Saturday - A Look Back

First of all, I'd like to show any dragons out there what will happen to them if they decide to start causing trouble by way of a good old before-and-after:

Before...

After

I think I've made my point.

Now that...unpleasantness...is out of the way, I'd like to share with you some of my favourite experiences from my week in Skyrim. First up has to be my climb up the Throat of the World. Because you're supposed to enjoy that sort of thing, aren't you? Clambering up the icy slopes of the world's tallest mountain whilst freezing winds threaten to knock you over a cliff edge and frost trolls attack you is definitely something you're supposed to revel in. Character building, or some such nonsense. It wasn't. My character was already fully built beforehand, I can assure you. A level 8 Altmer, if you must know. Still, the view from the top was almost worth it.

Born free...

My great joy this past week has been the freedom afforded to me. The freedom to go where I please, to spot a mountain in the distance and then to travel to it and climb to its summit just because I can. The freedom to accomplish tasks however I want, using whatever items I like, buying whatever I want, regardless of its usefulness or, indeed, longevity (in the case of a certain four-legged vampire snack). Do I use weapons or magic? Do I use a blade I found lying in a ruin or do I find the raw materials and craft my own at a forge and then enchant it with its own magical properties? The choice has always been entirely mine. The image above shows me going for a swift jog with a new found friend just because I felt like it. Yes, we may have had ulterior dragon-slaying motives, but I've got to say, I was in it more for the exercise.

My new friend had some odd preferences, let me tell you. But again, it's about choice, though not mine in this case. After our jog she took me to the weirdest Spearmint Rhino I've ever visited.

I feel as though I've stumbled upon something I really, really wasn't meant to see

Choice. It's a funny old thing. Sometimes it gives you exactly what you want. Other times it makes you throw up in your mouth. Each to their...no, that's just sick, isn't it? Time to strike her off the Christmas card list.

The Aurora Borealis was stunning last night.

Shlurple the purple

It doesn't always appear, even on the clearest of nights, but when it does you can't help but stop and stare. I'd only seen it in green hues until last night when it was all sorts of shimmering shades or purple and pink.

This is likely to be the last post, so what can I say? It's been fun. And to think, after more than fifty hours in Skyrim I'm still only just embarking on many of my larger quests. I'll leave you with this top tip: always check the age of any livestock you buy.