Hello! Something on the Skyrim forum reminded me of a moment i had with Oblivion a few years back, and i would like to hear some of your stories aswell. :blush:

- While i was walking in Bravil this one night, just minding my own business, i saw this Argonian female running in full speed away from the Bravil guard, and i thought "What is this madness??" A few seconds passed and the Guards started firing arrows at her, the poor thing. The guard killed her in such a brutal manner, and just left her lifeless body laying there. As always i went to inspect the body, only to find a stolen apple. :sadvaultboy: Then i thought to myself "Poor lady, killed for an apple"

Then i laughed :disguise:


Do you have any moments like these?

When my character was at a low level she was in an Ayleid ruin full of dremora and conjurers. She was nocking an arrow and one of them came out of nowhere and was about to smash her in the face with a summoned ax. His ax timed out mid swing and my character shot him at point blank with an arrow and stumbled him. She finished him off with a sword. That moment will stick with me though.

I recall the exact same moment. The NPC involved is called City Swimmer and was one of Buffy's close friends. Here is an excerpt from Episode 33 of Buffy's Journal where she relays that fateful event. I know it is a tad long.

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My city was waking to a beautiful day. Lifting the tea cup to my lips, I questioned why I had ever looked for family within a guild of assassins. My parents were gone and I had no real brothers or sisters; however, I had finally learned that I had all the family one could wish for. The people of this city, my guild mates, Superian and Acadian were my family. And they loved me. Kud-Ei was right. I had grown up.

A small disturbance by the Chapel of Mara caught my eye. It was City Swimmer, with a guard in pursuit. I chuckled. For all her 'sly sliding unseen' bravado, my wonderful friend was, quite frankly, rather poor at sneaking. She had likely stolen an apple or perhaps pinched a septim while inside the church.

I had seen this scenario unfold numerous times. If she had a few coins for the bounty, she would be home in an hour. Otherwise, she would be carried off to jail, only to emerge none the worse for wear a couple days later. In fact, she probably ate better while incarcerated than she did at home. Sometimes I would intercede and pay off her small bounty. Shaking my head with a smile, I mused that she should either learn to sneak better or give it up.

"Drop that dagger!" The guard's command cracked like a whip across the quiet morning air, as his hand sought the grip of a long sword. My heart jumped to my throat. City Swimmer was attempting to resist arrest! What was she thinking?

She lunged clumsily.

With experienced precision, the guard deflected the dagger with a left sweep of his shield. Steel sang from scabbard as he stepped back to negate City Swimmer's short range, and optimize the reach of his long sword. The guard then stepped two paces to his left, placing the sun directly in City Swimmer's eyes and thundered, "Drop it! I won't tell you again."

My tea cup rolling on the porch, I was half way across the bridge that spanned the river between us by the time she lunged at the guard again.

Another left sweep of his shield deftly brushed the dagger aside as the guard stepped back. He raised his blade, which brought City Swimmer's dagger and free hand up to block her face and neck. His feint having worked, the professional soldier instantly dropped his weapon to waist level and, at precisely the correct range for his long sword, slashed horizontally.

The tip of his blade arced unopposed below City Swimmer's raised hands and ripped through the scales of her abdomen. It was over as suddenly as it had begun.

The dagger fell from City Swimmer's hand as she clutched her midsection and collapsed.

I slid to a stop on my knees next to her and screamed at the guard. "What did you do!?!"

"City Swimmer, can you hear me?" I pleaded. Blood was pumping from her gaping wound. I ripped off my blouse and pressed it against her in an effort to stop the bleeding. "You'll be ok, my friend," I lied.

City Swimmer looked at me dazed, her breathing labored. Frantically, I grabbed a healing potion from my pack and tried to make her drink. It was no use - she was retching blood now and couldn't drink the potion. With each spasm, I could feel her Argonian organs attempting to emerge from the wound as they pulsed against my makeshift bandage.

I lowered my face to hers as she tried to speak. "Waterfront. . . midnight. . . Garden, Daraloth. Gray Ffff. . . " As the words trailed off, I rose to my feet so I could cast a spell. Leaning over my friend, the white glow that filled my hands also engulfed her. While bound to City Swimmer by healing magic, her pain rippled through my own body until I could barely breathe. I could feel life her fading away. The damage was just too much as I collapsed back to my knees. She went limp in my arms, and her beautiful orange eyes slowly closed for the last time.

I jumped to my feet, bow in hand. Stepping back from the mail-clad guard while nocking an arrow, I spat the words, "Why did you have to kill her?" I could recognize the Imperial now. His name was Gladius Maro. Although not much older than I, he was a seasoned Legion soldier who had only recently been assigned here. It was just within the fortnight that I had introduced myself and welcomed him to Bravil. He had commented that he was looking forward to a break from the unrest, blood and snow of Skyrim.

The tip of Gladius' sword still dripped crimson. He did not raise it against me now, nor did he position his shield to block my arrow. I could see no fear on his face - only what looked like grief for City Swimmer and compassion for me. Our eyes searched each other for answers that were not there. "Buffy, I had no choice. She refused to stand down her attack."

Gladius spoke the truth. There was no target here, and Slayer could not heal my pain. I eased the bowstring forward. The weapon and arrow fell away from my hands. "I-I'm sorry Gladius. I should not have threatened you. I cannot imagine what possessed City Swimmer. Y-you did what you had to do."

Kneeling again by the lifeless Argonian, I held her to me. I winced at the cold finality of the sound behind me, as Gladius' sword slid into its scabbard. A moment later I heard the rustle of cloth, and felt his surcoat being draqed over my bare shoulders. Only then did I realize my blood-soaked blouse was still pressed against City Swimmer's wound.

"I'm sorry, Buffy." Gladius' steel-clad hand now fell gently upon my shoulder. "I wish there had been another way."

I stroked City Swimmer's face as my tears flowed freely. After several moments, my small bloody fingers trembled upwards to grasp the gauntleted hand that had killed my friend. "I know."

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That's some touching stuff right there! Was a good read ^_^ Reading episode one as we speak :yes:

Thanks for the kind words. That event had a powerful impact on Buffy. Gladius Maro went on to eventually be transferred to Kvatch.

Awesome writing! Acadian, was that a game glitch? Cause she's stolen around me before, but she always gets away in my games.

Hmm. I can think of a couple. First off, the most epic thing in Oblivion is riding with Jauffre and Martin to Cloud Ruler Temple from Weynon Priory after the Amulet of Kings has been stolen. The road you take to Bruma is full of scenery and views of the Imperial City!

One thing i always remember in Oblivion was this one time I was doing a rampage (bored, saved before it of course!) and i was using a bow on top of a house. I decided to jump up on a lamp post in Chorrol right by the weapon/armor store and shoot from the top of the street lamp. Well i looked down and probably 5 guards were running around spazzing out, trying to tell me that I was violating the law! anyway, i started shooting, and suddenly one of the guards instantly bounced up to the top of the post with me.. I was loading an arrow and happened to release it at his face right when he popped up and his body launched in the air and all of his limbs started stretching a mile and flinging all over the place. His body was flying all over the city like a helecopter. One of the funniest experiences i've had