Speaking of punching power, I'm having a rather serious issue, given the roleplay of this.
Brawls are totally broken in my games right now. You saw what happened to that Valla chick right? Well some mod I'm using is screwing the brawl quest and making it so you can NEVER win a brawl. All their health depletes, they get back up, and then they ignore me.
I looked around and some other person had this issue, but they fixed it by removing a mod I don't have, so could someone investigate this for the sake of Thyrulda being able to live up to her face-punching cred? I would do it myself but I would rather not COMPLETELY break this save, as that would kinda ruin the LP
Anyway, update time!
Wooo!....Yay!...Yahoo!
After a short journey that was nearly interrupted by mountain lions, I arrive at the Riften Stables, where I leave my steed ((Anyone have horse name ideas?))
in the hands of the staff and proceed into the city properYou are the dumbest extortionist ever
Where the guards immediately show the inherit corruption of the lesser races.
Not only that, but cowardice too, the moment I called them on what their "tax" really was they gave up.
That would never happen in the Aldmeri Dominion I assure you! Of course shakedowns would never happen their either, as proper mer are above such petty influences.Speaking of petty influences...
After entering the city I am IMMEDIATELY interrupted by a man who seems to derive his entire existence from being a annoyance to travelers.
I ignore the ape, wishing nothing more then to simply punch the fools wagging tongue down his throat.
I go to the tavern to purchase a room and am set upon ONCE AGAIN by these filthy annoying dung slingers!The Thieves Guild has a extortion racket going. Either join them or they ANNOY YOU TO DEATH WITH THEIR RECRUITING ATTEMPTS.
I stood shocked, aghast and appalled by this inane breach of etiquette. HOW MUCH INBREEDING HAVE YOU IGNORANT MONKEY NORDS GONE THROUGH TO JUST INTERRUPT YOUR BETTERS WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT??
Well, in any case that shut him up, as well as most of the tavern. So, peace achieved, I finally sauntered over to the innkeeper (a dirty lizard, ew) and bought up their supply of soups and stews, as well as rented a room.Even in Skyrim, one can order Chinese
I then proceeded to my room for the night, which to my horror was nothing more then a filthy cot with straw and furs draped over it. Ugh, these disgusting creatures have no clue how to provide true services.
But as I was simply exhausted I fell to sleep, even in such atrocious conditions.
After I awoke, I once more discovered how terrible the conditions were in this shantytown as I partook of the fish soup, seeing as it cures diseases. Those insolent lizards had no bowls or spoons!! Thus I was in the unfortunate position of drinking the soup out of a flagon that I avoid investigating too closely for fear of retching.I'm betting it was just because she yelled. There are noise ordnances you know!
So after my harrowing stay in "The Bee and Barb" and witnessing a crazed priest proclaiming all the worlds ills to be the fault of ale, I decide that I need to sell my excess gear and get the hell out of this wretched place. I find the only(!) elven merchant in the city, and I am being QUITE generous with that description, as he is a mere Dunmer and worse, he was raised by lizards!
Divines know what they consider a proper environment to raise a child.Only if by goods you mean slaves, otherwise I'm fine.
After discovering his lack of any decent "goods from Morrowind" I then shop around a bit. They may not be mer, but at least they have decent things to sell me, specifically, a new backpack and a spell tome containing a basic healing spell.All the gear you need to not freeze to death in one place!
Finding a deficit of funds, I then follow rumors of a "Ratway" that exists under the city populated by even more wretched creatures then those above. I would almost consider it a public service to kill such beasts, but they also must have SOMETHING saleable, so my course is setLookit all that In Character justification for grabbing a single magic item!
As predicted, the den is even more filthy then the streets above, and the inhabitants are ugly horrid men that are immediately hostile to anyone but themselves, not that a proper mer needs a reason to end their plague anyway.
As I continue through, looting any decent weaponry I can find from their broken bodies I find a particularly interesting pair of gauntlets on one "Gian the Fist"Gian the Fist, making the last appearance of that sword count
As promised, The Gloves of Finally Getting Back to Punching Things
I immediately try them on upon realizing they are enchanted and discover that my knuckles feel harder and the muscles of my arms feel stronger.
I think I can full on punch people to death properly now.
I decide to test that theory on a particular lowlife Khajiit that I find down here, and when I do I find a most peculiar shield on him, I don't recognize the crest. I wonder what it could mean?Our first confirmation that OBIS is working correctly
And that's our stopping point because TIRED.
EDIT: I lied, MOAR UPDOOT!
After getting out of that horrible place I sell off the loot, keeping the enchanted gauntlets though, and make my way out of the OTHER horrible place, which is to say, Riften.
Outside the city gates however, are a bunch of cats selling their no doubt stolen wares. I browse their inventory, but find nothing worthy of a upstanding Altmer woman such as myself.KITTIES!
Once more unburdened by the stench of Nords and Khajiit, I set off for Shor's Stone again, seeking to clear out their spider problem (and their "too much ore for dirty monkeys" problem) but on the way there, I accidently gain the ire of a large group of bandits. I make a mad dash for the hamlet and its guards, then pull out the bow I keep handy and prepare for the assault.
My arrow finds purchase in one of their skulls and then the guards clash with the scum, however the monkey that promised me payment for the mine was also fighting them, so I put the bow away and crushed some heads.SNAAAAAP
After that unpleasantness is over, I gather the bandits' gear and sell it all off to the man who promised my payment, as he seems to be a blacksmith.
I also buy some quality steel armor and boots from him, replacing the iron that had covered me before.
I don't put it on until I'm in the cave however, as those baboons certainly don't deserve the sight of an uncovered mer.Into the redbelly of the beasts
In the mine proper, after putting my new armor on I find the spiders in question and swiftly beat the lot to death.
They fall quite quickly and I take their venom before going to strip all the ore out of this mine.
Which is when I discover that the ore in question is EBONY. Quite fortunate, this will be very useful later.IMA PUNCH YO THORAX BIATCH!
Coming out of the mine victorious, I see to the blacksmith to obtain my reward. A paltry sum, but the ore I acquired will certainly make up for their insolence.
His Orsimer companion informs me that I will now be allowed into the Orcish Strongholds, which is precisely where I will head if I ever feel the pressing need to vomit up the last week of meals.