![]() ![]() Turns out this lonely traveler was a bit more stout then the fragile old woman at the hut. "Every little bit helps," I muttered as I released my crossbow once again. and if I was going to get anywhere in Tamriel, I knew it would take coin. Anise the witch wasn't exactly a rich witch. ![]() He was dressed in robes and seemed far too vulnerable out here in the wilds.Įven from here you could hear the jingling of his coin purse. After making some distance between me and the village, I spied a traveler making his way down the road. Maybe I'm paranoid, but so far, paranoia has served me well. That Nord I escaped with might've gotten captured and interrogated and the last thing I need is to stroll into town. Instead of cluttering the forum with blog posts, I'll just keep it in this thread I think. and no one is going to get in my way.Ĭraftable Crossbows and Bolts Everywhere! I'm going to make my way through Skyrim alright. damn witch was probably waiting for me to turn my back to fry me from the inside out.Ĭan't trust any body out here. I grunted to myself in disgust as I pilfered her alchemical ingrediants. A quick search of the old woman's cabin revealed her name was Anise. Don't know if the Imperials would ask her about any suspicious looking Orcs running around out here, but I wasn't going to take any chances. I grunted as the crossbow bolt flung her across the yard. When she regained her composure, she forced a smile across her face, "Don't mind me, dear, just an old woman." She waved me off nervously. As I rounded the corner, I ran into an old woman, startling her. I approached cautiously, hoping it would be that magical combination of deserted yet filled to the brim with useful equipment and valuables. I clutched the crossbow I had stripped from a body in Helgen as I saw a small hut in the middle of a field. ![]() I hear they can be ground down into something or other. I crossed a stream, killed a deer, and stripped it of anything useful. don't need him blabbing his mouth about his Orc "buddy" that he saw run off into the woods. Get that Nord I escaped with too, while yer at it. I was just hoping that the dragon would make itself useful and kill 'em all. An Orc running around in Imperial armor might be a bit eye catching. I was going to have a tough time blending in as it were. No way are these Imperials going to find me so easily. The second he suggested a split up, I ran off to the north west, off the trail. Welcome to SkyrimĪ dragon attacked and interrupted my execution. I'll be adding more installments of this story in the comments! Also, more pictures will come in later installments as I didn't start playing with this diary in mind, so as the entries come in, they'll start having more and more images with them. mostly little things like making dragon bones weigh less, but if a mod ever impacts my story, I'll reference or link to it's Steam page so anyone else can check it out. I've got over 150 mods installed and will be telling the story as if those things are normally a part of the game. I've been having a great time playing Skyrim again and I thought it'd be fun to do a little Skyrim Diary story as I play my new Orc character. ![]()
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