Help what have I done. (original)
Basically all of Niamh's journeying in Skyrim has been at the whim of butterflies she sees in the distance. This is probably entirely why Ursula hasn't tracked her down yet.
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Help what have I done. (original)
Basically all of Niamh's journeying in Skyrim has been at the whim of butterflies she sees in the distance. This is probably entirely why Ursula hasn't tracked her down yet.
All Ursula wanted to do was to get away from Cyrodiil for a while and visit her best friend, Niamh. Of course Niamh HAD to go and pick a meeting place that happened to be around an ambush spot between warring factions. So not only is Ursula caught, but when she escapes, she has to look for Niamh's ass all over the gods' creation!
After you kill your first dragon, you find out you can use Shouts, which are powered by the souls of dragons you kill. The first one you have unlocked is the first word of Unrelenting Force aka the fus in FUS RO DAH. If you start shouting inside of a hold (in this case Whiterun), a guard will run up and pretty much tell you to shut the fuck up.
Welp.
I should say that I only gave the helmet of the guards a glance hahajhkejre good job, self.
Lydia is not amused by Niamh’s shenanigans. I am thinking housecarl is just another word for babysitter/nanny.
Well, that’s convenient!
I was having trouble doing proper art/comic things, so I did a few more quick Skyrim comics.
Okay but really, one thing I never got in most RPGs is how people will just decide that you are capable of these amazing feats. They just see you and they’re like HEY YOU, STRANGER, YOU HAVE A LOOK OF DESTINY AND CHOSEN ONE ABOUT YOU and next thing you know you’re trekking across the world with probably some people who are more competent and experienced than you are, fighting the gods.
Chickens are smug bastards. Strutting around like they own the damn place.
Okay, originally what happened was that I was showing Alice Skyrim and we were in Riverwood, and she wanted to know what would happen if I tried killing the chicken.
PSA: Don’t.
I decided that Niamh is a bit of a lush after she later raided Honningbrew Meadery and stole every single bottle of mead.
While I’ve been playing Skyrim, I have been narrating Niamh’s (my Breton character) experiences like journal entries. I was having trouble finishing comic pages, so I decided to warm up by doing dumb little pictures of them.