So I came across this "happy" fellow in Bleak Falls Barrow... Spider plaything? Arvel seemed pretty distraught; enough to run right into a crypt of draugr
Dungeon crawling for Dragon Priest masks are ever so much fun...
Getting sliced by swinging blades...Turned around in endless corridors... Draugr beating your unsuspecting butt, like they're your mother catching you sneaking a sweet roll...
Ancano at the College of Winterhold just rubs me the wrong way.
He seems very interested in the orb that I discovered under Saarthal.
I have never trusted the Thalmor.
I'm calling it a night. Off to see Isran tomorrow, and catch up on all of the infighting going on with the Dawnguard.
I should have taken Harkons offer...
So, both Serana and Teldryn Serjo have rejected my advances...
Is it really that hard to find someone to hold at night, after my long day's of travelling, high on Skooma?
First the Greybeards and now this woman who stole the Horn of Jurgen Windcaller...
How many people do I have to my Dragonborn status to?
I should hand out free Fus Ro Dah flights 3 times daily.
Neloth is so rude and unhelpful.
Cultists attacked me, and all he cares about is watching the citizens of Raven Rock build some ugly shrine.
May Ash Spawn ruin his life!