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Champion of Grottos and Gremlins
Once upon a time, a nerd was granted a wish to go to Skyrim as he always wanted.
Me warped mysteriously to Skyrim landing on the wilderness in the Whiterun Hold*
- Oh my God! I am in Skyrim! I made it! So long, boring life! Yeah! Oh man! Why is the ground shaking?
Giant tosses me in the air and I slowly close my eyes.
Oh well, I will respawn after I die...
- Ugh...
Two days later, three men walk through the street and find a scrawny corpse lying there.
- Uh... Who was he?
- Not one of ours for sure...
- LMAO! Look at his clothes, no armor rating nor value.
- Yeah but look at his pocket, he has got some sort of Dwemer device that says NOKIA!
- I bet it's worth a fortune!
- Isn't Nokia a Daedric Prince?
- Who cares? Take everything and leave the corpse.
- Uh... Boss? There is a circlet around his eyes...
- What?!
- Yes... Looks like some seeing device, without any enchantment.
- It's fuzzy and the glass orbs aren't clean. Basically, junk. C'mon fellas, let's go before Nokia sets her rage on us!
A week later, I open my eyes and find myself in a guard cuirass.
- Wha... What happened?
- You took an arrow to the knee!
I kneel down with tears in my eyes.
- Noooooo!
And so, the scrawny nerd was forced to live the rest of his life with a crappy knee, to be known as the Champion of Nokia and never do any kickass dovahkiin stuff. Well except being Fus Roh Dah'd when he accidentally told the dragonborn about his arrow to the knee.
Me warped mysteriously to Skyrim landing on the wilderness in the Whiterun Hold*
- Oh my God! I am in Skyrim! I made it! So long, boring life! Yeah! Oh man! Why is the ground shaking?
Giant tosses me in the air and I slowly close my eyes.
Oh well, I will respawn after I die...
- Ugh...
Two days later, three men walk through the street and find a scrawny corpse lying there.
- Uh... Who was he?
- Not one of ours for sure...
- LMAO! Look at his clothes, no armor rating nor value.
- Yeah but look at his pocket, he has got some sort of Dwemer device that says NOKIA!
- I bet it's worth a fortune!
- Isn't Nokia a Daedric Prince?
- Who cares? Take everything and leave the corpse.
- Uh... Boss? There is a circlet around his eyes...
- What?!
- Yes... Looks like some seeing device, without any enchantment.
- It's fuzzy and the glass orbs aren't clean. Basically, junk. C'mon fellas, let's go before Nokia sets her rage on us!
A week later, I open my eyes and find myself in a guard cuirass.
- Wha... What happened?
- You took an arrow to the knee!
I kneel down with tears in my eyes.
- Noooooo!
And so, the scrawny nerd was forced to live the rest of his life with a crappy knee, to be known as the Champion of Nokia and never do any kickass dovahkiin stuff. Well except being Fus Roh Dah'd when he accidentally told the dragonborn about his arrow to the knee.