Infiltrating the Thalmor Embassy

I hope you don't hate me for leaving you with a cliff hanger for a week. Not really cliff hanger for those who have played the game, though. Those who haven't played it must have endured torture, and you are seriously neglected if you haven't played this yet. No more dilly dallying; let's just GO!

Let's have a PARTY!

This next step towards finding out where the heck these dragons came from involves party crashing... in a very subtle and smooth sort of way. Stylish too. Delphine tells you to drop off all of your gear with a guy serving drinks at the party. He's a wood elf with a bad personality and very skittish. I forget his name, but I remember I killed him multiple times trying to figure out how to get through some dumb door. Story for later. I drop off my gear and then head back to the stable in my under wear to get the clothes for the party. Come on, I just wanted to have all my equipment available at the party. They do pat downs and won't let anyone sneak by with so much as a pen knife; not that they have pens, but I suppose the equivalent would be a quill. That accomplished, they take me to the Thalmor Embassy on my very own specially procured wagon!

Dude, that's why EVERYBODY came.

Woohoo! What a PARTY! Everyone sitting around, chatting, and drinking. Woo... I pop on over to the bar and meet my good friend the antsy elf. He discreetly tells me to get a distraction going, so that I can sneak to the back where all my equipment is. Easy enough. I ask my good friend the Jarl of.......... Morthal? The lady who is psychic and stuff. She helped me out by shouting about all sorts of bad omens and such. It was very comical, but I couldn't stay because I was sneaking around to the door. Success! Then a little skittishness from the elf worrying about being noticed. No problemo man; we did great distracting those fools. Then his dark side takes over....

He shuts up the cook who just so happens to be a khajit addicted to moon sugar. He'll apparently rat her out if she rats us out soooo.... Yeah! I get my stuff and kill the guy millions of times because I can't figure out that the door I'm supposed to go through is right across from the chest my stuff was in. Most frustrating moment of my life.

Ha... Yeaaaah, this kinda does happen, actually.

  I didn't MEAN to, okay?! My sneaking skill at this point totally sucks, and I can't sneak past anyone worth a d***. They ALL hear me and they ALL attack me and they ALL end up dead. I don't understand how the people at the party never noticed. Doesn't matter to me; I got what I came for. A journal and this one guy. He was a prisoner that I released who does something I forget and I kill a bunch of people down in the dungeon too. Quite the blood bath. Welp! I got what I came for, so SEE YA!

What the heck are you doing out here!

Leaving this place should have been relatively easy, but once I got out of the embassy, I met up with a troll. Thankfully, I was on a ledge and simply shot him and roasted him to death. Needless to say, he was very frustrated that he couldn't get to me, and I was very pleased. NOW, I am TRULY free, and I take my findings back to Delphine and she tells me....

Return of the Main Questline!

Here it is! The long awaited rebeginning of Skyrim! I've decided I'll probably post on this blog maybe once or twice a week. I suppose we'll see how it goes. For this edition, I'll continue where I left off from the main quest. Short recap: I went to Whiterun, slayed a dragon, met the Gray Beards, learned some shouts, and joined the Companions. Now....

A MYSTERIOUS LETTER FROM SOME 'FRIEND!' I get his after slaying the dragon, and I've been getting lots of these notes from my random 'friends.' Unlike the others, this one causes the main quest to move forward, so I go where the note tells me... I forget where it is, but I'm supposed to rent the attic room. Cool. I'll head there now! So I get to this Inn and ask for the attic room, but they don't have one! They give me some other room, so I go in to check it out. It's okay, I guess. Then comes in some strange lady saying "So you're the Dragonborn."

Who ARE you?

"How did YOU know that?" Is what I'm thinking, but then the lady says something along the lines "But I'm not completely sure." ...... Okay..... We settle in to have a nice chat, and she tells me all about the Blades and how awesome they were a hundred years ago and that they were SKILLED dragon hunters. The BEST. I indulge her with my many questions, and then it gets good. THE DRAGONS ARE COMING BACK AND WE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY! .... That's funny, I thought it was normal to have dragons flying around trying to kill me... You're saying they aren't supposed to exist? I obviously didn't read the books lying around talking about the dragons being long gone. Or notice the people saying things like "Dragons?! I've only heard about them in legends!" and "Dragons? I don't believe you; they don't exist." hmmmmmmm........ Okay, Delphine, tell me what this is all about. Delphine is her name, by the way.

Long explanation later....

Let's go to a dragon's grave site and see who is bringing them back to life! Sounds like an adventure. Lead the way, Delphine, cause you NPC people always know the best way to these places. Or so I thought....

What are you wearing? I don't get it but okay.

I swear we go through more bandit camps and wolf packs than I ever did traveling alone with Lydia. We probably take out three bandit leaders MINIMUM. Delphine, I am never following you ever again. We EVENTUALLY make it to the dragon burial mound, and this is when I squeal with excitement. A DRAGON APPEARS! The whole time I'm freaking out about seeing a dragon Delphine is telling me to take cover and not to do anything stupid. I stand there stupidly and watch as the dragon speaks in that AWESOME dragon language to the mound. I was thoroughly impressed. Out crawls this dragon skeleton that's regenerating, and I'm like...

"IT'S ALIIIIIIIIVE! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Upon its revival, the other dragon, who looks like a total BOSS, looks down at me and starts trash talking me! He says that I'm not worthy of the Thum or being born with a dragon's soul. Jerk! You'll come to regret that! Nonetheless, I can't help but be completely dumbstruck by a dragon actually speaking to me. Look, I know the other ones shout at me and stuff, but none of them had yet to take their time and belittle me in their language.... Maybe they were but I didn't notice. The point is that this one actually spoke human and it was very exciting. Even if he was bashing me. Then he just flies away! Leaving me to deal with another bash talking dragon. YES!

You're a tricky bas***d aren't you? Let's DO this!

This dragon was a piece of cake. Seriously, I am waaaaay stronger than the first time I fought a dragon; plus, I have a bunch of army people with me including Delphine a supposedly awesome dragon slayer. She wasn't much help, or the other people. Most of them got eaten or thrown into the air or picked up and dropped. I was filled with admiration for this dragon's skill, but then it landed and I killed it. Skilled but stupid. Job well done! Delphine congratulates me and admits that I am indeed the Dragonborn. I could have told her that. Well, I guess I did my job, now what, Delphine?

INFILTRATE THE SYSTEM!

That's a nice little cliffhanger for all of my dedicated and wonderful and special and amazing and super readers. I will post next week on what happens next! Mahahaha!