My Life in Skyrim (so far) Entry: 02
I tend to travel light. I only carry what I use and Lydia is my luggage donkey until we hit the shops.
“Hey Lydia, You’re an amazing girl and I’ll totally marry you one day, yeah? Anyway, I just pillaged a pile of shields and battle-axes from those dicks in the cave. Be a sweetheart and carry them for me, would you?”
So, I pretty much carry a couple of axes and a bow. I wear the equivalent of a fridge on my body and have pockets full of gold.
I like the idea of alchemy. But, there isn’t a chance in hell I’m wandering the land with petals, fingers and eyeballs in my pockets. People will think I’m weird.
I was also going to be a mighty, evil, wizard. But, found that I don’t really need to. I gave Lydia a staff of fiery-fire. So, whenever we encounter enemies, I just need to bring them to Lydias attention, Then stand back and light my cigarette off of the huge ball of flame that bursts from Lydias pointy stick. Obviously I jump in at the end for easy kills and claim the victory. I don’t want Lydia getting above herself and thinking that she’s the heroine. She’s got shields to carry.
