» Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:32 pm
Me and my trusty entourage (horse and housecarl) were heading for an interesting-looking fortification in the distance when a huge shadow passed overhead, followed by the telltale roar of a dragon. After quickly dismounting and preparing for a fight, was surprised to see the dragon wheel around and fly off. So shrugged, mounted up again and headed for that fortification.
That 'interesting' fortification turned out to be full of some very hostile tribal types who immediately poured out to attack. Suddenly, the dragon showed up again and started attacking the small army at the fortification, who were now divided between fighting the dragon and my lot. After a lot of fire and fury the entire enemy garrison had been wiped out and the now badly wounded dragon finally turned its attention to me, though it was barely able to drag its carcass along the ground now. I actually felt too guilty to attack it, but my bloodthirsty companions had no such qualms. So by a twist of (Radiant) fate, the dragon ended up saving my hide and providing a soul at the same time.