My journey started as everyone elses in Skyrim, EXACTLY the same. I am a convict of unknown ethnicity riding on a carrage that I apparently am capable of sitting perfectly straight in even on steep inclines. As I wake I am greated by a nord who is kind enough to encourage all aboard that we should remember our homelands before our impending decapitation. Of course, Ulfric Stormcloak is introduced, but more on him later (He is a horrible person).
I am waiting oh so patiently for a picture to download so that I can add it to this blog and add ATMOSPHERE! Too bad my internet is slower than a slug with arthritis (no idea). Finally!
I know this isn't the actual carriage the hero arrives in. I KNOW!! |
Now, after being rescued by the main enemy of this tale, Alduin (Did I mention that there would be spoilers?) I set out on my journey to Whiterun... One that involved steep cliffs and short bursts of sprinting. I believe I made record time.
Sadly, because my internet is so horribly slow I won't be adding anymore pictures... When I have more TIME (which I do have but I don't want to spend working on this blog) I will add more PIZAZZ. Thank you for your understanding.
Anywho, moving right along. On my arrival to Whiterun my initial reaction is "I need to sell all of my crap that is weighing me down." Thank God there is a black smith right there to buy all my unwanted junk. After that I proceeded to Dragonsreach. Where I will soon meet the Jarl... I'll leave it there for a sort of cliff hanger effect so that I can actually figure out what exactly I'm going to write so that it is more entertaining for my two followers and myself.
Enjoy!
DARN, I WILL BURN YOU INTO BBQ CHICKEN! YOU LOUSY DARING GUY!
ReplyDeletealso this is going to be good. THIS WILL KEEP ME UPDATED ON YOUR ADVENTURES IN SKYRIM, so I can cry if you get richer than me. Which I will not allow.
UPDATE WOMAN!
ReplyDeleteOkay okay I'm working on it... not really...
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