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Brilliant! I do everything on the list, but only when I'm tired and in a hurry to finish what I'm doing. (Excluding shout abuse, I only do that when I try new ones.)
Cool, i might need to check that out with the Dunmer spellsword I've been working on, his destruction's at only 49 right now, but that seems like a good prospect to gain. It being a high damage tome and all.
Lost in long thought, Hijinks' mind was dim and tired. He had given it all he had to keep from getting killed by a werewolf, and killing a khajiit caravaneer. It was clear that Ri'tai was not to be trusted, yet Sorcia seemed to hastily follow his lead.
"What other business could she have with...
I wouldn't consider Jack "shunned", just an anti-social adventurer.
Also, becoming a werewolf requires a NPC activated storyline, which is against the restrictions I've given myself.
Hijinks overreacted. He's been poisoned before, and the effects seem everlasting. He's easily been frightened by manipulation ever since.
He sits, ready to listen. As he's unable to provide any input for now.
Hijinks stepped forward. The chance of that staff being dangerous made him uneasy about anyone else taking a hit. He tensed up and braced himself, prepared for anything.
Does this seem a tiny bit familiar to anybody else?
He'd rather die than go to prison, but he's been sent there on many occasions. He must be very unhappy.
I'm not going to pick on you or point out the similarities, but it does have just a little hint of Hijinks.
Holding in his frustration and anger, Hijinks contemplated grabbing the staff and turning it's "harmless" effects on Ri'tai himself. The ex-mercenary only waited in wonder of what that Ri'tai was planning to do with it.
Holding in his frustration and anger, Hijinks contemplated grabbing the staff and turning it's "harmless" effects on Ri'tai himself. The ex-mercenary only waited in wonder of what that Ri'tai was planning to do with it.
Hijinks stands valiantly in front of this shady character and sizes him up. Being a well trained ex-mercenary, he felt he could retaliate with no mercy if his suspicion of Ri'tai rang true. Hijinks opens his arms and brings his face inches from Ri'tai's thinking, "Well?"
Hijinks couldn't help but feel the same way. He wished he could have a convorsation with his newfound companions. He figured if it was poison that did this to him, there must be a cure. But he knows nothing of Alchemy, and feels helpless on the subject. He looked around the room at their faces...
He saw the hurt in Asgar's eyes and deflated. Hijinks has caused a lot of similar pain. He'd never witnessed loss, nor expierienced it. Nobody ever gave Hijinks friendship, or love. Hijinks knew now that for every mortal soul are many who mourn for them. He also knew nobody would mourn for him...
Much thanks, I will definitely keep adding on to the story. Don't think I'll be doing any quests though, since most of them have to be started by NPCs.
But I'm looking more in to thorough exploration of all of Skyrim w/o being able to fast travel where ever i wanna go. Making it more...