yeah, but the point of doing these things are to create characters with pre existing skills. how is this any different than a pc palyer using the console anyways? it's difficult to roleplay say, an assassin, in friday's case, or a hundreds of years old vampire from daggerfall in mine, when they can't sneak past a skeever or do this or that.
Cidius Saro - Agent of Light
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PelagiusIV
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Can't wait for the journal! Seeing you post a new one makes me want to do a hardcore play style again. Perhaps I'll have to give it a shot with the Snow Elf I plan on making. Looking forward to the first entry, if its even half as good as your last one I know I'll be hooked. Good luck and have fun!
Friday is My Day!
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Yes. I'm not doing this to bypass actually using the skill because I'm lazy, I'm doing it for two reasons:
1. Cidius did not just escape Helgen. He trained with his father for years and has experience in the field.
2. The standard backstab multiplier while in sneak mode is x3, I believe. The base damage of an iron dagger is 4. 4 x 3 = 12. What NPC worth assassinating has 12 Hit Points? Unless an army of rabbits intends to take over Skyrim, I think I'm gonna need a better multiplier.
Nazeem has 75 Hit Points.
Skyrimosity
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Yea, Filim was the first journal I read, sad to see him go but excited for another one. Never read about hrisskar (apparently, I'm the minority)
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- Tirdas, 19th of Last Seed, 4E 201 -
My first impression of Skyrim was all but a pleasant one. As my Imperial escort, Hadvar, left me to my own devices in the small village of Riverwood with only a mere finger pointed in the direction of Whiterun, numerous clouds as dark as a Daedra's soul dotted the once beautifully blue sky. With a long sigh and a quick prayer to Stendarr, I continued my journey to Whiterun with the strut of a decorated Legionnaire. That is my disguise after all!
For the remainder of my time in Whiterun, I will be Sibinu Rulius, Legion commander on a temporary leave of absence, to all citizens of Whiterun excluding Hulda. Clever, huh? I thought of it myself on the ride over.
There used to be a grumpy old wizard in Skingrad named Sibinu. Oh, the pranks we'd pull on him. I remember one time we stole a Fear poison from the local apothecary and spiked his wine with it. Watching the old man trip over his own wet robes as he ran straight out the front gates of Skingrad was a bit of a guilty pleasure for me.
As I passed under a colossal stone archway just before entering the town, I found myself envying a group of traveling Khajiit merchants. It wasn't envy for their occupation, of course, but for the warmth of the fur engulfing their bodies. I imagine the breeze passing through the plains of Whiterun wasn't quite as bitter cold as that of a more northern region, but it was still chilly nonetheless.
The Nordic Whiterun guards allowed me through the gates without hesitation and even pointed me towards the Bannered Mare. How nice. I might have even tipped them a septim or two if I knew they weren't going to blow it on mead, which is exactly what I plan on doing with it. Nords and Imperials aren't so different after all, are they?
All jokes aside, I made my way into the Bannered Mare and took a seat at the smooth oak bar. Hulda and I's exchange consisted of a short introduction, me offering to share my rented bed with her for the night, her warning me she's almost old enough to be my mother, then getting down to business.
According to a Nord farmhand, Wilmuth, employed at Chillfurrow Farm, a local wheat and cabbage farm, the owner, a pompous Redguard named Nazeem, is planning to eliminate local competition. Wilmuth believes his target is Sevario Pelagia, owner of the cabbage producing Pelagia Farm, as the extermination of Pelagia would allow Nazeem to swoop in and purchase the farm, giving him a good chunk of cabbage production in Whiterun.
Obviously, this is a sour situation that will most certainly end with one man losing his life. Whether or not that's the innocent Pelagia, the conspiring Nazeem, or the air-headed Cidius is more or less up to me. I'll get to work right away, as soon as I wrap my lips around a sweet bottle of mead. Hopefully Hulda will be up for giving her little hero a discount!
Ahh, aside from the cold and the clouds, I think I may like it here.
My first impression of Skyrim was all but a pleasant one. As my Imperial escort, Hadvar, left me to my own devices in the small village of Riverwood with only a mere finger pointed in the direction of Whiterun, numerous clouds as dark as a Daedra's soul dotted the once beautifully blue sky. With a long sigh and a quick prayer to Stendarr, I continued my journey to Whiterun with the strut of a decorated Legionnaire. That is my disguise after all!
For the remainder of my time in Whiterun, I will be Sibinu Rulius, Legion commander on a temporary leave of absence, to all citizens of Whiterun excluding Hulda. Clever, huh? I thought of it myself on the ride over.
There used to be a grumpy old wizard in Skingrad named Sibinu. Oh, the pranks we'd pull on him. I remember one time we stole a Fear poison from the local apothecary and spiked his wine with it. Watching the old man trip over his own wet robes as he ran straight out the front gates of Skingrad was a bit of a guilty pleasure for me.
As I passed under a colossal stone archway just before entering the town, I found myself envying a group of traveling Khajiit merchants. It wasn't envy for their occupation, of course, but for the warmth of the fur engulfing their bodies. I imagine the breeze passing through the plains of Whiterun wasn't quite as bitter cold as that of a more northern region, but it was still chilly nonetheless.
The Nordic Whiterun guards allowed me through the gates without hesitation and even pointed me towards the Bannered Mare. How nice. I might have even tipped them a septim or two if I knew they weren't going to blow it on mead, which is exactly what I plan on doing with it. Nords and Imperials aren't so different after all, are they?
All jokes aside, I made my way into the Bannered Mare and took a seat at the smooth oak bar. Hulda and I's exchange consisted of a short introduction, me offering to share my rented bed with her for the night, her warning me she's almost old enough to be my mother, then getting down to business.
According to a Nord farmhand, Wilmuth, employed at Chillfurrow Farm, a local wheat and cabbage farm, the owner, a pompous Redguard named Nazeem, is planning to eliminate local competition. Wilmuth believes his target is Sevario Pelagia, owner of the cabbage producing Pelagia Farm, as the extermination of Pelagia would allow Nazeem to swoop in and purchase the farm, giving him a good chunk of cabbage production in Whiterun.
Obviously, this is a sour situation that will most certainly end with one man losing his life. Whether or not that's the innocent Pelagia, the conspiring Nazeem, or the air-headed Cidius is more or less up to me. I'll get to work right away, as soon as I wrap my lips around a sweet bottle of mead. Hopefully Hulda will be up for giving her little hero a discount!
Ahh, aside from the cold and the clouds, I think I may like it here.
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Friday is My Day!
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I am Dovakiin98 and I approve of this awesome first chapter of this awesome chapter.
Glad to hear it man! I'm trying to give Cidius a much better sense of humor than serious old Filim.
Mr1cammando
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Loved the fear poison part. Cabbage production and domination are a funny mix of words.
What's the plan for him? Are you going to stalk him, or simply backstab him in an alley?
What's the plan for him? Are you going to stalk him, or simply backstab him in an alley?
lol that's true. but there are only three farms near whiterun so owning two instead of one would be a really big deal. with that kind of power nazeem could easily buy out the battle borns and create himself a cozy little farming monopoly in the immediate area.Loved the fear poison part. Cabbage production and domination are a funny mix of words.
What's the plan for him? Are you going to stalk him, or simply backstab him in an alley?
Skyrimosity
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We all know that Friday just really wants to kill Nazeem and has made up a good story about why he'd kill him. No need arguing/discussing it.
Friday is My Day!
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Loved the fear poison part. Cabbage production and domination are a funny mix of words.
What's the plan for him? Are you going to stalk him, or simply backstab him in an alley?
Maybe Cidius will steal a frenzy poison from Arcadia and spike Nazeem's wine with it, I'm not sure.
Skyrimosity
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Perhaps if you shoot Nazeem in the knee then he will give up his evil farmer ways and become a guard.
Mr1cammando
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Damnit guys. Why does evil farmer and cabbage domination make me break down into gigglefits?
Skyrimosity
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Let's test the theory:
Evil farmer kills a man, achieves cabbage domination.
Evil farmer buys out Battle-Borns, achieves Total Cabbage Dominance.
Evil farmer kills a man, achieves cabbage domination.
Evil farmer buys out Battle-Borns, achieves Total Cabbage Dominance.
