Archive for the ‘The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion’ Category

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Mini Post: Sticky Fingers

December 31, 2013

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Since my Dovahkiin challenge is going terribly, I’ll reminisce about my time in the previous installment.

Making money is hard in Oblivion.

Maybe it’s because you constantly need to buy things (unlike Skyrim, which when you get to a certain point, you don’t really need to spend any dough because you basically have everything you need).

Because I’m impatient and really want a horse/house/cool armor as soon as I start the game, I resort to stealing petty things, like potions and books.

…Then I realized I needed to start the Thieves’ Guild quest first. Damn it.

I actually found that joining the other guilds let you have free access to silverware, so I’d steal a vase here and there, some goblets then run down the street just so I could sell them off for maybe 2 or 3 septims each.

After I ran out of silverware, it was back to the Thieves’ quest. Once I got a fence to sell to, I decided some heists would help out. The jewelry shop in Imperial City was a favourite hot spot of mine–break in in the dead of night, open all the cases I could (before I ran out of lockpicks…’cause damn, in Oblivion they’re way harder to find than in Skyrim!), and just basically steal all that gold and shit. Hell yeah.

Red Diamond Jewelry (Image Credit: UESP Wiki)

Red Diamond Jewelry (Image Credit: UESP Wiki)

But the jewelry store took awhile to restock so I had to find other places to rob.

One night, I realized maybe being a robber wasn’t my forte.

I had broken into this store (also in Imperial City, I think it was the weapons shop if I recall properly). I had successfully looted all the axes and bows I could carry, but the value just didn’t seem like it was enough.

I decided to check up stairs. Maybe they had a safe in their bedroom?

My greedy little fingers worked the lock with much difficulty. Pick after pick broke. Finally, when I was about to give up I tapped the last pin into place and–

The door opened.

I reminded myself to go in and out as quickly as possible. I took off my shoes to be more sneaky, and entered.

“Bark bark!”

Oh fuck.

Of course I’m not that smart so I tried a invisibility spell and hide in the corner but it was a bit too late to that. The owner of the shop ran outside and the next thing I know I got a guard in front of me calling me criminal scum while a dog tries to hump my leg. True story.

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Foiled by a dog. Goddamn it.

Guess it’s back to silver utensils…

(Sorry this post is so shit–Happy New Year~!!)

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Mini Post: Where the Hell Are You Going?!

February 28, 2013

So it’s not much of a secret I haven’t been playing much Skyrim lately, or Oblivion for that matter, so I’ve been a bit dry on updates here.

Well, I got one.

It’s not a big one but it’s a post.

I recently picked up Oblivion again for a bit, hoping to familiarize myself with the controls so I could start seriously playing again. I found myself in the arcane tower in Imperial City, having no idea what quest I was on and why I was there.

Basically, I ended up leaving the city, grabbed my horse and road off to the south. What was supposed to be a scenic adventure didn’t last long.

I was first ambushed by a spriggan. Fine, kill that. Then immediately afterward I got punched in the face by a frost atronach, conjured by some asshole hobo wizard. I awkwardly whipped out my sword, hit him half a million times (my demon horse did all the work of course), and cried triumphantly as I killed him, got some frost salts and waited for my health to slowly regenerate from my state of near-death.

Phew. I am such a tough ass warrior chick. Kicking ass.

“Oh, there you are! It’s time to go into the Imperial Castle! Follow me!”

What?

I turn around it’s a redguard that I don’t even remember holding a torch and beckoning me to follow. What quest is he from?!

“Who the hell are you again?!” I asked by he ignored me obviously, again beckoned me to follow and set off along his merry way back to where I just came from.

Alright. Guess I’m going this way.

I ran up to him to catch up (it was like three steps, really) and followed him.

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…He walks about 10 steps a minute.

What the fuck.

Getting impatient, I jump on my horse and ride ahead slightly, thinking it might be like Skyrim and the NPCs will just catch up to you. I mean, I’m going the right direction anyway, I didn’t get very fair from Imperial City, so it’s not like I didn’t know the way back.

About a minute into riding, I turn around and wait for him to catch up.

He never showed up.

I began riding back and he’s FUCKING STANDING WHERE I LEFT HIM MOTIONING ME TO FOLLOW. I go behind him and suddenly he starts walking again.

It was then I realized I had to stay RIGHT BEHIND HIM THE WHOLE DAMN WAY BACK.

Great.

So, basically what I did is set the auto-walk on Oblivion, and loosely held the mouse in place as I ate some cookies.

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DON’T YOU FUCKING BECKON ME, ASSHOLE!

IT TOOK 20 MINUTES TO GET BACK TO THE CITY.

So, we get in the city and guess what?

We’re still walking as slow as dicks.

Goddamn.

“C’mon, this way!”

Holy shit.

To be honest I don’t even know where we ended up. I eventually got bored wasting my one hour of gaming time waiting for this ass to get lost and troll me stupid.

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THE EVENTS OF SKYRIM WILL HAPPEN BEFORE WE GET THERE.

Honestly riding with Martin and his lackey took much less time. At least it was interesting.

In Skyrim they don’t really have this issue, you can leave the NPC behind, get to the destination before them and they’ll haul ass just to catch up to you.

Unless you’re Irileth, Jarl Balgruuf’s housecarl, who tends to run off in a completely different direction than the tower you’re supposed to be killing your first dragon at, the five guards all behind her blindly following before turning a 180 and running back in the right direction. I mean, WTF?

And seriously, what IS up with people in Skyrim saying half a sentence before exciting or entering a building and leaving you hanging?

“Not many visitors here in Riv–” (disappears through door)

Funny though. At least they don’t waste any time.

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OH HEY, LOOK AT THIS…

January 30, 2013

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HOORAY! 😀

One year, wow. 500+ hours in Skyrim (which is my guess), 200 in Oblivion. That’s almost a whole month spent playing Elder Scrolls games!

Since then I’ve made over 40 posts detailing my adventures in Skyrim.

My favourites:

The Top 10 Most Annoying Enemies of Skyrim

I Finished The Game! (end of the main quest)

Dovah Frunt, Kotin Strunmah (glitchy dragon fun)

Hail Sithis! (Dark Brotherhood questline overview)

Hearthfire (speculation on the DLC before it came out)

Here’s a question for you, what content would you like to see in the future? I plan to cover more Oblivion, finish the Thieves’ Guild and have my thoughts on the Elder Scrolls Online.

Thanks for sticking around with me and my semi-illiterate posts and ramblings. Here’s to 2013.

Swag.

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Fun With M’aiq – Part I

March 9, 2012

"M'aiq wishes he had a stick made out of fishies to give to you. Sadly, he does not." ...I want a fishy stick! 😦

Oh, Mai’q.

What an amazing, and rare, easter egg. He wanders Tamriel, and says the funniest things.

In Oblivion, I ran into him a few times, mostly near Leyawiin, for some reason. “Werewolves? Where? Wolves? Men that are wolves? Many wolves. Everywhere. Many men. That is enough for M’aiq.” And then he’d run off in impossible speeds. I tried chasing after him many a time, only to lose sight of him as he ran off into the hills. Perhaps a horse would keep up with him, but I’m not so sure about that…I guess his acrobatics skill is maxed…XD

In Skyrim, I’ve only ran into him twice. The first time, was during an attack by a mammoth, which is mentioned here in this post (or actually not….oops?…but it happened right after the incident with the Argonian and the dragon). I saved him, and in my glee I talked to him right away. I found him amusing then, and I would have stuck around with him for a little longer, if I didn’t have to worry about dragons and frost spiders.

The second time, happened only yesterday. With my newest character, Marabelle, a female Breton mage, I was on my way walking to Windhelm when I ran into him just before Mixwater Mill.

"M'aiq's father was also called M'aiq. As was M'aiq's father's father. At least, that's what his father said." Well, that explains some things...

(To be honest, when I saw him from behind, I thought he was some sort of priest or those Vigilant of Stendarr weirdos).

After running through his pretty funny lines (“Skyrim was once the land of many butterflies. Now, not so much.”), checking what he had in his inventory (predictably, bottles of Skooma). I decided to play around.

And I ran into him.

Several times, in fact.

By that, I mean, full on dash straight into him. I didn’t have FUS RO DAH! on this character yet, so this was the second best.

“What are you doing?”

Shove.

“Hey!”

Shove.

And then M’aiq fell off into the waterfall.

“Arrrgh!!”

He fell to the lower ledge.

“Whee!!” I jumped after him.

I landed beside him. Understandably, he was pissed.

Nudge, nudge.

Shove, shove.

“AAAAHHHHHGHHGHGHHHH!!!!” He screamed as he disappeared into the white foam of the raging falls.

“M’AIQQQQ!!!” I screamed after him, hoping I didn’t kill him.

I dived in after him, completely disregarding the last time I took a leap of faith down a waterfall and cracked my head open. After the initial roar of the water, and the water cleared, did I see him gently floating down the stream.

“Wheee!!” I thought. This was kind of nice.

After drifting slowly down the river a short ways, he washed up on shore. I followed him out the water, looking forward to whatever comment he had about his crazy cliff dive…I mean, push.

“M’aiq is done talking.”

Really? That’s it?

“M’aiq is done talking.”

I promptly shoved him back into the water and watched him get swept down the river, with a look of dismay on his face.

“M’aiq has heard it is dangerous to be your friend.”

Yeah…I guess that’s probably true. 😀

Til next time we meet, M’aiq!

"Dragons? Oh, they're everywhere! You must fly very high to see most of them, though. The ones nearer the ground are very hard to see, being invisible." Oh, how little did we know...Man, I need to play Morrowind some time...

Image Credits: UESP Wiki

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Hail Sithis!

March 1, 2012

“What is life’s greatest illusion?” …Uh, the one were you saw the lady in half? DOES ANYONE ELSE NOT LOVE THE DOOR’S DARK WHISPER-Y VOICE?

So, I just finished the Dark Brotherhood questline this week. It’s been pretty fun (and a bit annoying annoying at times), I’ve definitely learned a few tricks to be more “stealth-like” and how to carry out the perfect assassination.

…I’ve also learned how quickly shit can hit the fan.

The following contains spoilers for the entire Dark Brotherhood questline.

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A Crazy Little Thing Called Love

February 14, 2012

From the one quest in Oblivion I didn’t do…but I thought it was appropriate for this post.

Since it’s Valentine’s Day today, and I’m bored, I figure’d I’d talk a bit about love in some Bethesda games, and the interesting points about them. Yes, there is love there, not the love of killing, or stealing, no, I mean actual person-loves-another-person (or themselves) kind of love.

Minor Spoilers for Oblivion, Skyrim, Fallout 3, and Fallout: New Vegas.

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Thievery & You

February 11, 2012

Cheese, cheese, cheese. I love cheese. Cheese for me and none for you!

I’ll admit, I’m a bit of a button masher. I get impatient to get quests to move on quickly if I’m caught up in the middle of the action. Which, sometimes, equals accidental thievery.

For example, I’ll walk into a store, any store really, doesn’t matter if it’s Skyrim or Oblivion. The storekeeper greets me with a hello (or an insult, depending on who it is exactly), and asks what I’d like today. I run up to his table and press “A”.

Cup has been added to your inventory.

“GUARDS!! THIEF!!” He screams bloody murder.

Wait, what?!

You are over-encumbered.

“I’M SORRY!!” I scream, throwing the cup across the room and a few extra cheap items that I didn’t know I had or needed in hopes of forgiveness. “IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!”

“STOP RIGHT THERE, CRIMINAL SCUM!”

Fack.

And all the items I meant to steal get taken away from me as well. ALL BECAUSE I ACCIDENTALLY  GRABBED A CUP, WHICH, BY THE WAY, I GAVE BACK AS SOON AS I REALIZED.

Of course, that obviously isn’t good enough and you either pay the court a fine or rot in jail.

You know, shopkeepers, maybe it would be a lot more helpful IF YOU DIDN’T STACK ALL YOUR SHIT ON THE COUNTER IN FRONT OF YOU, SO I CAN ACTUALLY CLICK ON YOU AND NOT THAT SHIT ASS IRON DAGGER.

Also…I wasn’t aware it was customary for shop owners to leave their gold lying around everywhere. I mean, really?! And that’s like the EASIEST shit to take, because gold is gold and guards can’t tell the difference between your gold and your recently “acquired” gold.

(Also, is it safe if you store your stolen stash on your follower? Do they take it off of him/her as well when you get arrested…?)

So, yeah.

And I’m not just talking about The Elder Scrolls series either, this shit happens in other Bethesda games, too (does it happen in Morrowind also? I’ve never played it, help me out here!). Fallout 3 and New Vegas…

In the wasteland, you steal shit, you get your head blown off. That’s it, no questions asked. There are no guards, at least, none that I can remember in Fallout 3, except maybe Rivet City (had to look up the name, it’s been a long time since I’ve played, heh), and in New Vegas, on the strip…and even then, they just blow your head off. So either way, you end up with your brains splattered against the wall.

BUT…

When I do want to steal, I find the stores in Skyrim to be absolutely pathetic. I break in, and find there’s hardly anything really WORTH taking and bringing all the way back to Riften to sell to the fence. At least, in Whiterun it’s been like that…I’ll have to try other places later.

Oblivion was nice for stealing…well, the jewelry store was, anyway. 😀

Plus, it always helps having Detect Life when you’re a thief, so you know if someone’s coming and if you’re about to get busted or not. (Or, alternatively, in Skyrim, just do the ol’ “bucket on the head” thing. Usually works, unless they have a magic force field around there head that sends it flying…what? It did happen… Just make sure not to accidentlly take the bucket instead of carrying it.)

Also fuck those guard dogs in Imperial City.

Back to Skyrim…

I did break into that alchemy dealer in Whiterun a few days ago, and snuck around as a cat burglar, stealthy as can be, raided all the ingredients (making potions from stolen items doesn’t make the potion counted as stolen, yay!) and potions I could carry. And then, as I’m about to grab some ice wraith teeth and a potion of minor healing I hear…

“We sell all kinds of alchemy ingredients and agents!”

Spinning around as quick as I can, I scanned the floor for any movement. Nothing. Then I realized the crazy bitch was talking to herself on the second floor. So I continued to steal, all the while listening to her brag about her shop full of items.

Not anymore, sister, not anymore!

Also, sorry if I stole a goddamn cheese wheel, Ulfric. The sweetroll wasn’t considered stolen, so I thought the cheese was okay, too. I guess you just really like your cheese, huh? Regardless, I’m not paying a fine, nor going to jail, because I have about 40 other stolen cheese wheels (among other things), and I don’t want to put the effort to get them back from you guys. See ya!!

“Let me guess…someone stole your sweetroll.”

Nah, nope. I do the sweetrolling stealing around here, baby.

Delicious.

Image Credit: Unknown source.

By the way, I suck at pickpocketing. Stupid keys for stupid doors that need the stupid key. Stupid… (grumbles)

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