AdjectiveAnimal said:
I killed that old woman living at Applewatch for the sole purpose of joining the Dark Brotherhood.
Ahhahaahhaaaa! Hoohoo...oh boy, have fun with that.
miracleofsound said:
Remember that pant shittingly annoying battle with the three Oblivion gates opening the big one?
In the horrid mess of stuttering frame rates and retarded NPCs I accidentally cut down a soldier who ran in front of my sword blows on a Spider Daedra.
At which point every friendly NPC started screaming 'murder' and attacking me instead of the invading minions of hell.
Man, I just did what I could, I ended up standing back and letting the nonessential NPCs die before I got back into the fray. Also, you any familiar with the
Bloodmoon main quest back in the Morrowind-era?
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Anyway, my experience was quite the sad tale...gather 'round children for a tale of
Souls and Swords misunderstanding.
A thirty something Imperial had found himself wasting away in a fetid dungeon beneath the prisons, yet by a stroke of sheer luck AND misfortune he was whisked away to his freedom...at a cost, but that isn't for this tale.
It had seemed like days had passed for the Imperial as he crawled through the slimy and dank structures, but the darkness gave way as he found the exit onto the radiant surface. Wandering along the grassy path, the rusted-armor wearing wretch eventually stumbled into the Imperial City, finding himself once again in the heart of Imperial culture.
...long story short, the would-be Knight waltzed into an armor shop, accidentally picked something up, and then took part in a LARP of the Keystone Cops involving himself and the might of the Imperial Legion...managing to lose all but one guard.
Down by a small dock, they fought, the Knight winded and injured, knew what had to be done, it had to end there. Drawing his old blade and poising himself in a determined battle-stance he waited...only to leap back as the guard lunged, running his blade through the attacker, striking the Imperial guard down in an effort to save his own life and that of the Empire's very existence.
The sole witness? A mudcrab.