after playing countless mages, battlemages, and assassins, i decided to play as a nord for the first time in 4 years, and to my supprise, i love it lol its a huge difference from always playing a magic or stealth based char, currently i have him at level 12 after about 2 weeks and i just finished the wind stone for the skaal test of loyalty, and im on my way back from the cave in the waterstone quest.

Yeah, I found that out on uesp.
Unfortunately, after months of searching I still haven't found the expansions for the XBOX game.

xbox ehh ? hope you find the expansions then.

On topic:
got my self a nice frost damage sword and a little trinket to summon fabricants.

Ice'd Crassius, finally, after becoming the Grandmaster of House Hlaalu. Creep.

I got pissed and killed a lot of guards in mournhold also my orc battlemage got a lot of great stuff from the dark brotherhood like deadric tonto's.

Just returned to Vivec from Mournhold. Also fought a bit in the Arena..Afterwards, I plan on visiting the Bitter Coast to do some Sable Dragon Inn quests (Rather late, I'm level 21! )

bullied some ordinators

had an epic battle with the guard in the armourer shop in balmora, killed him, 5 minutes of teabagging, looted store, got lots of money, bought nice weapon

then i wandered around solthsteim for a bit pointlessly killing the horkers in the river

slept

game crashed

got annoyed

came on forum

and thats about it

Duscovered a new deadric ruin. Came out with about 40 more pounds on me.

I decided to do the bloodmoon MQ and the quest for solstiem instead of tribunals MQ and the quest in mournhold.

I left Vvardenfell and went in search of Firewatch with my level 1 Khajiit teenager, and damn near had a few run ins with what i assume were some pretty nasty creatures. It's a good thing his luck is at 50, and he travelling light of that flying shalk or whatever it is would have gotten me. I reached Bastion Hill in time to keep from becoming bug food.

I made my way down into the town, and I'm about to go exploring. It's a good thing I've got money and candy on me to bribe the locals and their kids. I will stay in fire watch for a while until i go up a few levels or so. I may eventually go back to Vvardenfell or go to the mainland on the other side of the island.

Did some Redoran quests and started with the construction of Indarys manor. I was kinda disappointed with the size of it. I thought it was going to be bigger.
The room with the Ebony goods in it is the master bedroom?

I don't think it's supposed to be a grand manor, more of a small military base, despite the name.
Hlaalu gets the manor, and Telvanni get the big empty shroom. Redoran's manor is really cool when fully built up though, if it were in a nicer area it'd be my fave.

What did I do today? I visited Solstheim and became a werwolf!

yes, it grows bigger though with added buildings outside, when you finish everything you get an alchemist with spellservices,smith and a general trader,and it gets walled.
(that is on vanilla)

did some sewer exploration,killed some goblins and ahnia are dead now.

trying to do my first redoran quest something about protecting guar from mudcrabs but kept getting lost

I retired my most-loved character after 3 years with her,and re-created her in Oblivion..:'(

Just felt it was time..Will miss her for sure,but maybe i can get used to her in Oblivion!

thats pretty tough the first time; i spent like a week searching the coast, only to find that the mudcrabs were literally right down a road.

from the ladies hut, go down the path to the south-west, until you go down to a coast and see a little town in the distance. there should be a guar body and 2 mudcrabs next to it; kill the mudcrabs and get back to the lady and you got the quest done.

ok today i made a stack of bottles then done a picture of a tractor on the floor using coins

How do you join the arena?

There's a mod to do that on planet elder scrolls- I think he's referring to that.

I was (still am, actually...) playing a Khajiit named RaJhirr (no relation to RaZhirr, I swear!!). This time, I'm roleplaying a hunter, for which I need tent- which costs 1275 gold. So, I'm off making money with delivery quests (exquisite shirts from Rasha, the Ienas Serandus problem...) and a single rather unpleasant encounter with Wine-Sot the angry naked Nord (who I helped because, honestly, my level 1 Khajiit was not interested in facing an angry Nord, no matter how morally wrong helping him had been). After that, I decided to refuse Red (the other Nord nearby Sosia). After all, he can't chase me rooted to the ground.

So after a long, wandering journey filled with more Cliffracers than I ever want to see again, I hit my second ashstorm. Deciding I needed shelter, I entered Thalas Ancestral Tomb, fearing the worse for my level 2 hunter (as all I had were claws for ghosts...). I carefully made my way down the first set of stairs and picked the door, expecting the worse. It opened, and, still sneaking, I saw a skeleton to my right. I stared at its back for a moment, relieved to have something I could kill without too much trouble here, at least, when it turned around and brandished a bow. "Oh s-", I stumbled back to the entrance to dodge his first few shots, pulled out my iron tanto, and charged him, moving side to side to throw off his enchanted arrows. After I finally stabbed the monstrosity to death, I picked at his corpse and cackled.

44 Flame steel arrows (around 4pts worth of fire damage, the low kind) were officially mine, alongside a longbow to replace my worn chitin shortbow. I glanced to my right again and saw an Ancestral ghost who had not noticed me yet. Grinning, I equipped the arrows and my new bow and shot at it- and kiled him in one shot. Immensely pleased with myself, I proceeded to (nervously) loot the tomb, hoping that the ancestors wouldn't haunt me (or that I had killed their ghosts off) as I'm just trying to get money for my livelihood. I nabbed a common red robe, a dreugh shield, and some ingredients (even if they were old) as my prize. I saw two doors- one to my left, and one to my right. I heard sounds over to my left, and cautiously sneaked over... and stumbled on a skeletal corpse. I looked up in time to see a fleshy, misshapen part of a bonewalker poke through the door (let's pretend there was a gap at the bottom I could see it through, mmmkay?). Swallowing, I carefully took up a netch helmet and fur boots (to sell, I guess) from the corpse, and backed slowly away from the door. Instead, I cautiously headed for the right door, expecting a fight.

It was, miraculously, empty. Grinning at my good fortune, I picked a corner, still praying no ghosts would haunt me, and rested for seven hours. When I woke up, I felt refreshed and more alive than before, having seen no ghosts coming to haunt me. I deliberated trying to take out the flesh-bound dead by enchanted arrow along the corridor, but I instead found a nasty surprise when I opened the door of my sleeping chamber:

The bonewalker was standing in the middle of the room.

"Oh -; how the - did he get out!?" I muttered softly, not wishing to attract it's attention. (I promptly saved, titling it "Fuuuuuu-") I considered my options and found that I had only two.

1: I could try to sneak past him, though my sneak skills were likely not up to task in a brightly-lit tomb with a somewhat narrow room, or 2: I could try and fight a big, nasty bonewalker.

Obviously, I had to fight. Muttering another prayer to Ahnurr and Fadomai, the first great cats, I nocked my fire arrow and fired.

He was not amused. He whirled around, firing spells at me until I retreated to the doorway, dodging behind it for cover. Aware that my 35 points of health were rather meagre in battle, I popped out to fire shots at the bonewalker tried to close the distance, warding him off and encouraging him to cast more spells. More than once, I felt my endurance drain away, drinking away at my energy with milk, but I knew I had fire and that he could not last too much longer, so I rallied and continued my barrage. Several shots later (as I am fairly new at the bow), the hideous thing lay dead before me. Flinching at a close up inspection of his face, horrifically misshapen with a too-large jaw and shriveled lips, I picked the corpse to collect a lesser soul gem. Content to leave the ghoulish figure behind me (and desperately wishing there was water in these barren wastes to wash my paws with), I picked up raw glass and, upon entering the room where the bonewalker SHOULD have been, collected a ring of damage health 1-10pts on target. Though it was only 6 gold, I smiled at the enchantment and made my merry way back to my laptop to play some Morrowind.

/end story

Not a bad haul for my first dungeon dive, right? Thanks to the shield and glass, I should have enough to buy that tent and maybe a new pair of pants (since I had an "accident" after encountering a bonewalker at level 2). :hehe:

I was creating an orc named Osh-Gosh-Begosh.

After a long boat ride from Sadrith Mora, the Dunmer nightblade, Elur Aythil, returned to Vivec in the afternoon. The blue sky raised his spirit after his previous job, which had took him far away. As the day was getting old, he decided to stick around Vivec and stay with his faction that night, not content to play for some stinking inn. He headed for the arena, giving a warm smile to the Ordinator in the canol works. Careful to make sure he was not followed, Elur slipped into the storage area.

Down a lit corridor, the usual nagging voice sounded behind him. Julan just could not keep his opposition to himself. Ignoring the trivial pleas to leave Elur meet up with his boss, a wise dunmer who is respect for was growing. He had a small task for Elur; pay a visit to a noble in the Redoran Plaza. So the nightblade left his opinionated partner behind and skipped merrily to his mission.

It was late at night by the time Elur reached the manor of one Toris Saren. He decided to save time and let himself in, he figured that Toris would be waiting for him anyway. As expected, Toris was hanging about next to the shelves, seemingly busy.

"A pleasure to meet you, Sir Saren," said Elur, taking something off his belt unseen. Toris too was holding something in his hand, hiding it from his guest. The noble turned around, noticing that Elur was approaching him.

"You... You're from the Morag Tong. You're here to kill me!" He span around, thrusting a glowing green dagger into Elur's belly. An agonising frost bit the wound as the blade was forced out. "You shall do no such thing, scum!" Elur fell to his knees, comforting the side of his stomach. Toris pulled back his glass dagger for the finisher, but before that could happen he became stiff. Elur had cast a weak paralysing spell upon him, the noble was bound. Elur began to chuckle in his raspy dunmer voice.

"What a troublesome man you are. I just came to do business with you," he said, acting almost as a friend. He cast another spell, one that drained Toris of his energy, slowly trying to kill him. Elur, showing that his wound was closing, revealed what he had taken off his belt; a razor sharp tanto. He licked the blunt side of the blade, grinning at Toris. The noble broke free from the paralysis, and shrugged off the absorption spell, but he was too weak to go on fighting. He turned his heel and ran, knocking down chairs to slow Elur down.

He fled upstairs, but he soon realised he would be trapped. He could hear the nightblade's footsteps coming. He peeked out of his room, surprised to see that there was no one there. The footsteps had stopped. This was his chance, Toris thought. He tip toed downstairs. Opening the door opposite the stairs he alerted his servant, Thoryn, who had been sleeping. Thoryn leapt out of bed to defend his master, but it was too late. Elur appeared in a flash and began slicing Toris to ribbons. The act was accompanied by a coarse laughter that loved each moment.

"No!" Thoryn cried. He stepped over his master's corpse, trying to subdue the nightblade. Elur dodged, grabbing Thoryn's hand and cutting it with one stroke. The servant was kicked onto his back. The next thing he knew, his life was being drained away. He died shortly, the nightblade's back was his last vision.

Elur gave himself a pat on the back, wiping whatever blood he could off his gloves. He heard movement on the level below; more servants, he thought. He crept down with tanto in hand. As he turned the corner he was attacked by a dunmer woman. She swung a chair towards his face, missing by a hair. Elur swooped in and cut her stomach sideways, pushing her down afterwards. He planted his foot on the wounds, digging in and widening it as he taunted her. She died of blood loss, in far too much pain to even speak.

Elur was just about ready to leave when he noticed a ladder and hatch. Curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to check out what was up there. He lifted the hatch and peeked his head over the rim, spotting a dunmer noblewoman. He put two and two together and figured that she must be Toris' wife. She was unaware of his presence, reading a book from the shelve. Elur came upon her, slitting her throat and gagging her mouth with his free hand. He softly lead her body to the floor, removing his tanto.

He returned to his boss in the morning. Taking a payment of five hundred septims for a job well done. All in a nights work.

"What a satisfying job," said Elur.


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Remember kids; there's nothing good about wearing gloves on the job.

I just walked around Solstheim trying to find this one guy I need for this quest.

its Drakes, not septims for currency

completed tribunal

bought a scrib

played around with mournhold's weather

picked up dwarven spear

got overencumbered

ate all the glass in my inventory so i could move again (12 pieces to be exect) :confused:

its wierd that you can eat glass and ebony. wouldnt you like...die? if not from the fact that it cuts and smashes your throat and your inner body to pieces, than from the fact that it would be poisonous?