Okay so, I’ve been playing Skyrim on and off since November. I decided Halo CEA was my priority that week, until all my friends were talking about what they were doing in-game. So I raced to the only remaining Blockbuster within an hour radius of Charlotte and picked it up for the price of a monthly game pass – $8.99. To my dismay that store closed its doors a month and-a-half later. By then sweet rolls and arrows consumed my thoughts and I HAD to own the game. Having played Oblivion and being a Halo gamer, I am used to a certain difficulty. (No. MW3 is not harder than Halo.) I say this so one doesn’t assume I’m Red chasing after bunnies and foxes. I am the Dovahkiin.
My level 39 Nord, is a warrior, rouge, mage, in that order. I haven’t statted anything 100% because I’ve leveled a few chosen things, Two-handed, Archery, Sneak, Lock picking, and Magic- Frost. Speech, One-handed, Enchant, and Alchemy are things I’ve worked on here and there. I have a companion/girlfriend Aranea, from the Shrine of Azura, but I think it’s time to trade her in for a newer model. Brelyna from the College of Winterhold is cute, when she’s not turning you into a bear, goat, or dog.
To get to my point of this, I will start an ‘Adventures in Skyrim’ type post.
March 19, 2012 –
Tonight I was playing the role of Explorer, just sprinting and shouting my merry way across the moon-lite valleys of northern Tamriel. I’m currently involved with two quests, Discerning the Transmundane and Alduin’s Wall. So, I’m somewhere near Karthspire, just minding my own beeswax, when I hear a growl and see a shadow move in hindsight. It didn’t sound like a sabre cat but then I see the balls of lightning Aranea threw at a bear chasing me down that fell just in front on me. Looting the coat and claws, I move on up the mountain towards an undiscovered area. Sprinting over the hilltop, (this time) a sabre jumps out over some rocks, I quickly turn and shoot an arrow in his back while she shocks him a bit. It all happened so fast, playing Halo has prepared me for anything.
March 20, 2012 –
Fast traveled to Alftand and there’s already a dragon attacking some lowly soul, so I immediately crouch down and scoot closer for better view. Turns out the dragon is fucking with a giant I named, Ted. Ted and the dragon are staring each other down when the dragon suddenly blows ice in Ted’s face. Ted looks at the dragon and just bashes him over the head. As the dragon takes off, Ted is swinging his club after him and I swear I could hear him yelling, “damn dragon!”
March 23, 2012 –
April 1, 2012 –
Played with a friend today, which was nice to game with a fellow human being. Brady is spending his time roaming the lands instead of doing quests. As I played his rogue, I joked that he’s going to find every location by the time he starts the quests. I only lasted a few minutes before dying to a mammoth due to my sword being inadequate. He asked why I thought I could defeat a mammoth with a sword anyway. My answer: Because I’m awesome. I am all about the greatsword with magic as a backup, while he sticks to the shadows and didn’t even know about the candlelight spell. I play this way in every game, being the warrior, running up and slashing enemies, possibly dying ALOT. It does give an advantage to others in my party, being a distraction.
My other friend Neal, has a way about manipulating the system, for everything. He played up to level 30, learned the schematics, and started over doing only side quests, gaining rare and unique weapons and armor, and doesn’t even have to fight dragons mid-quest! This aspect excited me as I am a Skyrim hoarder, and, I am working to curb that habit. At last count I had over 300 tankards, 60 dragon scales and bones, 90 pieces of dinnerware and goblets, some 25 furs, and I am always picking up any item of 100 gold or more so I can sell it; or learn the enchantment. It got so bad I glitched the game and had a hard time loading it.
**Update April 4, 2012 Today I did a cave quest that had many tankards and bones, I left them all.