That is one of the initial reasons I started posting here last spring. None of that elitist crap goes on at Chorrol. It's also slower here. Topics take months to move off the front page (if they ever do) whereas it can take hours or even minutes for an interesting thread to get bumped off the front over at Bethsoft.



Ha ha! Yeah, I'm having a blast with my Crusader. Feel free to write in the Today in Skyrim threads (there's one for spoilers, too) to report on what your character has been up to lately. Or you can write a full-fledged fan fic too, if you want.

Yea I'm gunna do something similar where I can only restore the health that I've used with equilibrium through feeding as a vampire instead of the use of spells or potions. Kinda like only the blood of others can restore my own. This is until he actually learns the ability to use blood magic.



Yea I'm thinking I might actually write my own fan fic but in a journal form that I'll be writing from Aztien's point of view. Kinda like as if he is documenting his own journey/ thoughts.

Also I think later on in Aztiens journey could open up the possibility of my own "vampire hunter" his nemesis maybe.

I really like this forum btw
How ever i wanted to know somthing about the bandit class. I love the idea and im a
Khajit bandit, problem is that when im walking the roads and looking
For people to rob that i dont see any! Maybe a bard but that is maybe every 2 hours that i walk around. Plz give me some tips (im using a xbox btw)

Hello and welcome.


That is a tough one. The roads around towns are the busiest in general, but then you have to worry about guards. I'd look around for those skooma dealers.

Greetings people.

I am M'naris (khajit) and this is my story.

When i was still a little whelp i was kidnapped by bandits in the night and brought to Cyrodil. There i learned that the khajit who raised me for 16 years were not my real parents but followers of the dark brotherhood who killed my real parents. The khajit who kidnapped me turned out to be my uncle J'zir. He teached me everything i needed to know to take revange on the dark brotherhood. After 6 years of training i wiped out the DBH in cyrodil (i thought) and returned to my uncles hide out. When i arived home i saw my uncle laying down in a pool of blood. Tears rolled down over my face when i walked to my uncle. I saw that he was still alive but in a bad shape. My uncle told me that a woman named astrid broke in and killed every one inside. I looked around and saw all the bodys of friends and family. I fell down on my knees crying and praying to akatosh that my uncle would survive. My uncle slaped me in the face and told me to look for some one named avor in skyrim. His hand layed down on y shoulder and looked me in the eyes and said: go now and kill astrid and avange me. He looked up to the roof and said: she stole my blade who was in my family for years "the blade of woe" i told him that i would go to cyridil and do as he asked me to. He looked at me and the light in his eyes faded when he died. I cried and said goodbye and prayed that akatosh would take mercy on his soul.

I arived at the border of skyrim where i met avor. He told me that astrid leads the DBH in skyrim. When we walked to avors home in skyrim we met some stormcloacks and i learned everything about the war in skyrim. When we were near avors house some one called bormis wanted to see me. I told him that i would meet whit him the next day and me and avor went home. At avors home i learned about skyrim and it landscape and how to survive. Avors teatched me the basic skills of a bandit and how to hunt and survive. After a few months a courier gave me a letter from the stormcloacks. They said that the war has really begun and asked me to join the attack on helghen.

6 months later the stormcloacks were ready go attack when i joined them at the border to attack helghen, when out of nowhere 50 imperial soldiers attacked us and bound us. We were putted in a cariage about to be executed. At helghen a dragon attacked and burned down everything. Me and ralof escaped and ran to riverwood. In the night i raided the town and killed every one but ralof was long gone. I went back to avors house but when i arived i saw him death. Pierced whit 5 arrows and a piece of paper whit a black hand on it.

From this day on i am looking for the dark brotherhood in skyrim whit no succes. Im raiding mostly fords becaus the roads of skyrim are mostle deserted. Im looking for people who want to hep me but i have no luck. I hope that i find some clues about the dark brotherhood soon so i can kill astrid and claim my uncles blade back.

I am M'naris 33 year old khajit looking for revange and to destroy the dark brotherhood!



If some one could give me some tips for being a bandit becaus i cant find travelibg people often well almost never D: im on a xbox so if some one could help me whit this part i can have even better adventures thx

Ok thx :3 fast responce btw (i was typing the story of my khajit on my ipod so dident saw your awnser so sorry that i posted a question 2 times

An assassin of assassins? Good luck in your quest. Taking from other bandits is a good way to make money. They have the goods all gathered in one place for you.

Good idea :3 well i actualy did that already but thx :3 and good thing is they respawn

Really? I see travelers quite often, well ... more often than they appear in Oblivion/Cyrodiil, anyways.

I think my idea for a bandit (in the OP) was to take over one of the bandit camps located by a main road, and then live there. Since the respawn rate in Skyrim is so much longer, it's possible to frequent the place without enemies coming back to take over the place. I would wait to see if any travelers pass by, and then if they don't, hey ... let's go for a walk to the nearest civilized area! See if we can't pickpocket or assault some citizens there.

Hmmm yhea good idea i captured that tower camp when you go from whiterun to ivarstead there walk some bards and some travelers (almost never btw) and you can go to whiterun or riverwood to raid there. What i did i took a companion let him wait on the tower (they fire if hostile people/animals get near and there are some beds and very close to whiterun and riverwood (ivarstead is a bit longer walk/ride but it is a option if you want to move on becaus near ivarstead there is abandit tower camp. So i just scout for good bases and i will post the names and locations and the things to do around it and hope that it will help you like it helped me. Good luck bandits


Btw my khajit died becaus of a huge battle against 7 enemys on master dicficult then i walked out and got killd by a skeever.... Kind of ironic... A cat who gets killed by a rat :3 so i started over whit a other khajit named sahir ill type his story a other time hope you enjoy it :3

You'll be happy with my find then! Mistwatch does not respawn, if you side with the bandit leader in the small quest, All the bandits that you left alive become friendly, if you go straight for the tower that the chief is in you will have more bandit friends. I'm hoping the friendly bandits is not a glitch! xD

I think I've been in Mistwatch once with a semi-evil character who chose to side with the umbrella seller who is the bandit leader. You side with her, and she does not attack.

I have seen several instances in this game, however, in which NPCs who should be enemies won't immediately attack. This includes several Necromancers who were on the road outside of a fort near Solitude, as well as several bandits in some other fort (sorry I can't remember the names of the places). My character went to attack them, and they just sat there eating dinner. He even tried looting some things right in front of them. No reaction. Just to clarify how odd this was, there were some bandits in that very same fort who happened to be hostile.

I think in those cases they were glitches, but very welcome glitches. I like it that not everybody tries to attack us.

Aravi (my Khajiit) would have a very difficult time attacking anyone that doesn't put up a fight. She would probably leave those bandits alone, and not even touch their stuff.

She even has a hard time using the Calm spell on enemies and killing them like that. She's done it before, but she doesn't like it.

Another hideout with bandit clan possibilities is Nilheim. I'm putting the rest in spolier tags in case anyone doesn't want to know.

It does have an alchemy lab if I recall correctly. That's a great spot though Grits, I hadn't thought of it.

Heyo, so I'm new here, and I love the Elder Scrolls. This is a sort of backstory I've written up for a character I've been thinking about playing. Was reading some Shakespeare recently and decided to go for a sort of tragic path. Could post more info on him if anyone's interested. And sorry for so much text.


In his elder age Audeius is beginning to look ahead at his time of death. He doesn’t feel ready to die, as he hasn’t settled down with a wife and has spent most of his life as a soldier and mercenary. He is a staunch supporter of the Imperials, and openly despises Stormcloaks and Stormcloak supporters. Upon learning that he is the Dragonborn so late in his life, he feels reinvigorated to start adventuring again. He is initially imprisoned by the Imperials for accidently shooting a Legionnaire while hunting, and is unfortunately put together with the Stormcloak prisoners at the beginning of the game. After much adventuring and faithful service to the Imperial Legion (helping them win the civil war), Audeius finally marries Camilla Valerius. Tragedy strikes one night though, as Audeius savagely beats Camilla to death in a blind drunken rage. Imprisoned for his crime, Audeius is overcome with grief and rage, and forsakes the Eight Divines for his self-inflicted misfortune. He leaves the comforts of home to dwell in the wilderness and seek forbidden knowledge to possibly return Camilla to him. He learns necromancy, and begins to worship the Daedra, or more specifically Molag Bal. Audeius becomes a master of resurrecting dark minions, and is further drawn to the Volkihar Vampire Clan to become a vampire lord. Audeius relishes his new-found power and mercilessly slays and feeds upon innocents. He gains a reputation all across Skyrim as an honorable Imperial turned evil incarnate. Confident in his vast power, Audeius assaults Solitude, the former place of authority and comfort to him, and lays siege to Castle Dour and the Blue Palace. After much bloodshed, he is finally slain by his former fellow Legionnaires. Audeius’ body is burned and he is written into the history books as the one who prevented the end of the world, only to himself fall into darkness and become Skyrim’s greatest threat.

Awesome, Noran, welcome to our humble forum! I know over at Bethesda's forums they give out fishy sticks, I have no idea what we do at Chorrol. Have some cake, I guess.



That's some detailed backstory there. I myself am pretty weak on backstory, I usually just snowball a bunch of ideas together, inspired from real-life situations probably just as much as in-game ones. But I don't know much about lore like I should. Anyways, welcome here. Glad you have joined us.

Hi Noral, welcome aboard!



This is CAKETOWN!

I had an idea for a bandit assassin. The only way he can get in to any city is by sneaking in. If he goes to jail he must escape and not sleep his time off. He hangs out in conquered bandit camps/hunter camps. He raids travelers and avoids guard patrols. He can have a dog and a follower BUT the follower cannot be living in a walled city. He has no mercy and can join the Dark Brotherhood. He will have perks in sneak, archery, one handed, and light armor. He can smith as well as long as the forge is not within a city. He cannot have any armor more advanced than scaled armor. He cannot talk to any civilians. His race can be an Argonian, Nord, or an Orc. He cannot marry. I think this is a pretty cool character and I make it more real by taking off HUD, eating at least twice per day, and using the paper map

Yah, that is very cool, Willster! One of these days I am going to try my bandit idea (in the OP) out. But right now I have 4 games extant. I don't wanna introduce anything new.

Sorry, we're not hiring right now! Come back next season!

That sounds fun, Willster. There are enough settlements with guards but no walls to make it work.

This one was actually created by Tom Francis from PCGamer but I felt it would be okay to share it here.
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The Illusionist

The idea is that, in Skyrim a mage is an unstoppable storm of destruction. In real life, a mage is just an illusionist: they can't do much except trick you. Since Skyrim has a school of magick comprised entirely of illusions the illusionist will have to stick to that, he/she can't wear any armour, hold any weapons, cast any non-illusion spells, or even attack anyone directly - not even with a punch (Of course you can use punches to break stuff like the web in Bleak Falls Barrow). Recommended race is Altmer and it is also recommended to travel with a follower/mercenary. Oh and he/she can't use any enchantments other than "Fortify Illusion".

Good idea, PhoenixGamer!

I’ve tried two Illusionist/no weapons characters, but both used other magic schools as well.

Achille (Breton) couldn’t do any direct damage. He dealt with everything including dragons using Illusion, Conjuration, and his follower. It was a lot of fun.

I also tried a pacifist character, Pax the Benevolent (Altmer, former Thalmor agent). He could not kill anything at all, nor would he travel with a follower who might kill something. Calm, Fear, Turn Undead, and Healing were his only tricks. Also running away. I was surprised by how many quests could be completed without killing anything. The big one that couldn’t was Bleak Falls Barrow, and so he never released the dragons.



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I think if I tried a character like that, they would be allowed to destroy the undead. Maybe some of the more foul creatures too (SPIDERS), but no NPCs.

Thank you for sharing. I could see doing a modified version of this...there's no way I would do this personally without some sort of backup. At least a daggar. But it's a mighty fine idea. Let us know how it works out.

The thing about Illusion as a school is (in a way) it is somewhat cheaty in my opinion. NPCs can't make us run away in fear or calm us, for instance, and I've not ever noticed them doing any of these things to our followers or other NPCs. I could be wrong on that last one, though.

So therefore, playing a character who uses Illusion specifically seems like it could be a way to balance out this discrephancy.

Yep, that would make sense. Also Dwarven constructs could be fair game. And of course the evil spiders!

Pax’s “Do No Harm” approach was a result of a complete break from his past and mostly intended to make me look at quests differently. He was not very fun to play.

I kind of agree, but it would be really difficult to get those spells to work as intended on the player character.

If the player has a follower however, I wondered if just making the player's ally attack the player when either of them are hit by a fury spell (that is effective) would work.

Not very fun to play? Wow, that's interesting! I always wonder if my Scout (Dyami) would have been fun or whatever. I created my scout but never actually gamed with him much. He was supposed to be a pacifist, other than hunting deer and elk.



OH I know. If NPCs could use Illusion on us, that would force the game to take away our freedom in-the-moment, and that's something (obviously) we would have a problem with. The closest thing to this I've ever noticed in a TES game is paralyzation. The PC is paralyzed, can't do a damn thing (unless they've got Dispel).

Wait, can PCs get paralyzed in Skyrim? I know they could in Oblivion.

Back in the day (tabletop games) it was possible for our characters to get calmed or afraid. What would happen is the DM (dungeon master) would take over the PC for a turn or whatever. It downright sucked, to be honest.

Oh yes I definitely see why you did it that way, I was just saying if I made a character like that, there would be some things that are fair game to rain burning fire upon. SPIDERS.


I've never had it happen, but I don't see why not. I wonder if paralyze weapons are in the equipment lists?

The Survior
The survior is a female nord who is a gifted mage and healer.

Nero's Journal
My Legacy
My name is Nero,and I was born in a small village in the woods north of Falkreath. We lived on a hill overlooking the lake. The land here was bountiful and water abundant, it was paradise. My mother was a Nord, who's occupation was the village doctor and she was highly religious. She offered blessings to the men as they left on the hunt,and provided aid to those who needed it. My father was a Breton who thought himself an Artisan. Oh the things he could craft! Anything you desired, from potions, to arrows, to houses he could craft it all. They worked hard and their love was strong and so came me and my brothers.

My Childhood
Mother allways said I was a handfull. According to her i was allways in some sort of trouble. But then again how could I not be? I enjoyed helping her in the medical tent. Medicine was an excellent study and I thought I was rather good at it. At night father would read to me. I became obsessed with the legends. I told him one day that I would be a Dragon Priest, that I would one day be friends with a Daedra. The Prince of Madness allways made me laugh.

A Member of Society
As I grew I gained more knowlage. I took lessons from the village scholar and took up magic. He taught me how to make medicines, how to heal people magically, how conjure a friend when I was lonely. I learned how to harness the energy of the Land. I could make fire, I could make snow. I allso began to study religion. My people allways celebrated Dibella, for we found beauty in the Land and art in it's features. I finnaly found a role in my home, I became the village priest.

Visitors
Our isolation did not last for long,soon strange men came from the south. They wore strange clothing of red and leather. They spoke of unity, of peace. We belived them. Our little village signed a treaty with the Empire. We would trade with them and live amongst them. Slowly we began to enter-marry, and slowly our cultures merged. Gone was our little village, and slowly the Town of Lakeview took shape.

The Fall
But this peace would not last. The people of the north became angered with those of the south. Freedom they cried! New rule the pleaded! And so the war began. My Father and brothers were appointed for service under the Empire. They fought bravely, but sadly they were not strong enough. Why did they have to die? Why? I hated this war. I hated these people. They alone killed my family. Me and my mother survived and we tried to cope the best we could, but mother was frail. She died that year. I was now alone. As the war progressed I began to discover that not all legends are just legends. The dragons rose. "And the Scrolls fortold, of the black wings in the cold, that when brother wage war come unfold. Alduin, Bane of Kings, ancient shadow unbound, with a hunger to swallow the world." More and more reports of dragons attacks showed up as the war drew on.

Up in Flames
The dragon attacked. It burned everything. I was the only survivor. No Imperials, no loved ones, no friends, just me alone. I lived in one of the last standing houses in the rubble. Eventally the men of the north found me and took me. I was their slave. One of thier prizes of war. I was beaten, I was defiled, and I was starved. As we attempted to cross the border we were stopped by Imperial guards. Finnaly a Hope! But they did not know me, nor of Lakeview, so they did not save me. I was to be killed for crimes that the people who took me did. Seconds before I was supposed to die is when a blessing of Dibella shown down. A dragon attacked. It acctually aided in my escape!

A New Triumph
After I recovered from the escape I met an Imperial by the name of Hadvar. He helped me, he told me where to go to find shelter, and he told me of the College. I journed there and and learned of new magic. Of ancient and new. I took private lessons and began to learn a forgotten art. I learned how to speak in dragon. I learned how to shout. The professor was astonished on how quickly I learned so he sent me to a fortess on a high mountain. There is where my life changed. There is where I discovered my purpose. I was the unite the land, I was to stop the dragons. And then maybe,just maybe, I could find peace again and reestablish my home an my birthground. I could rebuild...

Wow, now that's backstory! I'm actually speechless, for once. Guess that's a good thing!

Thanks I think my story works because it blend my own story with that of the game

Excellent story of Nero. The World Eater did some good attacking Helgen didn't he? I like how she learned of her Voice while at the College and then went to High Hrothgar. Good blend of game and original bits.

Haha tried to think of a way to mix in some dlc,like eventually after she reunites skyrim she returns to the ruins of lakeview and build a grand mansion apon the site

Working on a sperate character (Nero's brother). He wont be dragon born, but involved in the war. Whatcha think?

Due to inaccuracies to Lore and obnoxious english i chose to rewrite the story of nero

The Story of Nero
4E 160
It is the year of my birth. I hail from a small hunting and farming village positioned on a hill overlooking Lake Ilinalta. The land was bountiful and life was abundant. It was our own little paradise, we had everything that we could ever need. Crops came in large and healthy every year and the elk were always fertile. Our village worshiped Lady Dibella, for the land represented her beauty. My mother was a native to Skyrim and a healer, she offered blessings of Dibella to the huntsman and healed their wounds when they returned. My father was the leader of our little settlement. He was a Breton who arrived in Skyrim to escape the pressures of the Aldmeri Dominion to seize High Rock.
He was a diplomat. He could talk anyone into doing anything.

4E 165
As a little girl I became interested in the forest. Mother told me that the trees speak to the people. That Lady Dibella guided us through them. Every afternoon I would wander into the woods and rest under the large oak. I became interested in archery after watching a huntsman one day. I bet one day I could out shoot him. With bow in one hand and an arrow in the other I began to practice. But with all of this learning and new experience I was only but a five year old. I loved the old legends, and I found a certain peace within books. I swear that one day I would walk amongst the Dragon Priest and be friends with a Daedra.

4E 168
Strange men started to appear in our village. They wore clothes of cloth and hide. Father spoke to them, asked them why they have come. They had big scary swords. The head of their convoy spoke,”By royal decree of Emperor Tidus Mide II we are to travel the lands of Skyrim and inform it's citizens of the recent induction of Skyrim into the Empire. Nothing will change, the only thing we ask for in return is land to settle. We will protect you and your people with the full force of our military. Do you agree?” Father signed the treaty. And so began a new chapter of our little village. Trade flourished, farms grew and eventually the village formed into a town. Lakeview we called it. Soon families started to marry into each other, our cultures merged.

4E 170
I'm finally old enough to make my own decisions, finally ten. But it seems as the days passed father grew more and more concerned. He says he spoke with the Imperial Ambassador. Things do not look good he says, war is at our doorstep. The Aldmeri Dominion want control of Tamriel,and they'll do anything to achieve it.

4E 176
We are in the midst of the Great War. The Aldmeri have invaded Cyrodill and the Empire is on the brink of collapse. All able bodied men were forced to enlist in the Imperial Army. After eight years of being members of the Empire, we wanted to help. We wanted to protect our people, the Empire's people. My father was one of the enlisted.

4E 180
Nine years. Nine long years of war. After four years of service my father returned. The war was over. The Aldemri had won. Instead of wiping through and killing everyone they forced the Empire to make decrees to fit the Dominion's desires, including the ban of the worship of Talos. This of course infuriated the northern nords.

4E 183
As the civil war of Skyrim raged over the land we began to discover that not all legends are just that. The ancient prophecy was fulfilled.”Ahrk fin Kel lost prodah, do ved viing ko fin krah, Tol fod zeymah win kein meyz fundein! Alduin, feyn do jun, kruziik vokun staadnau, Voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lein!”
The dragons walked the earth again. They start to attack towns and villages all across the land. My brothers were sent off to join the war, as was my father.

4E 197
We receive the news today, my father and brothers would not be returning. They had been killed in battle. I think it hit mother the hardest. She was old, she was sick. She died soon after. I was on my own. I had no husband, I had no family left. I continued to live in the house, it used to be full of life and warmth but now it was all but cold and empty. What a great place to spend my thirty-seventh birthday, all alone and cold! Later that year the dragon's came. They burned the whole city to the ground, everyone I knew had been killed. Only half of our house remained unburned by the tormenting fire of the dragon.

4E 200
They found me, the nords of the north. They punished me for being half-blood. Said I wasn't fit to live in Skyrim. They took me as their prisoner, as their slave. We attempted to cross the border into Cyrodill and to kill the Emperor. We were captured at the border and transported to Helgen for execution. The soldiers had not heard of Lakeview so therefore, did not know that I was a survivor.
It was there at Helgen where I saw Dibella. She saved my life. She summoned the dragon to attack that would give me a chance to escape.

4E 201
After the escape I stayed in Riverwood for a while with one of the soldiers who helped me escape the Helgen attack. He told me of the College of Winterhold. I was no mage, but I had some sense of Restoration magic that I learned from my mother. He told me that someone there could tell me what was going on. I traveled far but finally reached the College. I spoke to the archmage, and it was there where it happened. Lady Dibella was speaking to me, I could feel here power coursing through me, and then she spoke, “My child you are special. You have always been a devout follower, so in return for this I will tell you your future. My child you are destined to unite the Empire. You alone will save this land. You will speak the ancient language. You will master the dragons. Fus Ro Da, these are the ancient words of power. You will use this in your journey, you need only say the words and your heart will do the rest. GO dragonborn. Go bring honor to my name.”

This is my character bio:
My name is Vyluun Fyr. At a young age I discovered my abilities over the school of conjuration, accidentally summoning a flame atronach that burned down a nearby forest before returning to oblivion. I was born in a village called Vvardenyl on the border of Skyrim and Morrowindn. When I was 11, the Imperial Legion attempted to seize control of my village for fear of an uprising of the local mages. My people resisted, so the Legion sent the Aldmeri Dominion to deal with us. There were only four of them, but they managed to slaughter every last Dunmer in Vvardenyl. All except me, for I conjured a flame atronach that briefly sent me to the plane of oblivion to shield me from the altmer. When I returned, I went searching for my mother fearing the worst. I did not find her, only her pendant that my father gave to her. I swore revenge on the empire, promising to destroy every last one of those that were loyal to the altmer. And so I trained. Spending weeks on end with no sleep studying the art of conjuration in the ruins of the shrine of Azura. I learned the skill of archery in order to hunt and survive. I also tampered with destruction, illusion, and restoration magic. I found them astonishingly interesting in concept, and started focussing on them aswell as conjuration. 11 years have passed sense the massacre of my village. 11 years of grueling days of constant practice of magicka. Now i am ready to hunt down the aldmeri dominion, and show no mercy for them.

Major skills- conjuration, illusion, destruction
Minor skills-alteration, heavy armor, restoration, enchanting

Well I started a new character randomly. I wanted to make a 'nobility' character that wore heavy plate armor, fought with one sword and no shield, and rode a horse. They would like all things scholarly, and maybe do some conjuration. They would use a crossbow for ranged attacks. No sneaking.

This was doomed from the start.

This is Olivia. She is hardly nobility, she sells all the books that she bothers to pick up, she hates the iron armor she's wearing, and you can see her bow quiver over her shoulder. The only thing that has gone right is the sword, but she's dying to get her free hand on something else... maybe some magic, maybe a shield.

I don't know if I'm going to continue her or not. She plays a lot like Aravi does. Maybe I'll just set her aside.

She's pretty! In a "Man, dirt is awesome" kind of way

Yeah, definitely NOT nobility. I see her more of someone that goes into town once a month, and that's to get more arrows or something.

I don't know why, but that just really made me laugh. Just like...insane, exhausted laughter.

I'm going to bed, lol

I agree. It's weird but I love that sort of 'dirty' look she has, like a peasant.

King Coin don't give up on her. I understand what you are going thru, having been with Aravi for so long. Try to think of things (maybe) that Aravi hasn't done yet, and see if Olivia would want to try those. Off the top of my head, I can already see her farming. She's got that peasant look, as if she's been working the fields. I see her being interested in making some quick septims farming all around Whiterun, and chopping wood, perhaps.

I would do this for awhile. seriously. Even if it seems dull. As you're farming with her, you'll think of something new. And I am assuming Aravi has never been been a farmer for some reason; if she has, just ignore these words.

I feel your pain. Jensa was supposed to be a mystic archer, if you can believe it. Still, I think it’s a good thing when characters are strong (vivid and possibly more developed in your mind than you realize) enough to go against what you might have decided for them. Has Olivia picked up a shield? Block is possibly my favorite perk tree, and it’s very different from Aravi’s dual-wielding.

Maybe flames with a shield? She looks like she could be a battlemage. Meaning of course that she looks perfectly awesome.

I tried to make a character as a vampire instead of a werewolf.

I couldn't take it! I joined the companions and became a werewolf, and I dont want to cure it to become a vampire again!

And it's horrible, because



I have a strange obsession with unlocking all of the achievements on my elder scrolls and fallout games, so If I don't unlock that achievement, in about 80 years I'll be turning in my grave!

I'm both pleased and displeased that she's broken every idea I wanted to try. You are right, Aravi's never farmed, at least in Skyrim. Aravi won't chop wood, mine, or farm. I'll perhaps try seeing where she goes, though I still consider her secondary to Aravi.


The original plan was to have the character block with their sword, but she doesn't want to do that. Fire could be a possibility, she kind of does have a 'burnt' look to her.

That's why I have four characters, hehe. Two vampires, two werewolves. Two female, two male.

Here's the thing. Farming and mining and chopping wood is dirty, sweaty work, and not all characters (as well as people here on Earth) are wanting to do this sort of work. Back in the Middle Ages/Medieval times, a very large percentage of the population was rural and hard-working. But then you have the nobility, who were the minority, and I imagine they rarely did the harsher work. They had this huge population of serfs or slaves to get it done for them.

Aravi may not be a noble in the Earth sense, but she strikes me as being sort of a superstar. Very dynamic. She can make money adventuring, why bother digging up ripe vegetables?

.... And several of my characters are also like Aravi in the sense that they don't see any reason to do harsher work, not when they can make even better money traveling about. But I'll give you a hint: I don't know about farming, but chopping wood in Skyrim pays a ridiculous amount of money, in comparison to Earth, and I imagine if you hit all the farms in a particular area, your new character might wind up with some good starter money, too.

See....this is what happens. Now I wanna make a peasant!

You are kind of right there. Aravi can make money off of what she finds on her quests and adventures. She also used to do a lot of peasant work years in her past for no pay, barely adequate living space, and harsh treatment. It's her thing now to never do any of that again.

I don't know if this person strikes me as a farmer, but she definitely isn't against doing those other tasks, like mining and chopping.

My newest charcter (the Ice Witch) is unlike any other I've created so far. She's taken over Anise's cabin, and the feel of her game is very laid-back and calming. Very unlike Haaf-Mersey with his constant roaming around. Mycharonna went on an ingredient-hunting walk today and wound up roasting some slaughterfish! ..which is something none of my others have done so far... this might sound boring, to not be doing any quests and to just kinda be moseying around, but I'm surprisingly hooked into her world! "Immersed" is the word that's often (over)used.

But this is what I mean. you approach the game a different way, and you might be surprised at what comes up.