Back in January 2012 I purchased skyrim for my PC after hearing nothing but good reviews from everybody at my old school. So using 60 dollars worth of Walmart gift cards that I have saved for several years. I finally had the game in my hands at 7 o'clock one Saturday morning. Accompanied with my dad's promise that he wouldn't let my siblings or my mother know that it was an M rated game as long as I promised that nobody watched me play it or see the game [my parents my mother especially despises M rated games in our house], I quickly popped the shining disc into my laptop that I had got for Christmas of 2011. After running through the usual installation issues with steams's downloading [damn my slow internet connection and after four hours of ceaseless torment and anguish as my excitement reduced to absolute zero, I was finally able to play the game. It was good the graphics blew my mind, and the game quickly rose to my number one favorite of all time . Of course , I could also see why everybody loved it so much . Anyway , so after bringing my Nord character , named Dante up to level 5, I was researching the history of the elder scrolls series when I came upon Steam's workshop. I was rendered speechless and dumbfounded by the vast library of amazing fan creations.