WARNING: ELDER SCROLLS V: SKYRIM SPOILERS
First steps: Friends and Enemies
My name is Atreyu. A Breton and proud. I found myself hauled off to execution in Skyrim not really sure why. Then all of a sudden I’m attacked by a Dragon, told that I’m the Dragonborn and what not and now I’m being relied upon by the entire population of the country to do everything from slaughtering the invading Dragons to mining ore in caves.
I took a camera.
After delivering a message to the Jarl of Whiterun that dragons were attacking and helping a squad of soldiers defeat one of them, I was showered with praise and presents including a personal servant (or housecarl as she likes to be called).
Here is Lydia the Housecarl with a wolf with it’s head stuck in the ground.
Lydia and I went on a number of quests, defeated a few dragons and helped many people finally earning enough coin to afford a house in Whiterun. I left Lydia there to take care of it and went on with Faendal, a Bosmer archer I met in Riverwood and helped to win the heart of his lover Camilla Valerius. Faendal was able to teach me how to improve my archery skills.
I was informed of a College for Magic in Winterhold in the north. I figured it would be a good idea to go along and get some training seeing as I had spent a good 40% of my adventure so far holding my arm in the air and pouring healing magic over myself.
The course was very involved and required a lot of travelling, work and exploring dangerous dungeons. Faendal helped me collect a lot of Dwemer artifacts while searching for the Staff of Magnus.
On our travels Faendal and I went to Windhelm where we met a young boy, Aventus Aretino, who wanted revenge against his cruel headmistress (ironically named Grelod the Kind) at the orphanage in Riften. We went to investigate his reasons and discovered she was indeed beating and torturing the children in her care.
Here we are standing over her corpse.
Constance Michel (above) took over as headmistress and the children were much happier.
While at the College, I befriended a self confident Khajit cat man called J’zargo. I said my farewells to Faendal, who had taught me all he knew. Also he had been irritating me by being uncooperative when we broke into the Black Briars home. I continued my adventures with my new companion.
J’zargo next to a mammoth that has somehow frozen into a mountainside. We took it’s snout and one of the arrows from it’s behind.
J’zargo with his first dragon kill.
J’zargo and fellow Khajit M’aiq the Liar just outside Labyrinthian.
An invasion of magical anomolies hit Winterhold. By my side J’zargo and some teachers from the college fought well but there were two unfortunate casualties. One was Ranmir, a man I had agreed to help find his estranged love. The other was his sister Birna. A tragic loss to an already slim populated town.
On our travels we found an odd man attempting to resurrect a wolf but failing miserably. I showed him how it was done. The man continued trying to resurrect the resulting pile of ash.
J’zargo having a swim outside Windhelm.
A mysterious message delivered by a courier to me in Windhelm.
Click here for Part 2 ‘Murder, Marriage and Madness’.
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