so I've been playing the FUCK out of skyrim as of late, my character being an orc barbarian who specializes in heavy armor and battleaxes. Anyways, I've made it to the college of winterhold questline and, while the quest itself isn't really winning me over, I love love LOVE how fucking out of place my guy is.
For the clueless: the college of winterhold is a school of wizards and the quest itself revolves heavily around a magical artifact and a council of mages. Naturally, my guy sticks out like a sore fuckin thumb painted neon green. At one point, I had a vision where another character referred to me as a mage and I'm like: "BITCH, the closest I've come to using spells is shouting at people until they fall over."
Imagine if you will being a winterhold student walking into class one morning and being told that there's a new student. Now imagine said new student is sitting through the days lecture in a suit of fucking armor with a huge fuck-off axe on his back while everyone else is wearing traditional wizard robes. Now imagine that said student, who barely knows the first thing about spellcasting, is enlisted in the schools massive archeology project, finds an all-powerful magic artifact and gets to meet a legendary mage all in the span of about THREE FUCKING DAYS.
Oh, and lest we forget: this big, dumb jolly-green giant motherfucker is the legendary dragonborne who is supposed to save the world from an evil, unstoppable dragon. To top it all off, said dragonborne only enrolled in the school because he thinks they can help him find the magic maguffin he needs and couldn't give less of a fuck about magic unless it was being applied to his glorified beating stick. If i found all that out, then I would give up being a mage right then and there.
(Pictured below is the winterhold lecture in question, I'm the guy on the far left.)