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Blood. So much blood.
LOL That's perfect!
"Hey, let's kidnap the Dragonborn's wife. Who cares that s/he happens to be the Harbinger of the Companions, Master of the Thieves' Guild, Nightingale, Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, Thane of the Hold. DragonSlayer(and not just any dragon THE Dragon)We can take em!"
We should make a series out of this sort of thing! So go ahead folks! Anyone else have a story like this to tell?
I felt a swell of pride, thats my missus, I thought.
Yet another episode of Tamriel's Dumbest Criminals. :)
Did I mention I love this game? ;)
Well you see....My girlfriend has told me I am not allowed to own horses. I've owned seven, and out of that only Shadowmere has not met an unfortunate end....And he was the 'free' one...go figure..
My first horse died when I didn't realize you could fight mounted, so I hopped off to deal with a sabrecat ambush...and well...let's just say it's a good thing there's no McDonald's in Skyrim. Could've been quite the scandal getting caught selling them horsemeat...It's also quite possible that I may or may not have killed the horse myself whilst fighting said sabrecat...
My second horse met an unfortunate end when I failed to notice the large cliff and waterfall in front of me while trying to shoot down a dragon. I landed in the water. The horse....well...Splat would've been a good name for him.
My next one met up with a cave bear while I was trying to set up for the sniping of bad guys. I heard the music change, a growl, a whinny and turned just in time to see said bear knock my horse off a waterfall cliff (I'm recognizing a pattern here..) and charge me. The funny part of this particular instance is that the bear mis-stepped while charging me and the current swept it over the waterfall onto the rocks below. Just as I loosed an arrow, of course. I watched bear and arrow tumble over the falls and thought "Tembo be damned. I am NOT climbing down there for a pelt..."
Another died when a frost troll knocked it out from under me in a blizzard. That was quite dramatic. One second I'm trotting along, next I'm tumbling down a slope thoroughly confused wondering what happened; only to land at a stone gate. At the feet of another frost troll. My only thought then was "Oh...♥♥♥♥..."
The rest have died at home at the hands of bandits, giants, and oh yeah. A dragon. Whose corspe is STILL littering my yard. That's always pleasant. Walk out the door, stretch. "What a beautiful morn...WTF IS THAT?!?!?"
(as the dragon corpse spawns and drops all but on my head)
"Oh. Oh steward? Steward! Could you stop staring at the wall and..I don't know...CLEAN THIS MESS UP?!?!?"