle, somewhere in Solitude, unattached to Castle Dour. Turns out, it's really THE Castle Fletcher that he was supposed to be looking for.

[Renee]

Sundas, Frostfall 12

This day started for Bjorn just after midnight, when he rented a room at Winking Skeever and stored some stuff here. He then got his lockpicks in preparation to break into Castle Dour's fletcher.

But first, a fight! A vampire somehow got inside the entrance area of Solitude, and the guards and a couple citizens took care of it. Bjorn did not get involved, he merely watched. After this was done, he headed up to the fletcher. Turns out, he didn't need any lockpicks right away; the place was not locked.

The fletcher's owner (whom Bjorn innocently bought some arrows from earlier that day) was still awake, but unaware when Bjorn snuck in. Bjorn cased the place, grabbing a bottle of alto wine to quench his thirst. This was a mistake actually, as this caused him to get kinda drunk. Every once in a while, he'd then lose his balance due to the effects of this alcohol. But he had been thirsty, so...

The ledger he was supposed to doctor some numbers into was easy to find, drunk or not. Sitting right upstairs, matter of fact. Bjorn couldn't help stealing a few items as he made his way out of the fletcher: various gold coins, a strength potion, and a few items of food. Overall, the job went well. Back in the Ratway, Delvin would be pleased.

Early Afternoon:
He awoke, got his things together, and then left Solitude. Outside of town, there had been some sort of scuffle. A guard lay just outside the city gates....dead. And three black dogs surrounded him, also dead. The fight had not gone well, but at least it was over. Bjorn saw his opportunity though. A full Solitude guard's armor suit? He looted this off the dead man. Later on he'd wash it, and then occasionally pretend to be a guard, just like Kahreem.

Since he knows he's wanted in Whiterun, Bjorn decides to head back the way he came: toward Morthal, and then Dawnstar. But he only made it as far as Fort Snowhawk, where some mages & conjurers had returned, surprised to see most of their friends had been offed by somebody.

Spent night at Fort Snowhawk.

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Vampire Attack!

Sneaking around while drunk on alto wine

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[Acadian]

So Bjorn 2B Drunk displays his Karheeminess in not only drinking on the job but planning to impersonate a guard.

Glad to see he located that Dour Fetcher in the Castle.

Extremely in character for Bjorn to let a vamp attack take its course.

[Renee]

Glad to see he located that Dour Fetcher in the Castle. 0

Ha ha yeah, you know?

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Tirdas, Frostfall 13-14

Bjorn stayed in Dawnstar for a day and a night (doing more smithing, and selling the armor & weapons he made to some Khajiit merchants just out of town), and then headed back to Riften, passing safely through Fort Dunstad again. Just north of Whiterun's hold, he encountered a couple of rouge (but amateur) mages, both who tried to take him down with novice magic. Bjorn killed these both with maybe two or three blows each.

One of these mages carried a Staff of Flame Atronach though. Nice. Bjorn's keeping that one.

On the way back to Riften, he made a wrong turn, and wound up heading toward Whiterun instead of Windhelm. This turned out okay though. Nobody seemed to notice who he was, that he'd stolen one of this town's horses not long ago. Maybe it was the hood he wore over his face.

Spent the night at Valtheim Towers, where the bandits there were eager to hear of Bjorn's latest adventures.

[Acadian]

I bet Bjorn will have fun with that flame atronach staff! Wow, nice being able to use all those bandit forts and lairs as 'guildhalls' to stay at.

[Lopov]

I hope that the ghost of Uber-Knees didn't haunt Bjorn in Valtheim Towers.

[Renee]

Note: the story below continues from the one I posted long ago, on October 25, 2014

Your candle,
Snuffed and waning.
Your sun, your Star
Eclipsed, smoted, fading

Hearth heated, 'rranged
Doom, Moats, be-strayed!
Morning dawn clear
Harsh heart, severe

Allow mited resolve
Landscape pin-pointed destinies

Great Kings arisen
Erasured, Crass Visions

Loredas, early morning. Last Seed 15, 4th Era Year 202

Days Passed: 363

Titus Mede the second stood, and suddenly straightened, Faltered, swung his enchanted axe into the air a couple times. Then he smiled. Relaxed, even. Gathered his courage, and squatted before the woman in dark clothes he had apparently just killed. Checked for a pulse while keeping his blade pressed upon her neck, just in case. No pulse. And no pulse meant no life.

"So that's it, hmm?" he asked in his booming voice. "That's the best the Dark Brotherhood had to offer? Hmm hmm haa haa." He smiled. Turned cautiously around, reaching for his brandy slowly. Just in case. "Then again, rumor has it that Skyrim's chapter of the Brotherhood has faltered. No wonder this one seemed so easy!"

He spoke these words to the nearest wall with confidence. But then, a momentary sense of worry. Because ... why did the lady before him just give in to his blows? Why had she not fought back? And were there others out there, waiting? He peeked out his door, just to make sure. Nobody there.

"Maybe it's because she was the last one living from that guild. Yes. Perhaps so. Maybe she sacrificed herself, in some way. Maybe the hag was embarrassed about the guild's sudden demise?"

He asked this question, and got no answer. Smiled again though; the look on his face portraying a man who was patting himself on the back. Titus Mede II had been living a cultured, easygoing life for many years now. With plenty of guards surrounding him at all times, it'd been years since he had done more than innocently spar with wooden weapons. Easy kill or not, the experience of downing this middle-aged crone had left him exhillerated. Sure, he had done many great things in his time, turning the Empire around from complacency, and disaster. He and his tacticians had essentially ended the Thalmor threat! And had also been conquering Skyrim, one hold at a time.

But there was something nice in knowing that his personal fighting skills...the skills he had learned long ago during his schooling years, were still honed sharp, and intact.

"I still got it. After all these years. My training has sufficed."

And with nobody to witness what had just happened, Titus Mede II realized he was free to embellish. Free to tell the tale of what had just happened.... in any which way he thought appropriate.

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Later that night...
The Emperor of all Tamriel (or most of it) returned to his ship, a dozen men stronger. After leaving his cabin roughly twelve hours before, he'd been startled to find almost all of the Katariah's crew had been murdered .... or worse. Which meant he'd had no choice, but to return to shore, and gather up a new crew.

He had done so easily. After rowing himself to shore, and then walking all the way back to Castle Dour, gathering soldiers and passersby alike at the sight of the emperor, walking all alone, had been easy. After hearing his plight, men were virtually bending over backwards to be included on his ship.

And once in the castle, he had certainly embellished, and why not? He'd added, subtracted, stretched, turned, and twisted his story, while soaking all the attention he could garner. ...Oh yes, we fought like tigers...with only one victor! Me!... The others had hailed him of course, from the lowliest cobble-scrubber all the way to General Tulius himself, everyone present had been astonished. Amazed. Horrified even (that his end had come so close). But most of all, they'd been congratulatory. Just imagine ... Emperor Titus Mede the second .... ridding his own assassin! they'd fantasized. The Dark Brotherhood has sunk to new lows! they'd laughed and smarted.

The soiree, the feasts, had lasted all day. The Empire is strong! The Emperor even more so! Hoorah!!! Hooray!!! Huzzah!!!!!

But later, much later, Titus Mede the second returned to his ship. His men skulked aboard, getting familiar with the tasks of sea which they'd soon embark upon. Some of them seasoned seafarers, others merely glad to be headed out of Skyrim, and back to the heartlands, hoping they wouldn't get sick as they journeyed. Titus had enjoyed the quick feeling of comradery his new men had quickly gathered up, looking forward to warmer air, and golden sun. He was glad, he was proud, he felt more able and tenacious than ever.

... Until he'd returned to his cabin. Where the middle-aged Dark Brotherhood lady he'd killed twelve hours ago was nowhere to be found.

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[Lopov]

The Ice Witch returns on the stage! Great opening story and not once you mentioned her actual name, she was merely a crone or hag to the Emperor. Looks like Titus should listen more closely how to finish someone off back in his schooling days.

[Acadian]

Haven't seen the last of My Charona!

[Renee]

Yeah, that's my big surprise for the season... the return of my Ice Witch. Wooo.... Her story continues probably this weekend.

Let's see where Bjorn left off.


Middas, Frostfall 15

At about high noon, Bjorn had just passed a mage's fort (Fort Amol), and began stalking a lynx for its pelt. But then, everything went wrong. Suddenly the lynx ran away, and as Bjorn followed it, he saw it was running toward the horse he stole several weeks before. The lynx was fighting the horse, but then so were a couple of frost mages. Arrgh!

The horse Bjorn stole from Whiterun did not last long, with a lynx and two mages attacking it. And this is not good. Bjorn carries a lot of things with that horse. So it's time to find another one.

He had passed Mixwater Mill not long ago. Time to head back here to see if they've got anything worth buying. And if he can't afford its price, maybe he'll even steal it.

But surprise at Mixwater though! The guards here attacked him, immediately drawing their bows as he walked by. What had Bjorn done here to deserve this? I know he stayed here once before. Whatever it was, there was no way he could defeat them all, and there was no horse at Mixwater to steal anyway. So he headed straight for Windhelm, as the sun began to go down.

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[Acadian]

Lol. Bjorn's getting famous. . . but not in a good way.

[Renee]

Lol. Bjorn's getting famous. . . but not in a good way.

It gets worse, Acadian. You'll see. I only have maybe a dozen more Bjorn updates left to post, and he definitely deals with more of this as time goes on.

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Turdas, mid-morning, 16th of Frostfall

Days Passed: 60
Days Jailed: 8
Current Gold: 940

Whiterun Bounty: 150
Eastmarch Bounty: 1,540


Bjorn begins this day with a bottle of alto wine, and a walk from Windhelm's inn to its stables. Turns out, he has a lot of gold, but not enough to buy a horse.

"Hey, put that back!"

In a flash, he's out of there, with several guards + the stablehand chasing him. (and this time, I'm going to SetAv Health on this horse so that it's not as weak). Passed by Mixwater Mill on "his" new horse by late morning, but by the time he does this, he's drunk, with a big brown bear chasing him and his new horse. Bjron was too drunk by now to fight the thing, so he decided to lure it into Mixwater instead, thereby causing distraction.

By the time he finally returned to the site where his previous horse had fallen, Bjorn got really upset to find it was no longer there. Eaten by some animals, most likely. Dang. That horse had a lot of stuff in its inventory. Food, drink, potions, about a dozen soul gems (some saleable, some unenchanted), a few bottles of skooma he could have sold, lots of stolen loot he could earn some coin from in the Ratway, even his Dark Brotherhood armor and his Bow of Soul Snares. All gone. Yea, better give "his" new horse some better health.

Spent the night at Nilheim Tower, with bandits all around, sharing stories and getting even drunker.

This post has been edited by Renee: Feb 14 2017, 10:40 PM