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Day Five: The Ultimate Heist

Basically, this is a play-through of the PC game The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, but in a non-linear fashion. I am playing the game as if I was an average Nord, kind of like an NPC (Non Player Character) being thrown into the position of the Dragonborn, and I’m acting and reacting like a normal Nord would.

Yesterday, I obliterated the very first skeletons I’d ever encountered, met a girl whom I will potentially marry one day named Narri, and met another lutist, this one just as mundane and irritating as the last one.

A woman of many words...I spoil myself with a bit of a sleep in this morning for all my hard work yesterday. I wake up at 6am and buy some bread from Valga for my breakfast. I also make small talk with Narri, who doesn’t have too much to say. I also meet a guy in the Inn named Solaf who tells me he’s a Stormcloak. Apparently there’s a civil war between the Stormcloaks and the Imperials going on or something. But I don’t pay too much attention to current events. I death stare Delacourt (the new bard) as I munch on my yummy bread, then head out the door to explore this new town. Read the rest of this page »

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Day Four: Battling the Undead, Finding True Love, and More Skinny Dipping

Basically, this is a play-through of the PC game The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, but in a non-linear fashion. I am playing the game as if I was an average Nord, kind of like an NPC (Non Player Character) being thrown into the position of the Dragonborn, and I’m acting and reacting like a normal Nord would.

Yesterday I helped Faendal spoil Sven’s attempts at making Camilla fall in love with him, I helped Alvor at his forge, Skinny dipped in a lake and decided to leave Riverwood and head to Falkreath in search of a Smelter.

Goodbye and good riddance, RiverwoodI rise early on day four, ready for the long walk to Falkreath. I estimate it will take me longer than a day, so I sell some leftover ingredients and buy a couple of bottles of ale, some baked potatoes and a green apple from my good friend Orgnar. I bid farewell to him, and bid good riddance to Sven as I walk out the door, munching on my pheasant breast for breakfast. I head over to the Riverwood Trader (which is open, despite it being 4:45am. It must be one of those 24-hour shops, I guess) and buy myself a potion of minor healing (in case of any dangerous encounters) for 51 gold.

Suddenly, I realise I forgot to put the woodcutter’s axe back yesterday! Oh no! I spent a whole night with someone else’s axe! I sure hope they didn’t miss it! And I most certainly hope they don’t know that it was me who took it! I hurry over to put it back, and head south-west on the road to Falkreath. Read the rest of this page »

Day Three Cont’d: Skinny Dipping

Do I look pimpin' or what!I reach Alvor’s forge to see if he wants a hand, and it turns he does; he asks me to make him an iron dagger! I do just that, but apparently it’s too blunt for the old sod. So he gives me some iron and tells me to go sharpen it up. I continue helping the guy, and I come out with a fine iron dagger and an improved hide helmet. I decide that, considering I have a decent amount of gold saved up, I might as well just buy some iron ingots from Alvor and smith myself some decent armour since I can’t smelt my ore. I buy a total of 15 iron ingots, 1 steel ingot 10 leather and 10 leather strips. I forge myself a full set of iron (minus a shield, I already have one of those) and proceed to improve the full set (including the shield and my steel sword) as much as my sorry little skill allows me too. It’s not much, and it cost me an absolute fortune (I’m down to around 300 gold, now), but on the plus side I now look a little like the guy from the trailer, and the guy from the trailer killed dragons. Does this mean I’m destined to kill dragons? Read the rest of this page »

Day Three: Forging the Bonds of Love

Basically, this is a play-through of the PC game The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, but in a non-linear fashion. I am playing the game as if I was an average Nord, kind of like an NPC (Non Player Character) being thrown into the position of the Dragonborn, and I’m acting and reacting like a normal Nord would.

Yesterday, I investigated Embershard Mine, not far from Riverwood. I ended up killing about a hundred bandits (not really, only eight), finding thousands of gold pieces (not really, only about 200) and reached level 100 (not really, only level 2).

Sven is drumming for a change!Looking dramatic.At 5am, my body clock goes off and I rise from bed. Just like yesterday, I walk out of my room to see Sven playing his… Drum? Well, it’s a pleasant change, that’s for sure! But I still have never seen him sleep. Perhaps he’s a vampire? I say good morning to Orgnar and buy some food from him. I pick myself up some baked potatoes (they look like good breakfast food) and some cooked beef and grilled pheasant breast. The pheasant looks pleasant, and the beef looks neat. I try my hand at mixing some ingredients from yesterday, but unfortunately nothing I mix seems to create any potions. I feel kinda lousy, but I leave the inn to head over to see if Lucan is open yet. Read the rest of this page »

Day Two Cont’d: Take a Bow

In the rest of the mine I find some more iron ore, a couple more piles of mushrooms, and as I turn round a corner, another bandit! Where are all these bandits coming from? This one must be really good at hiding because I didn’t even notice him until he shouted “Hiyaaarrr!!!!” and attacked me. He was a piece of cake with my new shield though. I believe I’ve become an expert at this whole killing bandits thing. He barely got a chance to land a blow with my huge iron shield in the way. I drop him to the ground, gashed and bloodied, to discover he was carrying a key labelled Embershard Mine Key! Hopefully this opens up something valuable! He was also carrying a steel sword, which does a little bit more damage than my measly iron one, and so I take that and equip it.

Boziik kicks butt. Read the rest of this page »

Day Two: Looting Mine Bandits

Basically, this is a play-through of the PC game The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, but in a non-linear fashion. I am playing the game as if I was an average Nord, kind of like an NPC (Non Player Character) being thrown into the position of the Dragonborn, and I’m acting and reacting like a normal Nord would.

Yesterday, I stumbled across a town called Riverwood, killed a couple of wolves, looted dead bandits and got severely irritated by a lutist. It was a successful day, all in all. Hopefully today will be just as successful.

Will he ever stop?I rise from my peaceful slumber at 5am. I head out of my room and, oh my… Sven is still playing his lute! I slept for a solid eight hours, at least! And he’s still going… What a weirdo. I say good morning to Orgnar and head over to his alchemy lab to mix some flowers. I manage to mix up six Resist Frost potions which I have no need for, as my Nord blood gives me a 50% resistance to frost, which is more than enough for me. I value each one at approximately 60 gold! So I get excited and head over to the Riverwood Trader. I nearly run there I’m so excited! But that would be breaking my own rules, so I walk.

Remembering that it’s still quite early (about 6am now) I decide not to bother Lucan at the Trader and head over to Alvor’s forge. I have my three wolf pelts from yesterday still in my pack, so I decide to convert them into three leather. I consider upgrading my three pieces of Hide armour, but each upgrade only increases the armour rating by 1 or 2 points, so I decide to save my leather to create a helmet and shield later on. I head over to the Trader and sell my potions to Lucan, which he only gives me 20 gold for!! What a cheapskate! First it’s the clothes, now it’s the potions! I growl at him, take my moolah and storm out! I’m sick of that guy, always ripping me off. But then again, I just made 120 gold! That’s quite a lot of money! This alchemy business could potentially pay off. Alchemy just seems kind of girly to me. I’d rather hunt wild animals, fight giants, and slay the undead! But right now, I’m hungry. So I head back to the Inn. Read the rest of this page »

Day One: Flowers, Wolves and Lutists

I don't think he's dead...
Boziik, in his favourite sleeping position.

The time is 6:11 AM when Boziik Gein wakes up from his peaceful slumber on the shore in what appears to be a very awkward position. He slowly stands up, wavering in his groggy state.

He looks like he’s been severely mugged, wearing nothing but ripped, ragged trousers and his favourite pair of boots. He doesn’t even appear to have his shirt on him, nor can he find it nearby. The bottle of mead in his pack potentially offers an explanation as to why he woke up on the shore with half of his clothing and all of his possessions gone. Last night must have been crazy. He digs around in his pack and manages to find a single green apple and 16 gold pieces… Read the rest of this page »