In the Memory of my Best Friend

Today, 2 Years Ago. I came home to grim news. I was in my A2s and it was already quite stressful and tough. I found my solace in playing Europa Universalis IV, DoTA and Minecraft with my best friend.
Yet today, I heard he had perished.
There was a flurry of confusion, speculation, paranoia and discord.
That day was the darkest in my life.
I had made more life changing decisions on that day than I did in my entire life, and it was the event that shaped my life.

So I shall remember it always.


22nd January 2018
My Best Friend,
whom we shall refer to as: sunnymaboi 

We were playing Europa Universalis IV at night as usual.
I was playing France and he was Castille (Spain) in the year 1444
He was hilariously bad (can't blame him, hes a beginner) despite how much I taught him.
The first mission is the Reconquista to beat Granada, which he somehow gloriously messed up.
I was prepping up to beat England in the Hundred Years War in the meantime, but I had to cut that short and go help him, however the damage was already done. He had somehow commandeered the destruction of his entire army, despite having huge numerical superiority.
He managed to get a peace deal with some land and ducats. Then the Occupation of Maine fired and my Hundred Years War kicked off once more, I wiped the floor with England.
It was at this time, sunnymaboi had the brilliant idea of invading Aragon (his neighbor) to steal some money and land. Aragon was stronger than him as of now since his blunder with Granada. He again botched that attempt as well, which forced me to declare war on Aragon and keep him from disintegrating. I cut my War with England short and made peace, and immediately went to attack Aragon to save Castille. Seeing the Spanish Weakness and being relatively unscathed from me in the Hundred Years War, England decided it was the perfect time to Invade Castille along with Portugal.
This forced me to Truce Break against England as well.
This destroyed my stability, and the toll on my economy and manpower accumulated.
To make matters worse, Burgandy decided to capitalize on my weakness and declared War on me!

Now it's  France(me) and Castille(sunnymaboi) against England, Portugal, Aragon, Burgundy and his lackeys in Barbant, Flanders and Holland

I wiped the Floor with Aragon and guided Castille to finish the War with him, while I destroyed Portugal and England.
Peace with Aragon was finally achieved and Portugal was occupied, now I marched back to Paris to defeat the Burgundian's However England was still kicking. While I was far in Paris, Sunnymaboi did something that I had never seen in all my years playing Europa.

He had somehow mishandled his army yet again, and ended up with a minuscule amount. He was real shy of taking loans, while I was swimming in them. He had 3,000 low morale troops against the English 21,000 High Morale troops!
It was in the Province of Navarra and Sunnymaboi had Mountain advantage.
Believe it or not

The English rolled 5 0's In A Row.
Dealing no damage to sunnymaboi whereas he rolled Zingers that kept on dealing damage to the English.
Being outnumbered 7 to 1 with the most pathetic odds, sunnymaboi actually defeated the English Army. Which forced a peace deal in our favor.
We took Portugal, and I defeated the Burgundian forces and dismantled them.

My country was in ruins from the intense plays, and Spain was starting to thrive. I decided to rest and call it a day. This was insane.


I had promised him we will play together when I come to visit him home (I was living abroad at the time) and asked if he wanted to play DoTA in the morning to which he agreed.

I slept, and he went out with a friend.
He came home and
had a cardiac arrest

Being seized by a Heart Attack, the House Caretaker who had gone to get him some water had arrived only to see him gone.

My Best Friend, had left this world. What seemed like  just another normal night of gaming, had a grim ending.
I found out the day after, and this news shook me.
I was in utter disbelief for the first few hours, but when it was confirmed by his family. I broke down.


For those of you who read my blog.
Appreciate your best friends,
You will never know when they will be gone.


Rest in Peace my Fraternal Twin, sunnymaboi.
We were born on the Same day. Yet you left earlier than me.

R.I.P Skyrm

For the billionth time, I was modding Skyrim.

And once again for the billionth time, Skyrim has been broken beyond repair.
The game keeps crashing in Exterior Cells.
This all happened cuz I dabbled with RLO, ELFX as well as Vivid Weathers and Obsidian.
Now its an irreparable mess.
I have decided to call it quits for now, that puts a Hamper into my Skyrim shenanigans.
However I made a note to make Journals for the Characters I play.

So I'll share them here and hopefully you will enjoy reading them

Firstly:
Death Mechanics.
This might pique your interest =

Your Level represents how many Lives you have, if it hits 0 then you die and suffer the Death Penalty

You start on Easy Difficulty as represented below

The Death Difficulty changes on Levels:

Easy: 1 - 9

Medium: 10 - 24

Hard: 25 - 49

Legendary: 50 Onwards

(LEGENDARY) Perma Death: You die for real

(HARD) Shrine Respawn: Respawn at the last Shrine, including Daedric Shrines, you prayed at, but lose everything in Inventory and Followers (Except for Story Essential which should be dismissed instead) along with 50% HP, SP, MP

If you RP a neutral character then the Respawn will be the temple of the Capital of the Hold where you die, and in the case of other worlds it is the last Hold you have been to be it Solstheim or Skyrim

(MEDIUM) Penalized Respawn: Respawn where you last Slept, Lose 50% HP, SP, MP and your entire Inventory

(EASY) Death’s Bounty: Respawn at the last Save but lose 50% of HP, SP and MP and all your Gold.

e.g:

If you are Level 1, you have only 1 life. If you die then you reload your last save and lose 10% of ur HP MP SP

If you are Level 5 and die for the first time,

You reload your last save but now have 4/5 Lives, and take no penalties. So you can die 4 more times before the Penalty hits 

Console commands you will need:

coc <COC Code> -> Allows you to teleport

Refer to this site for COC code of your desired location

player.setav magicka/health/stamina <value> -> Allows you to manually set your HP, MP and SP

Try it out and have some fun!

It encourages you to think and Level up, and adds tension to gameplay without being frustrating.

Now for some Character Stories

These are my experiences:

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Tashha Nefedes

Female Argonian Druid

True Neutral

Background:

Saved by some Nord Fishermen, Tashha Nefedes was an Argonian Girl with mysterious powers. Having Amnesia, she only remembers her name. Her weird powers with magic drew fish to her along with being an Argonian that can waterbreathe and regenerate to be an excellent hunter and bait, which turned her into a profitable asset for the fishermen. One day she attracted a Shark that went berserk, However Tashha relapsed and learnt something about her powers. She managed to down the great Shark, which earned the Fishermen a fortune. Heading back to Skyrim, their ship was possessed by the Stormcloak Navy and the Fishermen were drafted into the army. Tashha was to be casted away, but the fishermen defended her and after the Court Mage inspected her he concluded she would be a viable asset, hence inducting her into the Stormcloaks. Tassha Nefedes found her new life among the Stormcloaks, and seeked to develop her Mystical Powers.

Skills as a Druid:

Alchemy

Illusion

Restoration

Alteration

Conjuration (Druid)

Journal:

4E 201:

17^th of the Last Seed: Sundas: So I’m a Stormcloak now, They gave me this journal and the armor and stuff, but its too stuffy so I returned it. I learnt Sunfire Restoration from the Court Mage, Ulfric wants me to go to some crypt with the Stormcloaks and find a crown of a sort. I paid a visit to the Temple of Talos to finish my vows as a Stormcloak, I aint one without them. So now then that’s out of the way, a Glowing Human appeared, calling herself an Angel. She asked me who I was and what was I doing, I told her I was a Stormcloak, people who fight for Talos, and I was heading to some Crypt full of undead. Turns out that is exactly what she wanted to hear. This Angel seems to have displeased her Aedra, she sensed Magic in me and suspected I wasn’t an ordinary person. She offered her protection (Restorative Artes) to me in exchange for letting her travel with me. I guess It doesn’t hurt to have an Immortal Divine Being on your side, so I naturally accepted her offer. Off we go to Korvanjund then. Oh and the Court Servant or Steward someone gave me a bunch of quests involving Bandits and the Undead so Ill look at them too, I hope I get rewarded for this.

So I came across a pack of Wolves, I tested my Sunfire on them and turns out this is a pretty lethal spell. I can definitely use this, and there is a Highwayman. I panicked and missed, The Angel took him out… with a Bow. Yep. I don’t know if the people can see her or not, but the Bandit clearly saw her when attacking. I guess she has to manifest to do this, my natural question was: “Where did you learn how to use a bow?” to which the Angel Replied: “This Human was a huntress, I borrowed her knowledge”. Questionable at best, but it works. However, since the Angel has now clearly manifested there is a problem. She can’t simply poof away. A bunch of Stendarrs Vigilants passed by, they warned me and the Angel both about Daedras. Apparently they can’t see the Halo and Wings on the Angel However their disgusted faces makes me think they think of me as a slaver of a sort. I promptly give the Angel the Highwayman’s stuff to make her look like a Normal Human Being so she can blend in. She thanked me, I don’t know why I was simply trying to divert suspicion. Speaking of which, communication during battles would be difficult so I asked the Angel what should I call her. She gave me the name “Angelica” talk about Original. An Angel named Angelica, I shrugged. Not my business what she calls herself, we move on towards Korvanjund.

I found an inn on the way: Nightgate Inn. It was a good test for Angelica’s disguise which checked out, nobody thinks anything of her. I got us a room at the inn, I also asked the Barkeep for the Latest News and any work he has. I got a bounty on a Bandit, There are rumors of Dragons at Helgen, The Shrine of Azura, the Face Sculptor down in Riften. After a Drink, I asked if there was any place I could learn about Mystical things. The College of Winterhold is my best bet, which Nords seem to hate I suppose Ill pay them a visit later. I turn in for the night to sleep

Angelica comes and sits at the chair across me, I do not respond. “How far are we from the Crypt?” she asks, “It’s a few hours down, we are close.”, “I see” she responded. I do not say anything.

“Tell me Argonian”, my name is Tashha but I let her go on, “You seemed to ignore most of everything except that attacked you. Why are you so single mindedly chasing this Crypt?” she asked.

“It is a requirement. A sort of payment to the Stormcloaks since I got nothing else going for me” I reply, logically.

“I see, and what will you do after the Crypt?” she asks. “Ulfric Stormcloak thinks the Crypt has a Crown. I get him that Crown, I get my debt paid off”

“From what I understand from the Girls Memories, Ulfric Stormcloak is waging a Civil War for the Throne of Skyrim”

“So he is, what of it?”

“Do you support him?”

“Ulfric hasn’t done anything for me, and neither has the Empire. I have no loyalty to them, I am simply doing what I need to do to survive”

“If you were approached with immense power, the ability to overcome any danger.” She spoke, slowly.

“Would you take it?”

“First I’ll ask, what’s the catch” I reply

She smiles for a moment: “You will need to harm innocent people, people you haven’t met or known”

“Those people haven’t done anything to me. Naturally I would refuse” I reply

“Even though it guarantees you power so you can survive?”

“I am in no pursuit of Survival. I simply want to live my life my way with no trouble to anyone else.”

“Does it not occur to you that you will trouble the Empire for supporting Ulfric” she questioned

“As far as I know, I will be troubling the dead. Which should stay dead. The Empire and the Stormcloaks have their disagreements, I do not support Ulfric nor do I support the Empire. I have a debt to the Stormcloaks that needs to be paid, and the Crown is the price.”

“If the price was an innocent?”

“That’s on Ulfric, not me.”

“Ulfric will most likely reward you if you succeed, how will you handle that?”

“Easy, I take the reward and my leave”

“You realise you are an asset to them, they won’t let you off just like that” urged Angelica

“If they threaten me, then Ill run straight to the Imperials. I am a Stormcloak asset, if they don’t treat me right then naturally I wont become their servant.”

“So you will serve the Imperials?”

“No. I will give them what they want in exchange for my Freedom. If the Empire doesn’t let me off then I suppose Im better off on my own”

Angelica thinks for a moment

“Alright, what will you do once you are free?”

“I’m not sure, Perhaps I’ll go to the College of Winter hold. Study Magic and Understand these mysterious powers of mine. Then I’ll earn a living which bothers no one and live my days in peace.”

Angelica beams: “You really are a simpleton” she says with a chuckle

“Last one I want to hear that from is an Angel”, we both share a Laugh

After a while Angelica goes quiet: “I was casted out of Atherius for questioning the Aedra”

I do not reply, “They said that it was not my place to ask questions. Only to serve. They banished me to Nirn to reflect and think about my mistakes.”

“Lucky you then” I chime in

“How is that lucky? Im so confused right now, I don’t know what to do” complained Angelica

“All Angels have to serve the Aedra no questions asked. You got thrown out for not doing so, its not like they will kill you now. You are free. Do whatever you want”

Angelica went silent

“You wouldn’t understand..” She said as she got up and left, “Good night” she said.

I got some sleep.

18^th of the Last Seed: Morndas: I woke up to a Bar Fight, Angelica was watching in horror. I woke up and ordered breakfast as I went to the Bath to get myself cleaned.

As I ate my Apples with Dog Stew and cleaned myself up. Angelica joins me in the Bath house, I remembered I had paid for hers as well. Angelica gets undressed, I quietly eat my meal and clean myself up. Angelica shyly enters the water. Tip toeing first, she expected it to be cold but the Warmth sensation soon accommodated. She then sat on the bench beside me. “Barbaric” she said, I did not respond. “How could humans do that to each other, they don’t even know each other” I take a bite of my apple and reply: “That’s who we are, we need to take out our frustrations. Some do it other ways, some other and some through fists.” Angelica goes quiet.

“I do it through a swim, a bath is good I suppose but Argonians are naturally at home underwater.” I go on. “Um..” Angelica looks at me shyly, I do not look back but I can tell from the corner of my eye she is sheepish. “What’s a bath?” she asked.

I was surprised, but understandable I suppose Angels don’t know this. “When our bodies get dirty, we have to wipe them off. The best way is to wash them off with Water. We use Soap to scent it so it smells nice and the dirt comes off easy. If we don’t bathe, we get sick and die”

I can tell the last sentence put Angelica in distress, I laugh and tell her “Not immediately, its only that it allows other diseases to fester” Angelica goes quiet. “I don’t… I can’t.. Can you?” She asks sheepishly. It was at this time I finally look at her. I’ll be honest, If  was a Male then I would have lost it. True to being an Angel or maybe the Girl herself was blossoming. She looked Gorgeous. Realizing that I was staring, I coughed to myself for a moment, Angelica looked confused. “Sure, Sure I’ll clean you up. Turn around, I’ll wash your back” She nodded and turned around. Her bare back was unwrinkled and glowing, Her cute butt wiggled at the touch. I could tell Angelica was a bit sheepish about being touched, so I took it slow, scrub and scrub and I managed to do the back. Angelica went quiet, too quiet. I was getting concerned. After the back I handed the Soap Infront of her and said: “Scrub it on your Limbs and Privates, I’ll look away. Immediately she yelped and turned around, naturally I looked away because I am not a Pervert. “Its fine! Um” I swear I can imagine her Red Embarrassed face right now, but she piped down and began to bathe. I finished my meal. After a few moments of silence, she finally spoke again: “What was this thumping in my chest” she asked. “It’s called being in love” I said, laughing to myself. Angelica gave a concerned look, I collected myself and logically answered: “It’s nerve. Humans have that. When we think we are doing something wrong, or if something serious happens then our heart beat grows faster. When we feel guilt, it sags and we feel as if our heart is heavy. The Human clearly was trying to communicate Guilt to you, walking around in the buff  with someone you barely know tends to invite Embarrassment.” Angelica went quiet. Never did I thought I would lecture an Angel. “I see. You are a good person, Tassha” spoke Angelica. I don’t recall being good, but I’ll take the Compliment. After all this is a God-Like being here, having her in my good graces will be useful. I finish the bath and get dressed, “Lets head to Korvanjund” I declare as we leave.

We take the path to Korvanjund, A soldier by the name of Ralof greets me. We share our dis-ease over Undead Crypts.

So we struck, and retcon! Apparently, Angelica’s Human here was a huntress but her Nord Blood was more Fierce. Turns out she is a Natural with using Two Handed Weapons! She used an Imperial’s Halberd against him. I would ask her why Is she killing people or even helping the Stormcloaks here, but I guess she is doing what she wants to.

è Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by a Longsword through her Skull

Urgh What a Bad dream. Huh, wait The Wound is still there! I head to Korvanjund, looks like it wasn’t a dream. I was recursed back to where I last slept! Something is odd, although everyone says I never left, Is this what they call Memory Loss? I need to find out whats happening.

I reached Korvanjund, I remember dying here. “The Price of Life is in Gold” I remember. If I die, I get sent to a world where my actions were rectified to be done some other way. My supposed save area is whenever I sleep, at a bed in an inn or whatever the Universe considers home. This is rather odd.

I tell Angelica: “Angelica, I just died here” , “What?” she looks confused, “Is this a trick question?”. I look at her with a serious face. “No. Your face does look like you experienced Death”. She muses to herself, “I suppose I wasn’t wrong in reasoning that you are special. You seem to be favored by Lorkhan” I give a puzzled Look to that. “Whenever you die, the last time you slept at ease would be when your Soul was at rest. Lorkhan sends you back to the instance whenever you die, and corrects the world to match the events as if they had happened some other way”. It seemed difficult to believe, but I believed Angelica. She knows most about this stuff. “What about my Gold?” , Angelica looked at me “What about it?” , “I remember someone saying The Price of Life is in Gold”. Angelica’s expression turned, “Who told you that?” her tone grew serious, “I don’t know! I just heard it as I woke up!”. Angelica thought for a moment and cooled off. “They say Gold is the Tears of God’s. That is true to an extent, Gold holds the essence of Life. It is believed the more Gold you have, the Higher is your cost for Life. That doesn’t make much sense but In terms of reincarnation, I suppose it means that you lose all your gold as it is the worth you have to be recreated.” She explains. I give a sullen look, “So everytime I die, I lose all my gold?” to which Angelica gives a nod. I sigh and continue on, “Guess Ill get more somehow.”

è Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by an Axe in the Gut

This is ridiculous, Not only do I lose coin. I lose all my equipment, I had to steal some clothes from the Inn since I was practically naked. Sigh, atleast everything I give to Angelica remains.

I found an Amulet of Mara, Angelica gave me the look when I wore it. “What?” I asked, “You Worship Mara?” she asked intriguingly, “No, but her blessing augments Restoration, which is what I need right now.” To which Angelica smiled and said, “Sure you do” and went on ahead chuckling. Sigh.

è Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by an Arrow to the Face

è Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by a Sword to the Chest

How many times have I died? I lost count, well atleast we got to the end. We had to fight a giant Zombie Monster to get the Crown back. Ulfric lost a lot of good men and women in this, hope its worth it. Apparently Angelica knows how to lockpick as well, and she does it without an issue. Strange I say.

Highlight: I found a Weird Dragon Word that echoed into my mind, it seems I understand it. I did not mention it to Angelica though. We head back to Windhelm, it was an uneventful Journey this time. I gave the Crown to Ulfric and that the Imperials were ahead of us, he blamed Imperial Spies. Above tightening security, he also gave me an Important task. I am to deliver an Axe to the Jarl of Whiterun. It seems to be some sort of a Message. Upon questioning about my debt, Ulfric raised an eyebrow. Ulfric stated that this was simply one task not comparable to a repayment. He told me that he had just only begun to see my usefulness, so he insisted I continue my service. He will consider my debt paid once I have done equal in weight. I reminded Ulfric that if he expects me to win him the War then I expect appropriate compensation. Ulfric laughed at it and told me to not push my luck. He declared that once I have done enough to be promoted by Galmar, he will consider my debt paid. I guess I am off to Whiterun to deliver this axe for now. First me and Angelica stop at the Inn, I get some good night sleep for once. Those nightmares of me dying over and over are a rather horrifying visage.

19^th of the Last Seed: Tirdas: A new day, I wake up and go take a bath. Angelica joins me and we have breakfast. She asks me how the Crown situation went, I replied with a sigh.

“Ulfric says my debt gets paid when he decides it” I say, “And when is that?’ asked Angelica. “Galmar needs to vouch for me, so a promotion”. Angelica muses, “I see.. so that means you will need to fight Imperials”. I take a drink of my ale, “Sadly, I got nothing against the Imperials but Ulfric won’t leave me alone before I get him something worthwhile.” I continue eating, Angelica looks at me sternly. “What?” I ask, “So you will be his servant?” she asked, “Pfft, no. I am simply paying my debts.” I reply. Angelica folds her arms, unconvinced, “Well what would you have me do?” I direct a question at her. “Tashha, not everyone is blessed with a good life. Maybe you should try and help people?” she urged, “And what would that get me. I am an Argonian Woman in debt, I can’t help anyone yet” I argue. “No, You can. Unlike other mortals, you don’t essentially die. Lorkhan must have given you that power for a reason. And I didn’t give you the Restorative Arts for killing others” Reasoned Angelica. I take another bite of my bread and mutter to myself: “Sigh, so that’s what this is about”. Angelica goes quiet, “I’m supposed to be some sort of a Mystical Saviour? Is that it?” I say. “I don’t know, but you have a power that nobody else has. With Power comes a Responsibility” lectured Angelica. I don’t like being lectured by a self-righteous person. Less so a Divine Being, so to disengage I drop it. “You know what fine. Have it your way, what do I do to help then?” I concede. Angelica, still a bit agitated yet surprised. It seems she doesn’t know how to handle her Victory. “Just so you know, there are worse things than dying” I remind Angelica. Angelica goes quiet and begins to muse. I bathe in peace. Afterwards when I am going through my Journals, Angelica reads some of the quests I was given here and there. “Hey, whats this?” she asks as she takes out a random request. “Oh nothing, just some request. It has a good reward so I thought I would look into it later when I want work”, “Tashha, This is terrible!” exasperated Angelica. “What?” I questioned, “Didn’t you read? There is a beast terrorizing the people. We need to stop it!” cried Angelica. “So? Beasts like that are pretty common in Skyrim I hear. Besides I got work to do” I say as I grab my stuff. “Wait!” cried Angela, “You asked me how should you help. I think this is how” Angelica declared as she held the request. I take a sigh, this Goodie Two Shoes is annoying, but essential. I can’t have random people finding about my powers, plus I need her help in learning Restoration “Fine fine, we will sort it out on the way” I resign, Angelica with a Smug Look marches on clearly enjoying a Victory.

So the place we have to go to is East of Windhelm at Refugees Rest. There seems to be a beast terrorizing travelers that we have to take out.

AAAARRRGGHHH OH MY GAWD MY EYES. THEY BURN!!!! It seems I had too much of a drink, now the piercing sun is hurting my eyes. I feel dizzy urgh.

On the way we found a Bandit Camp, I do not want any trouble with these guys. I can’t let Angelica know they are Bandits, so I quickly sprint on ahead from the side so she doesn’t ask questions.

So we reached the location, there was a dead guy whose name is Huron. He had a note saying he had been hiding  here for: WHAT… 11 years. Hide and Seek. People are sure weird.

The Beast problem wasn’t anything, just some dumb wolves. Well Easy money for me I guess. Problem is, Angelica got real pumped from this. She insists we do more quests to help people. I remind her I have a debt, but we will try to do what we can along the way, as long as she follows my lead. All is good for now.

And Angelica realised there was a Bandit Camp and jumped straight into it, sigh. Unbelievable, I decided to sit and wat- Are you serious. This Angel can’t even handle herself. Apparently her good looks charmed the Men, who instead of killing her grabbed and pinned her to the ground, I guess I need to intervene before they decide to do anything questionable.

è Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Refugees Rest by a Fireball to the face

…. I resurrected, back at Candlehearth Inn. Angelica sit across me, I stare at her in contempt. “Sorry” she apologized meekly. “Next time you decide to play hero, know your capability. If I hadn’t interceded who knows what they would have done.” I shot back. “… Sorry.” She said, I sighed. “So. What happened?” I ask. “Well apparently I arrived here last night with you knocked out. We apparently had a room booked, and here we are now” Explained Angelica. I stopped for a moment, “Wait. You remember?” I asked. “I remember I was rushing to bandits, then I got hit by a big brute whose friends then pinned me on the ground. Then you arrived and fought them but they fired a fireball to your face, then a bright light and suddenly I’m here” explained Angelica. “How convenient.” I remark. I get up and head to the Palace of Kings for my bounty reward.

I got 200 Septims, I guess its good enough. I went ahead and sold our loot at the marketplace and learnt some new spells from the Court Mage. I paid a visit to the notice board, which turned out to be a mistake. Angelica insisted on taking all the quests, I told her that not every one is in danger, This is a Jobs Post we get paid. Angelica pouted and took out a Citizen Rescue mission, Sigh. This Goodie here really is skewing my priorities. Angelica wandered off to the Gray Quarter, not good. She saw how poor and miserable everyone was and looked to me. “Hey, quit it. I am not some mystical savior, it is none of my business how people live here.”

Once we leave, Angelica points out a Bandit camp at Camp Arcius. My initial response was as usual: “So? Someone else can take care of that too”, to which Angelica crosses her arms and says: “And how many people will be robbed by them until its taken care of?” to which I scoff but then finally give in. This is annoying.

Well, that was one tough battle. We managed to defeat the Bandit Camp, The Summon Familiar Spell was incredibly handy. Also I found Robes! Enchanted Mage Robes! Finally something to help with my magic. After we disposed off the Bandit, I realised the Bounty was under Dawnstar. Not Windhelm, sigh I will need to head to Dawnstar to collect the Bounty. On the way I realised that we can cut from the North and head to Whiterun from Korvanjund! It gives me a way to bypass all those quests Angelica wants to do.

We reach Korvanjund in the night, when we were suddenly ambushed by Bandits. No visibility, I threw down a wolf but someone slashed me, I healed myself and ran but got hit by multiple fireballs. Can’t believe this

è Tassha Nefedes was Killed at Korvanjund by a Fireball

… This inn again, I am having nightmares. Right after I got some decent equipment, I get killed again. Sigh. I put on some clothes Angelica had and we continue onwards to Whiterun. Except.. Angelica wasn’t showing up. Alone, Naked and Afraid I began to Panic. That is when I recall, Angelica gave me a spell to summon her when we first met. To think I would use this, thanks to my Conjuration Skills now I can. I tried casting it…. It didn’t work. So I guess Im stuck here. I slid into the Bath house and asked the Inn keeper for no disturbance. Alone with my thoughts I began to think about life now.

Angelica had helped me a lot, it felt weird she wasn’t around anymore. The thought was haunting. I recalled our adventures and her yapping. I began to cry, when suddenly Angelica appears! She was stunned for a moment, “Are you.. Crying?” she asked. Realizing what happened, I brushed my tears off and said “No! of course not! Where were you!” I asked Angrily, “Gathering Books…” said Angelica. “You really liked Books, so while you rested I was collecting them.”. I grew silent. I had taken Angelica for granted. I silently bathed as Angelica joined me.

è Tassha Nefedes was Killed by an Assassin (The game broke beyond repair)

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Sofiella Ironborn

Female Nord Knight

Lawful Good

Background: Sofiella Ironborn or rather Sofiella Crow, daughter to the Famous Blacksmith of the Crow Lineage. Her family was the Model Smithing Enterprise during the Great War. After the War, her Smithing family was put under covert work of the Imperial Court, hence they could not be paid a lot so to avoid suspicion. This splintered the great house as the sons and daughters went their own ways to make a life for themselves. Amongst them was the Lady Sofiella who took the name: Ironborn which corresponded to the previous name her finally had before settling in the Imperial City. A Knight serving the Imperial Army, in return for the services of the Crows, the Emperor granted them all a small fief. Sofiella was personally invited by her dear friend High King Torygg to live in Solitude at Proud spire Manor. He intended to also grant her Nobility, but Ulfric-Stormcloak murdered him. Enraged on arrival, Sofiella pledged her sword to Lady Elisif and got to work with General Tulius to quash the Stormcloak Rebellion and bring Skyrim under Imperial rule once more.

Death: Died fighting Potema Cultists at Wolfskull Cave Level 13

Skills as a Knight:

Two Handed

Heavy Armor

Block

Speech

Smithing (Comes from a Smithing Family)

Journal:

4E 201:

17^th of the Last Seed: Sundas:

General Tulius and Legate Rikke were discussing the matter of a certain Jagged Crown. Now that Ulfric has escaped, he is looking to increase his power. The Jagged Crown was an Ancient Nord Crown that grants one some authority in the absence of a moot. I have been tasked to go help the Forward Legion to secure it, with the Crown we will cut off Ulfric’s growth and gain more allies to the Imperial side.

I went to pick up my armor when I saw Roggvir’s execution, The Guard who let Ulfric free. I’ll be honest, while he did do the wrong thing of letting Ulfric go he still did what he believed to be right. It’s a shame, but if he isn’t made an example of, we will have an uprising on our hands if this boils over.

I accepted the noticeboard quests for whatever is going around here, I need to be helping people especially In these trying times. I met Taerie from the Radiant Raiment, I was headed towards the Blue Palace to meet Lady Elisif, she offered me a free Fabric Fine Linen in exchange for promoting the brand to Lady Elisif. I didn’t object, it was fine quality after all. I wore presentable and met Lady Elisif.

There was a Villager from Dragon Bridge who complained about strange noises and disappearances. Lady Elisif promised to increase Security, as expected of her grace. Falk and the Court Mage handled further matters. I presented myself to Lady Elisif

“Lady Elisif, I am Sofiella Ironborn. A dear friend of the late High King Torygg, I am from House Crow. I am here to pledge myself to you”

Lady Elisif looked happy yet concerned: “You may rise Sofiella, but tell me what business do you have here”

I respond promptly: “What else, I have come here to right the wrongdoing done to Torygg to which I gave the Imperials my support”

Lady Elisif looked unamused, “Is that all?”

I calm myself and reply: “Ofcourse, I am also here to give my aid to Solitude. It’s people, Torygg and it’s Jarl”

Lady Elisif smiled, but a nudge from the Court Mage had her collect herself, “I appreciate your sentiments and your help, but there is one thing I must ask.” Elisif grew more serious, “Do you pledge your Sword to the Legion, or me?”

I close my eyes and briefly chuckle, “Milady, I had to take the oath of serving the Empire ever since I was a babe. An oath inscribed upon me like a Geass. However, as of now” I clench my lips a bit, “With all my body and soul, I swear to you. I pledge my allegiance to Solitude. In Torygg’s Honor, to his Precious.”

With that, Lady Elisif looked delighted and looked as if she would burst into tears any second. “Your eminence…” spoke the Court Mage, but Elisif got up from her Throne and walked down over to me. I took the knee and she raised her hand towards me.

I took her hand and gave it a brief kiss. “Rise, Sofiella Ironborn” she ordained. I did so. To which Elisif proclaimed loudly, “Let it be known, Sofiella Ironborn has pledged her Allegiance to me and my late husband. If anyone strikes at her, they strike at me.” After which there is a cheer in the crowd in my name. Elisif looks at me intently, “Sofie, I need your help. Help me help the people of Solitude and Haafinger.”, I smile and respond: “I will do all in my power”. Elisif smiles and turns to return to her throne. “Help the people, enough so they can vouch for you. Do that and I shall name you my Thane” said Elisif as she parted. I got up and took my leave.

On the way to the Inn, I met a most peculiar Lady who was staring at me. I walked up to her and asked if everything was alright. “Oh, everything is quite alright my dear.” She said as she walked past me, and then suddenly disappeared. I asked the guard and the guard doesn’t seem to have seen anything. Very Odd, for some reason I get the feeling I know her. “Lady Kathryn” a named popped into my head. I proceed to the inn and find a disgusting poster of an enslaved Wench. I destroy it immediately, the Innkeeper tells me someone put that up and warmed me if anyone tears it down they will face grave consequences. It is my duty to help the people of Solitude, I won’t let such a travesty take place on my watch. I ask for the Rumors from the Inn keep, he tells me off whats happening in Solitude. There is an Shady Argonain named Jaree-Ra, I met him too. It seems he is up to something shady. The bards college is hiring, there is a Shrine of Azura in Winterhold, there is a Face Sculptor in Riften. He even mentioned the begger roaming solitude for his master, it seems he is not from around here. I also ask about the war and what not and he reveals that something big is happening in Helgen. I better investigate that as well. As I am taking my meal and drink, a wench by the name of Rina walks up to me and in a Sultry Voice asks me if I want to come in the back. I give her a stiff look, but she winks at me and makes a slicing charade of her throat. Quite odd, “Is there a problem?” I ask firmly. “Oh no no no, just that if you were interested in wenches..”, I raised an eyebrow. She walked away towards the presumed corner. I got up and followed her into the basement. She revealed her name was Rina then. “So you took down that wench poster” she said, “So I did” I replied. “Do you know what you are getting into?” implored Rina, “Doesn’t matter, I am here to help” I reply sternly. Rina takes a deep breath. “You look honest, I suppose I can trust you. I am Rina, a Wench. I was one of the survivors, my other friends were kidnapped and trafficked as Wench Merchandise. As you saw on the Poster. I need your help to save them” I immediately caught on, “What can I do to help” I ask. Rina pointed me to some locations in Skyrim where her friends might be held. I resolved to investigate and bring them to safety.

I met a Drunk Sailor by the name of Darion. I talked to him and it seems he is a ship captain here relaxing in Solitude. He was looking for something, he gave me some strange remarks but I shot them down. I agreed to help him but in exchange I wanted his help. He did not make any promises, I will see how this goes. He mentioned that he was looking for a treasure, and that it was hidden out near the solitude light house. That sounds similar to what Jaree Ra was talking about, but Darion doesn’t look like a Scoundrel. I agree to check out up north, but he needs to help me with a Bandit Camp. We agree and set out.

Shouldn’t have left at Dusk, visibility is low. We reach the Solitude Lighthouse, but there seems to be a Ship here. “The Dainty Sload” whispered Darion, as he drew his weapons “Look out!” he said as he pushed me to the side, the ground beneath me quaked as smoke rose. A smoke bomb! 3 Mercenaries charge at us, 2 human and one… Giant? No its “PAHMAR!, COME HERE YOU!” charged Darion. It was a close battle, Darion and I had a close call but we made it. After slaying the giant of a man, Darion limped over and kicked it. “Damned Furries, they are a tough one. The Pahmar are tough Khajit Warriors that now serve as Mercenaries after the Dominion subjugated Elswyer”, I don’t recall ever seeing one in my service, anyhow. “This ship looks like bad news, I think we should clear it” I suggest, Darion cracks his Knuckles, “Fine by me, we will get some sweet loot and it might be where my treasure is” He smiles with anticipation.

We clear out the ship, no Pahmar over here but there were some Corsairs that me and Darion took care of swiftly. We scoured the ship for any trace of his treasure to no avail, “Sigh, atleast we got some loot we can sell” he reckoned. I decided that this place would make for a good Base of Operations for us, Darion is a ship captain, he had no Qualms about owning a second ship except that we needed a dedicated crew for it lest bandits come back to infest it once more. I concur, and leave that a note for future notice. For now we rest here for the time being, it is best we leave for the search at dawn when there is light.

18^th of the Last Seed: Morndas:

Interestingly, looks like there was a ring on the First Mate that Glows when worn. It makes for an interesting bauble, but especially effective at night. So we found Darion’s Treasure Chest, and it had his Captains Log in it. I confronted him with it and he admitted to having lost it. He was thankful and offered me something in compensation, Naturally I asked to split the loot fifty as fair. He conceded and gave me his Sword for keeping or Selling. He also told me he intends to do his end of the bargain with the bandit camp but his ship isn’t going anywhere so He was interested in being my travelling Partner. I could use his help in my Travels, I happily enlisted Darion’s Aid. We head up North to the Bandit Camp.

We reached Broken Oar Grotto, a Messy Affair. I swear, being outnumbered ten to one is a really bad premise. I had more near-death experiences than I would have liked, What is with Skyrim and so many bandits! It is impossible to not be outnumbered. Thankfully I managed to get my hands on explosives, they are amazing. I wish the Imperial Army had more Explosive Companies but the Tribunal and the Mage Aristocracy discredit it in favor of Destruction Magic always. Well it is pretty handy. Anyhow, we killed the Bandit Chief and cleared the Camp. A shocking site came to pass when I saw their Captive. A Beautiful Young Girl, she looked so terrified and helpless. I took off her blindfold, she was… scarcely covered. Chained up like an animal, I asked her for her name and that everything was going to be ok. Her name is Delilah, and her friends were all brutally violated and then killed, she was the last one and they were planning another raid to bring more. Looks like we made it just in time. I plan to return to Solitude and bring Delilah to safety before I can ask her any more questions regarding this Trafficking Racket.

So we made it back to the Winking Skeever in Solitude, Delilah managed to get a Job as a Tavern Maid and has made her self right at home. She sat down and explained to me about the Bandit Wench Trafficking Racket in Skyrim and how profitable it is during the Civil War. It is far too expensive for any singular person to buy them all off, and shortage in Manpower makes them excellent for enterprising entrepreneurs and Bandits alike. She mentioned a Person named Yuriana who was planning a way to break this up, she says that I should go to her and help. For now me and Dorian rest, and I plan to sell off the Loot we got on our adventure. I will need to head to Korvanjund as well now.

It was a Stormy night, Thunder roared outside and Rain poured down as if the Heavens themselves cried. I lay on my bed, in my red lingerie, deep in thought. About my decision to come to Skyrim, about the Stormcloak Rebellion, Torygg, Lady Elisif, and Delilah. Oh Delilah, how she must have suffered for God knows how long being tied up like a creature. I recalled fighting some scantly clad bandits as well, they seemed as if out of their minds when they were charging my sword. Or perhaps was that their only escape? Were they Wenches they had violated to such an extent their mind had broken and they became enslaved to the Bandits will? To think someone as Gorgeous as Delilah would have to face that. I grew worried, she said there were more like her, I need to save them. Then it suddenly hit me, what then? So what if I save them, will they really be able to live life normally after that? My thoughts turned to Delilah, she was taken in as a Barmaid here, but Nord men are quite imposing, who knows what they might do to her when they see her…. I got lost for a moment, when I slowly mouthed “Breasts”. What of her traumatic experiences as well, will she ever be fine knowing the touch of a man again? I began to worry and couldn’t sleep. Then In the corner of the darkness, I heard the door creak open. A silhouette toed in and closed the door behind them, I remained still. I tuck one of my hands beneath my pillow, ready to hit at the supposed intruder and make a break for my Sword placed arched by the wall. I hear the floorboards creak, tip top tip top tip when finally, I felt a presence. With the crack of Thunder, I rose suddenly and slapped the Pillow onto the Assailant’s face and pushed them down towards the bed and began to try to suffocate them. Suddenly, it occurred to me. The Woman was in bar clothes, and had enormous….. wait. I stopped for a moment, “Delilah?” I asked as I removed the pillow. As I saw her face illuminate under the moonlight, I realised she was going to scream as soon as I did but my motion had started. To avoid a ruckus, I collapsed onto her and tried to shush her with my mouth…….

What? It lasted for Zenithar knows how Long, but after a while the Panicking body quickly conceded into a relaxed posture. I raised myself up, and found myself on top of “Delilah?” I say again. Her face, unblemished and unwrinkled. Her gorgeous eyes looked back at me in Serendipity, a faint blush across her cheeks. When I realised the situation I immediately got up and to the side, “Oh my I am so sor-“ before I could complete my sentence, Delilah grabbed onto me and held tightly to me on the bed. She burrowed her face into my chest. Confused for a moment, I did not respond, after a moment I felt her head quivering and heard her murmuring. She was like a defenseless child, it was at this moment I realised that she was indeed terrified. The haunting memories of her time, she wanted to wipe it all away by hoping to be a Barmaid again, but that doesn’t seem to be so. I wrap my arms around her and embrace her, hushing her in the ear and rubbing her back. Her murmurs began to become more and more coherent, when she finally resurfaced from my chest saying: “Thank you”, tears flowed from her eyes down her cheeks and a relieving smile curled across her face. “They were doing so many things to me.. Terrible things.. I don’t know if I would have lasted any longer if you hadn’t saved me, but I can’t even go back to normal now. They took everything from me, I can never be useful, I can never by anyone, I can-“ as she was ranting, I took her into my embrace once more and rubbed the back of her head as I shushed her. “Don’t say that, you are alive, you didn’t break, you are still you Delilah. You are here with me now, and nothing can change that, Alright?” I cooed to her. She cried for a bit in my arms, before finally stopping. “You are so warm, and soft..” she said as she receded. “I haven’t felt that in so long. The crude, brutish and violent touch of a man.. It frightens me. Corpulus said if I cannot handle the men, then I have no place here.” She said as she looked more and more depressed, “Delilah.” I said as I gave her a kiss on the forehead. “Everything is going to be alright” I said in an attempt to make her more relaxed. A thankful smile curled on her face as she hugged me. After holding the hug for a moment, she receded and I still held her in my embrace. It was at this moment when I realised, I had been holding her in my Lingerie all this time, and the fact I had accidently kissed her to prevent her from screaming. A jolt of embarrassment struck me as I looked away abashed, but it seems Delilah was well aware of it and cupped my face in her hands. “I really liked that.” She said, locking eyes with me. I was confused, and had no time to think before Delilah’s face grew closer and, she locked her lips with mine. After a few seconds, she embraced me. I was kissing her, and she kissed me affectionately. After a while, we parted. That is when she pushed me down on the bed and straddled my Thighs with both legs, she had already taken off her skirt and panties and tossed them off the bed. “I want you so bad” she said, in a moaning voice as she took off her Dress. Revealing her voluptuously vast Breasts, she lowered over me and kissed me on the lips passionately while she dug her hands behind me. She undid my Lingerie with her slender fingers and caressed my back as she moved down and began to nibble on my nipple. A Bolt of Virulent Sensations struck me as the erotica developed. She pulled over to the side and slid her finger down to my Pussy and began to rub it, before I knew she had pumped her finger in it and had dug her tongue into my mouth. She pulled me closer as my Breasts pressed against hers. The intensity of her fingers and mouth along with her breasts built up until I felt something burst forth. Muffled Moans of Pleasure escaped my mouth as Delilah kissed me adamantly, not letting a squeak out. Afterwards, we lay on the bed. Naked and Holding each other in our arms, kissing. After a while, Delilah whispered into my ear: “Your turn now” she said as she began to get up and scoot over my head. She sat down while I went down on her, she got down and began to go down on me, after a while it became a competition on who comes first. The sensation built up and the heat caught up, neither of us refusing to go out first. The situation got so intense we sunk our faces into each other’s tush, when we both climaxed at the same time. I drunk up Delilah’s Juices as she savored mine. She then shimmied up and we held each other once more, spooning one another as we kissed and eventually fell asleep.

19^th of the Last Seed: Tirdas:

The Next morning, I woke, Delilah was still sleeping next to me. She purred like a cat, I covered her up with my Blanket after which I took a Bath and Got Dressed. As I was about to leave for Breakfast, Delilah woke up and greeted me with a hearty smile.

“Morning Delilah” I spoke, “You slept well” to which she responded with a grin. “Last night was amazing.” remarked Delilah. My smile faded “I’m glad. Now get dressed and start packing.” I said as I left the room leaving Delilah confused.

I had breakfast and spoke to Corpulus over the counter, he said he was thinking of talking to me but didn’t know me that well but was glad I did. He happily dismissed Delilah from service; Delilah was elated to join me as a Travel Companion. Darion, unaware of everything that transpired, took hits on her but she sheepishly avoided him. I warned Darion not to overwhelm her, which makes him feel bad every time.

“You two are quite close” remarked Darion, to which Delilah responded “Oh. Quite” whilst blushing. Darion raised an eyebrow, “Get your stuff ready Darion, we are leaving” I walk in. “Aw, not without my drink we aren’t!” declared Darion. I scowl at him, to which his bravado faded “Alright, I’ll go get ready” he said as he walked away in defeat. Delilah looks at me smiling, “Delilah” I begin to speak “Not a word about last night” I said with a serious expression. Zenithar forgive me, I had lost control of myself last night and I don’t want Delilah to get the wrong idea. Delilah’s face grew saddened, “What? But I thought we” she began to plead, I walk up and put my arm around her should as I closed in to whisper “Not a word” I whispered once more looking her in the eye. Delilah stopped speaking and receded into a downcast gaze. “Nobody can know, do I make myself clear?” I said, to which she nodded. I let go off her and walk away. “Although, It was pretty fun” I said as I walked away, Delilah regenerated into a Happy smile as she caught up to me.

We head out towards Wolfskull Cave to investigate some supernatural occurrences, that and some bandit camps along the way. Halfway through Delilah says she doesn’t have a weapon on her. I sigh while Darion laughs, “Don’t worry Miss, I’ll protect you!” he says in a boisterous manner. “Good, you stick with Delilah and provide me support” I interject, Darion looks at me “Aah Clever Lass. Fine then”

Shortly later, I get held up by Highwaymen. Its just two: A Male Khajit and a Girl, she sounds awfully nervous. I decide to Intimidate her apparent lack of confidence. To my surprise, she hit a full 180 and backed down whilst apologizing. “I’m sorry I’m sorry! The Other Wizards made me do it! They want me to shake down travelers for supplies. Please don’t kill me!” she cried. I asked the girl who she was and what she was talking about. The girl’s name is Maseline and the Khajit is R’Dar-Jo, and she says she was with some “Cultists” to which I raised an eyebrow. She was told to shake down any travelers nearby and bring them supplies otherwise they would kill her friends. I asked her where they are, and she pointed towards Wolfskull Cave. I told her to get to the city and stop associating with them, so far, she hasn’t done anything wrong so I am sure she will be fine. This just got interesting.

“Looks like there is something going on in there” said Darion, “Indeed, be on your guard you too” I say. The two nod and we proceed.

We engage two Skeletons at the entrance of the cave, we dispatch them quickly. “Undead…” said Delilah uncomfortably, “I don’t like this.”. One off the Skeletons had a Battle Axe, I kick it up and give it to Delilah “Make camp and stand guard. Incase some of the other Cultists come in, and to warn travelers. Me and Darion will take care of this” I tell Delilah. Delilah nods and Darion gives me the Thumbs up, “Lets go mangle with some Cultists then!” he says gleely. We descend into Wolfskull cave.

Its dark, we take torches, so we walk slowly into the cave. Suddenly in the distance, I sighted a Draugr. I give Darion a Heads up as I take out my Sword and Charge at it. It was alone and went down quick. We proceed.

è Sofiella died by being shot in the face in broad daylight (Game broke beyond repair)

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Min’Ur-Va

Female Redguard Paladin

Lawful Neutral

Level: 4 ; Life: 4

Skills:

Heavy Armor

Restoration

Speech

Enchanting

Start: Sacred Site = Statue to Meridia

Background:

A young girl who grew up in Hammerfell. Her family moved to Skyrim to seek better fortune as times in their homeland were troubling. Upon reaching Skyrim they were attacked by bandits, but while the girls Father fought off the mother ran off with her and hid in a nearby Crypt. Night fell and the dead became restless, the Girls father returned. He was heavily injured so her mother got to tending his wounds, after a while another party entered the crypt. The father had the mother and daughter hide. It seemed to be a coven of necromancers who had decided to settle into this crypt for their research, and a tough Redguard at deaths door provided an opportunity. They knocked him out and took him, after subjecting him to horrific treatment they killed him. The mother, enraged, lashed out at them with a ceremonial dagger killing quite some of them as she had the element of surprise, but the Necromancers, desperate, reanimated the father. The mother who could scarce believe it was stunned for a moment, which gave the necromancers enough time to tackle and hold her down. The Girl watched in horror as her own father (reanimated) killed her mother. Fortunately, a group of warriors brandishing light raided the crypt the same night. They had found the remains of the Girl’s Caravan and suspected the nearby Crypt to harbor outlaws of the unsavory kind. Their hunch was correct and they assaulted and defeated the Necromancers. These gracious warriors were unlike the vile Necromancers as they spoke rites to the dead and buried the Girls parents. The Girl decided to come out of hiding at that point. The Warriors took pity on her and so took her with them. They explained they were former Vigilants of Stendarr but had left the order due to the Politics and their tunnel vision bias on Daedra which led them to neglect the undead and vampires. Min’Ur-Va took a liking to them and joined them, they raised her as one of them. As time went on, some of them died while others grew old and tired. They weren’t the sort to start their own order and didn’t want to be sell swords, the Leader of the Band told Min’Ur-Va to head to the Shrine of Meridia. She had a vision that told her to send Min’Ur-Va to her.

Being an Independent Paladin, sworn to destroy the undead, Min’Ur-Va began her Quest.

Deaths:

1-    Frost Troll at Steepfall Burrow

2-    Frost Wolf at Steepfall Burrow

3-    Bandit Chief at Camp

Journal:

17^th of the Heartfire Sundas:

I can’t believe this. After all the trouble I went through to get to this Statue of Meridia. Nothing happened. Perhaps the Leader was mistaken.. No, maybe It is not yet my time. I suppose I’ll go to Solitude and get some work, there are always undead and bandits that need to be dealt with, plus I can earn some coin. Good will doesn’t feed an empty stomach

I reached Solitude to find a gate guard being executed for opening the gate for Ulfric Stormcloak after he murdered the High King. Poor sod should have done his job right. Look where his ‘Ancient Nord Traditions’ got him, at the chopping block. Anyhow I met two Mercenaries gawking over the Noticeboard.

“You heading out?” I asked them, they look over to me. “Indeed, we got a contract for a bandit camp” replied the female Red guard. My race isn’t trusted here, but there is some trust between us. I nod, “How about I join you?” I float. The mercenary muses for a second, “We could use some extra help, but we can’t promise you anything since the Contract is ours.” Offered the Mercenary. I really don’t have much going for me, and there is loot to be found as well as safety in numbers. I agree to the offer, “Very well”, to which the Mercenary forwards their hand. I shake to it, “The names  Alexia, he’s Alveleg” spoke the Mercenary to which I replied “Minerva”. There was an unspoken understanding that our names were our Business names, sell swords and the like don’t divulge their real names in this line of work. I head over to the general store to sell some of my extra baggage, I spotted a peculiar book regarding Wild Healing Magic. The Shop keep said it was gathering dust in the attic, so she was willing to sell it to me for a price. I coughed up 200 septims and got the book, this will prove useful especially with allies.

I visited the Blue Palace before heading out, Lady Elisif looked. ‘sick’ perhaps she is still mourning the death of her husband. I decided to talk to Falk Firebeard who briefed me about possible undead in Wolfskull Cave. I discussed this with Alexia and mentioned that Falk will reward generously for investigating, perhaps it is nothing. Alexia muses and decides to come along, we head out.

We reach Wolfskull Cave to be attacked by 2 undead, we quickly dispatch them. Alexia has a bad feeling about this hence refuses to get involved with this. I’m afraid I will have to leave this for now, I am ill equipped and don’t have enough firepower. The Last thing I need to do is to provide the damned necromancers with another corpse to play with.

17^th of the Heartfire: Morndas:

During our travels, suddenly we were attacked by Lightning! I took cover and traced the source to a Storm Mage. It seems we had disturbed something, fortunately it was only one. The Storm Mage didn’t seem too accustomed to Combat as I managed to dodge and meander around her whilst she kept missing her attacks and wasted her mana. My restoration skills proved quite useful as I managed to out flank her enough so Alvleg could get in close enough and take his time to land a shot. One shot hit the shoulder which he was clearly aiming at the head for, by the second one in the chest did her in. That’s the thing with mages, their lack of armor makes them an easy target for Archers. Upon investigating what she was doing, I found a shallow grave. I Dug up to find an ancient corpse. It had some mysterious armor on it and some spell tomes, mystical. The Mercs were looting the mage so they don’t know. I decide to wrap up what I found and take it with me. This was quite bountiful.

We found the bandit camp, they picked a good spot up on the hills. The high ground gives their archers an edge against armed escorts, giving them absolute dominance over this area. Fortunately there was heavy snow today so we managed to slip under the view of the sentry. I managed to get in and scout out the place, I found the chief and what appears to be an army of Bandits!

I tried backing away slowly but I slipped which gave away my position to the Sentry. It was 3 against 10, or 20 or maybe even 30 who knows. The snow and trees provided us cover and Alvleg picked off a sentry or two. I was looking for an opportunity to retreat when I looked up and couldn’t believe my eyes.

It was the bandit chief. No doubt, that’s her. With her bravado she was taunting us. Alexia hit her back with some of her own insults which seem to do the trick as she slid down the hills and charged at them. She had a lightning bolt spell which she fired first, it was a warning to Alvleg no doubt. However, the Chief’s Hubris would be her undoing. She hadn’t noticed me, so I swung my sword right as she passed by me and I buried it into her back. However, her battle instinct was keen as she saw me from the corner of her eye and managed to parry a short bit. My blade had slashed her arm pretty bad, but she stood. Alvleg and Alexia tried to come out but the Archers up top kept them pinned. I was at the bottom of the hill so the Archers couldn’t get a clean shot and worse they might shoot the Chief. So now it was me and the Chief in a somewhat chaotic duel to the death. She fired a lightning bolt at me, I duck to the side and step forward with a thrust. The Chief parried my Attack and returned with a Counter-Cut. I twisted myself and met the Strike but she had fooled me. With a twist of her wrist, she redirected her attack to Slash me across the chest on my exposed side. I took a lot of damage, but the boss licked the blood off from her blade. I gripped my sword tightly and enter into my poise. Just as how the Leader taught me, I pointed it straight and rested my chin on the back of my palm as I held the sword upright. The Chief was somewhat amused, it seems she doesn’t recognize my stance. The Chief charged once more with a thrust, this time I held my ground and looked her dead in the eye. Patience is key, as I see her move into the extend I take a brief step forward and then duck to the right as I meandered my Sword to my left. I evaded her attack and my sword was in the trajectory of her legs. She responded with twisting her wrist and parrying my sword. I expected this. She parries while in motion with unstable footing and a twisted wrist, I turn it around by slashing from the outside towards her back. The Chief is no amateur, she quickly sensed that and through a feat of acrobatics jumped into a backflip. However, this was it for her now. I had always been taught not to let my swing run wild, thus I was able to stop my Sword mid Swing. The Chief’s intuition told her that my swing would circle back and hit her in the back. What she didn’t know was I could stop it. I faced towards her and regained my Poise. By the time the Chief had landed from her Backflip, I was in position and thrusted her. In a final act of defiance, the Chief immediately swung her Sword Upwards towards me. If It were a normal thrust, It would endanger my eyes as she could let go off the swords, but I was doing a controlled thrust. So I saw right through her and stopped just before her Swing and managed to pivot around safely. I dug my sword right into her back and  She feel to the ground, I kicked her up and had a good look at her face. Definitely the Boss, her Bravado faded as she realised what had happened. I drove my sword through her neck, ending her. One of the Bandits Captains charged at us in fury but Alvleg shot him down. I quickly carried off the bodies to safety so we can loot them. The rest of the Bandits broke rank after seeing the boss die. While the contract would assume we would have to kill all the bandits to kill their chief, we got lucky. The Mercs cover my escape as I drag the bodies to safety.

We reached back safely and I split the loot with Alexia. She gives her farewell and hopes we might work again someday. I sell the excess and present myself to Lady Elisif, she applauds my efforts on Wolfskull Cave and the Bandit Situation. She calls me privately along with her Court Mage and Advisor, Falk, and we discuss the Wolfskull Cave Situation. I confirmed the presence of Cultists and that they are responsible for attacks and abductions on the road. Elisif wants them rounded up, Falk says they lack resources as of now and the Court Mage downplays the importance of the Cultists, saying that they must be a bunch of amateurs dabbling in the dark and are not worth our time. Elisif dismisses them, she asks me to do what I can about the Cave and that she will be in my debt for helping Solitude.

Now a debt of a Jarl is huge so I tell her “I’ll see what I can do Milady” to which she smiles and nods. I take my leave. I need to get resources and assemble a team for Wolf skull Cave.

As I am heading out, I hear a chuckle from my side: “In your debt hm?” said a feminine voice. I look to the side, my fingers itch towards my sword, to see a rather well-dressed noble sitting. “It seems you have been entrusted with a mission.” She continues. I give her an aggressive stare but she holds eye contact with a grin, fearless, “Don’t get me wrong, I mean you no harm. But, I myself might have a need for a strong favor. I command quite a fearsome Arsenal” she explains. I turn to her and give her and stare at her quizzically to which she chuckles once more and continues: “You shall address me as Lady Kathryn. I possess a rather unique set of skills involving the dead. I believe you will find my assistance most invaluable”. I was suspicious, but now I am certain. I scowl at her at the mention of the dead. “I don’t work with necromancers. If I meet you out in the wild, I will see you dead” I declared and walked away. She sighed, “Suit yourself, but it would be wise for you to avoid threatening me” warned the Necromancer.

I head to the tavern for a stiff drink and bed. I meet a Sailor by the name of Darion who offered to buy me a drink, I accept it with suspicion. He jokes on how I might be taken advantage if I am not careful, which I throw back at him. He and I then talk about his adventures as a Sailor, he says he is staying around here because he is looking for a treasure. I opt to join him in as he has been on sea for most of the time, and I have been on land. He isn’t keen on sharing, so I decided to trade favors instead. He helps me out with a bunch of bandit camps and I will help him find his treasure. The deal is struck and we drink to it, we shall depart in the morning.

18^th of Heartfire: Tirdas:

Me and Darion set out towards the Solitude lighthouse in search of the treasure in the wee hours of the morning.

è Assassinated in her Sleep (Basically the Game broke beyond repair)

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Crusader Kings Round 2

Republishing 

Original : 1/14/20

Edited: 6/6/20

Featuring:
Melt - The Duke of East Anglia
UmU - The Duke of Mercia
Me as the King of England



We start in 936 AD
The Start of the Iron Century.
England is ruled by a King from the Royal family 'Of Sussex'
The rest of England is in pieces with 3 Main Duchies: Kent, Mercia and East Anglia
All the rest are unclaimed and so the Counts bicker among-st themselves.
The Kingdom allows Moderate Crown Authority which disallows internal Wars
However, the Kingdom of England has an Elective Monarchy, which is to say that all the Dukes have a shot at being King if they can get majority votes. This forms the butt of the issue as there exists a Triple Threat.

The 3 Main Duchies, Consolidated, are all under the same Family: 'Of Mercia'
Yes, meaning UmU and Melt are of the same ruling family here. I am alone against this Triumvirate. Individually I can match each of the Dukes but if they were to form an alliance together against me, which they can since they are family, this will be a short campaign for my ruler.
My coffers are empty, my vassals restless and my enemies fierce. Pagans keep trying to invade smaller realms up North, in Ireland and Wales.

My task is to stabilize my realm, since in Hindsight the Great Heathen Army will descend on me in the coming years and I need to be ready for them.
Initially I generously supported and gave concessions to UmU and Melt so they would be busy in their own matters.
All the while I worked to cut expenses and save up money in my coffers.
Any sign of weakness I give will be a signal for hell to break loose, so I kept my armies rallied and close.
There was the case of York which was still Norse so my Court Chaplain and Marshall were busy keeping order to prevent revolts there.
My Steward I kept busy in Collecting Taxes, which leaves me to make plays with either my Spymaster or Chancellor.
I slowly but surely won over some of the Minor Counts, the more upstart ones collected and formed Duchies.
I too formed Duchies and distributed them to whoever was loyal with whatever I could save.

Anyhow, checking in
My ruler has 2 Daughters which makes me quite happy with my Dynasty succession.
Melt and UmU though, are Oldies in their 60s and have no sons and daughters
So the first couple of years they rush to get married and lie in wait hoping the oldies would boink  and produce a heir for their realm.
UmU and Melt's fate was tied as the one who dies first, the other inherits their titles. This meant an instant game over for whoever dies first.
I played on this Paranoia and kept them pacified.

The 3rd Duke: Duke of Kent, He took the initiative. As I worked to slowly gather my strength and play off my enemies discreetly while winning over small counties, Kent had built a Support base and sought to challenge my rule. Not through a Rebellion but Factionalism
My Ruler spent his life stamping down dissent
Winning over Counties by Diplomacy and Gifts
Imprisoning Rebellious ones by Uncovering their Intrigue
I dealt with one two three Rebellions.
One in Lothian, One in Norfolk and One in Wessex
I managed to hold my ground. Finally, the moment of truth was when I found the Duke of Kent, my biggest rival and antagonist, plotting. This gave me an excuse to arrest him
I made a gambit and marched troops to his Capital with the Context of Military Exercises
There was rumor of Heathen Armies attacking from the Seas.



Using this and coupled with the Plot Allegation, I had the drop on the Duke of Kent!
I took his Capital and pacified Half of his Forces
I mopped up the rest and finally stabilized the realm, but sadly my Ruler did not Live long to see that.

My next Ruler built up the treasury, hosted feasts and won over the Kingdom through effective Diplomacy. Afterwards he pressed the Claims of Ancient England in the North.
I fought a minor Duke fighting heathens, I had to pay generously to the Pope for permission, as it was seen highly impious since the Duke was fighting Heathens.
Speaking of Which, Noregar aka The Kingdom of Norway had descended on the North and took the Highlands, what little remained of Scotland fought along with the rest of the Catholic Isles. Excluding me, I was busy stabilizing my realm. I took advantage and took my rightful land from the Duke. It was a necessary sacrifice.



To redeem myself in the eyes of the Catholic World. I went to war against the Great Noregar
Their Strength was 2,000 Men Strong and various Tribal allies that totaled up to 4,000 Men
All of the combined strength of the Isles was not enough to withstand them.

Except ofcourse, me
I was playing it smart
With my Technologically Advanced Army of 6,000 men
The Great English Army fought the biggest contingent of the Heathen Army in the North.
2,500 Norwegians fell as my Victory shook the Heathens





They laid siege to my Capital by having their warriors sail from Norway to London
I met them in the fields of Bedford and struck a devastating blow to 1,000 
The smaller Tribes trickled in, but one by one I squashed them all
Demoralized and Humiliated by the Invincible English army, The Heathens fell back to the Northern Highlands.
I secured the claims of England and quelled the Heathen Threat
For now....



Well that was all fun and Glorious
But now lets get real with what actually happened

1) RNG kept messing with UmU and Melt, as they waited and waited and waited for their rulers to produce heirs

2) Melt finally got lucky and got a Daughter, whom he named very appropriately



I am told it is a Profanity of the Extreme Degree, but it goes to show what Melt was feeling that he had to vent on finally getting an heir xD

3) UmU did not fare so well, he did find a Courtier who he liked a lot like he liked him very much, he was the best-est friend you could ever ask for!
And then he left, or so I heard xD

4) Down the line UmU started to catch on to my scheme of not having him man up on me with his familial lands, to which he demanded increasing gifts of gold to maintain his loyalty.
I obliged, (the trick is to give him the court jester title, he will make a big deal of it. Take the title away and give the gold claiming it was a gift. Ez Profit)

5) UmU finally got an heir!
After he attended one of my feasts, he came back to learn his wife got pregnant while he was away WHOOSH
It gave birth to a lovely girl, but it was evident that UmU was cucked.
He traced it down to be the Earl of Derby. He asked me to do something, but me being objective reasoned that the Earl is loyal and hasn't done any crime against the crown. If he has grievance then he can settle it like men. UmU couldn't since the Earl was very pro efficient in combat while UmU had an old hair bag for a ruler. He tried plotting against him to little avail.

6) UmU had another heir,
Credits to the Earl xD
this is "Be-careful what you wish for" in action right here.

7) UmU wanted to fabricate a claim and invade the Earl. Little does he know Vassal Wars and disallowed, but he persisted.
He went in search for a Chancellor since his was terrible with 3 skill
For the next 5 years he spent all his money hiring nobles who were all Exceptionally Genius Stewards but all were Terrible Chancellors with poor Diplomacy. UmU struggled and bashed his head on the keyboard in hopes of one. It never came to pass.

8) UmU decided to make his son spymaster and have him investigate the Earl to get him killed, unfortunately despite his skill. The Son was not an adult (under 16 years old) and so he had to wait for him to grow up

10) Melt's ruler finally kicked the bucket.
His 12 year old daughter as mentioned below took the reigns of rule.
 

There was little Melt could do now since it was a regency. With my realm stable now, I placed my Spymaster in Melt's Capital.
NO IM NOT GOING TO KILL HER 
yet...

We all agreed not to plot against each other until our Family size was at-least 50 (living)
Otherwise the game would end real fast.
So seeing as the house 'of Mercia' was declining fast and had only 6 members alive (I had put the Duke of Kent to the sword which left his only son)
Melts Duchess, Her Sister, UmU, UmU's 2 heirs, The young Duke of Kent.
So I placed my Spymaster to keep an eye out for plots that may wanted to target Melt

Plot Power was at 180% so I was tempted at first XD

As he had nothing to do, he sat and read A Certain Magical Index: New Testament 11-12
Not the Bible, its a Japanese Light Novel. I am sure Melt can go for hours talking about it, he is utterly invested in it.
So anyway he read that as he watched his Duchess come of age.
UmU tried in vain to kill the Earl who cucked him
I stabilized England and Kicked out the Heathens whilst restoring England's rightful borders.

That was all for this time since Melt had to go Sleep.

Until next time!

So I played Terraria

For those of you who don't know
Terraria is 2D Minecraft and a whole lot more
For those of you who don't know what Minecraft is
What are you doing?
Ahem

Terraria is a 2D Rogue Survival Adventure Game where you are thrown into a world with your own character. You have but one Objective: SURVIVE
You find yourself reaping from the land, foraging food, strangling bunnies and what not whilst exploring a vast Randomly Generated World. You can craft tools, weapons, armor to aid you. You can create a House or a Fort. Or you can seek to go underground and mine. The Underground is like a whole new world, with deep ravines filled treacherous travesties as well as tempting treasure.
However, there is a catch. Literally Everything is trying to Kill you!
And what isn't can likely kill you too!
Zombies, Skeletons, Vampires, Demonic Eyes, Flies, Blobs of Slime of all Colors and all sort of nightmares. Should you escape underground, you will be met with Earth Worms, Bats, Spiders and whatnot.
There are seasons and rain to worry about, on the blood moon comes Blood Zombies and other horrors hell bent on Killing you
Deep underground there are Blood Lakes and other crevasses.
If you seek refuge in the sky, there are floating Islands and other Wonders, even all the way up to Space. But then you get attacked by Space Zombies.

Yep.
Thats just what I have seen, and I have barely played for 4 hours!
I played it with Melt and UmU
Refer to Nicknames
And We had fun!
The game opens and the two are already 500 ft below ground. I make my way to a weird underground base and get equipped with some wood armor and weapons. I make my way down and witness the insanely huge and complex cave systems generated by the world, finally I reach down only to be eaten alive by Slime XD
My friends tried to remedy their situation with a potion, but UmU drank the wrong one by accident. It was a Recall Potion that sent them back home
That left Melt all alone in the underground, it wasn't long before he died xD

So now we are back up we decide to explore around a bit, we also needed some wood for crafting so we went on ahead. Sadly our plans were cut short when night fell and hordes of zombies and demon eyes terrorized us!

Apparently someone left our entrance open, so the Zombies flooded into our base!
We died a couple of times
Enough to riddle the entire surrounding landscape with Gravestones! (They drop whenever your character dies)
So after a long period of dying running and fighting, Dawn breaks and we head out!
We were playing softcore so we only lose gold, not items whenever our character dies. So that made the game really casual!
While me and Melt Chopped Trees. UmU decided to take to the skies, he kept stacking dirt blocks beneath him and went up
He found a floating Cloud Island! You can move around and harvest Cloud in this game!
You can use it to make Cloud Walls and stuff! Crazy.
So While he fooled around there, Melt followed him.
I went back and made a Metric Ton of Wooden Platforms which I used to make a literal stairway to heaven xD
That stairway connected to the sky Island. But UmU had already explored all of it and even set ropes that allow you to go up and down as you willed!

Many days passed in this, and I don't mention the nights since we died alot xD
this would be 90% of me dying and 10% everything else.
Crazy.
We decide to head back down. Melt use the Dirt Blocks to spell the five lettered short hand for the male genitalia, which UmU graciously capitalized on and added L A N D beneath.
I sighed in disappointment and later demolished the deed.
Melt had to go eat afterwards so he left,
Me and UmU Continued

For the next 2 Hours I decided to renovate the Mines below by adding proper walling and creating a Shaft with an Elevator using the Platforms
Apparently if you press down when on a platform, you can drop off of it (I learnt this the hard way from the stairway to heaven)
I used that to my advantage and stacked Platforms in a Column with 5 Block space in between
If I held down then I would fall down as I willed without taking fall damage as I would stop momentarily after every 5 blocks
If I wanted to go up I had to simply jump up
This was extremely effective, especially in the absence of Ropes
UmU explored deeper and deeper and found



Whatever this is xD

After some time I got bored of the shaft and went exploring with just my torch, Lance and Pickaxe
I encountered Dead Goblin Spearmen Zombie dudes, Earth Worms, As many Colored Slimes as there are colors of the Rainbow.
The Blood Moon came in the middle too and we were attacked by Blood Zombies.
Where did they come from?
I would wonder in the short time between deaths.
We eventually kept dying waited it out

This game is as extensive and huge as your creative mind can comprehend, and it is extremely entertaining with friends. There is an endless world to explore and no limit to what you can and cannot do
Plus its super cheap on Steam!

Not-Melt got convinced and bought it to join me! xD
I will share future episodes!