Pick a direction and walk. Move from compass marker to marker (Or door to door-Whatever waypoints I can find) And make record of the countless places put on the map purely to destroy the puny lvl 1. Saving, waypoint to waypoint.
The beginning of Skyrim will be for me what I expect a 50 something anti gamer expects me to do and react to every time I have to leave for work. Staring in wonder out the "outside" And marveling at all the wierd "People" and "Things" that aren't safely stored in my basement. Gawking like a retarded cretin at the wonders of life, unworthy, and aroused ^^.
Until I'm maimed and devoured. Of course...
(EDIT* Silly me, not MY basement obviously, I meant my mothers v.v..)
(Second edit* You wanna know the VERY first thing I'm going to do? Huh?! I'm going to jump in the third person dammit! Very first thing the second it becomes a possibility! I can't believe the entire crowd didn't chant for that in the very first seconds of the demo. My god that disappointed me... nevermind that it took me three times of reading my post over to remember how strongly I felt about that. Jeeze... v.v.. I need to replay oblivion before I lose all sense and reason.)