Lol!
Im actually saving up for a decent PC just for oblivion
I actually cant wait

I'd say save a little bit more and make it decent for Skyrim, too. I've the feeling that there will be many epic mods for it, too (even more if the DX11 support is nice and easily accessible for modders).

In the meantime, http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1161691-what-did-your-character-do-today-3/page__st__160 if you feel like reading quite a bit (current one: Imperial Legion Battlemage Officer).

Hmm... You are right, I think saving for a Pc for Skyrim to sounds like a good idea saving up an extra couple hundred wont be too hard

I will definatly give it a read
Might I suggest you give my fanfic a read? It is on chorrol.com, named 'a daughters promise - lissa cristenns journal'

I would put a link but it wont work for me! Damn iPhone internet! Haha

I'll give it a try

http://chorrol.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=4673
I think that is your link, my god they post a lot of comments over there.

I have come to a decision.

*drumroll*

And after careful cgoice making I have decided to move to...

BRAVIL!

Don't forget your hood of stink resistance. :whistling: And be sure to make friends with Tadrose at the fighters'.

I really wish that Bethesda had lit all of the fires in the fireplaces. The Leyawin house would be quite cosy if the fire was lit. A great place to RP my evil Argonian alchemist. :frog:

I really wish that Bethesda had lit all of the fires in the fireplaces. The Leyawin house would be quite cosy if the fire was lit.

I prefer Daenlin, if I'm honest >.>

As ever, what really caught Teresa's eye was Tadrose. The dark elf stood to the left of Pappy and munched on a piece of bread. She was clad from head to toe in golden-hued elven steel. Brilliant rings of mail sheathed her body, and was in turn covered with slender bands of solid metal that wrapped around her torso like leaves. Tiny plates of armor shaped like feathers descended from her hips and ankles, and her legs between were encased by solid plates decorated with scrollwork of gentle vines. A helmet decorated with more feathered scrollwork hung from her waist belt, dangling by its chin strap. Propped against the wall behind her was the double-edged blade of a longsword, the golden sila wood of its hilt again decorated with twisting vines of elvish fashion.

For once the wood elf was glad for being tired from her double workout. At least she had an excuse for not being able to say a word as the dark elf smiled and handed her a cup of milk. "I know you prefer this to tea," the vice-commander said quietly, so that only Teresa could hear, "so I had Tavian get some along with the bread this morning."

Teresa smiled faintly and sat next to the blue-skinned woman. By Dibella! she marveled, who had taken the grimy blacksmith she had met a week before and replaced her with this golden raven of the battlefield?

When Tadrose smiled back at Teresa, her entire face seemed to glow with a soft light that made the forester's heart begin to race once more, albeit for an entirely different reason than when she had been running…