Your memorable nonquest/nonscripted stories

[Crainy]

Ok, I wont get into any detail with my rp related stories and encounters, seeing how im not in the mood to write a "long" text, however, heres something:

 

With my first character, early on on a pretty low level, I was, obviously, attacked by a freaking dragon. And a strong one at that and I was basically unable to defeat him, but I managed to, somehow, leaving me with about 1 hp alive. I looted the dragon, he had some awesome loot, I was stunned. Then, I walk two inches and a mudcrab suddenly charges at me. I see it, want to draw my sword - but im not fast enough. The mudcrab 1 hits me. And I didnt save the game.

 

I was truly angry at that mudcrab.

[SoulofChrysamere]

I have several stories like this to tell.

 

 

STORY #1

 

I was tailing one of the generic wandering mercenaries on the roads to wherever the troubled area she was to investigate was located. En route, I decide to pause for a second to grab some alchemy ingredients right before a bridge while she continues across. I spent maybe about two seconds grabbing the flowers and when I look back up, she's hauling cerebellum back across the bridge and runs right past me. I whip out my axe and fire spell, ready to face whatever horror has scared her yellow. I come around the rock I was partially behind and lo and behold...a mudcrab, one of the tiny ones, is ambling across the bridge in it's combat stance. I spent a good few seconds chuckling before chopping it with my axe.

 

 

 

STORY #2

 

I usually like to completely clear out any Forsworn nests when I'm sent on a mission inside one. This particular outing featured me going to retrieve Hrolfdir's shield from the pair of Hagravens up at Lost Valley Redoubt. For those who don't know what Hrolfdir's shield is, it's the target of the second part of a two-quest epic in order to gain the right to purchase property in Markarth from Igmund, the city's Jarl. Hrolfdir was Igmund's father, and some Forsworn killed him during a negotiation years ago. They brought his shield to their masters, the hagravens.

 

Now, I had already gone through one mega-ruin during the first half of the journey when I clove my way through the huge Forsworn tribe at the combination stronghold of Deepwood Redoubt and Hag's End. I didn't have to go through Hag's End as the targeted Briarheart was in Deepwood Vale right before it, but as I said above, I like to finish an extermination when I start one. Lost Valley Redoubt's pretty small by comparison, but it's still a merry fight since there's tons of Forsworn between you and the pair of hagravens at the summit...assuming you take the front door. I, not wishing to get softened up by the Forsworn before meeting the Hagravens, opted instead to simply climb the mountainside to the right of the ruin and bypass the Forsworn encampment entirely.

 

Upon reaching the summit, I waited until nightfall, where I then employed my usual tactic of stealth-shooting the hagravens with my bow and then retreating a generous distance away from them to give them time to lose interest in whoever shot them. In time, I offed both of them before I burned through the remainder of the Forsworn arrows I had foraged from my earlier outing at Deepwood. I tend to never pay for arrows and always go from least powerful to most powerful during archery, and the Forsworn arrows are about as weak as the vanilla arrows get. Anyway, I then retrieved Hrolfdir's shield from the chest inside their little summit shrine where they were in the process of creating a new Forsworn Briarheart. I also picked up the dragon shout word from the word wall there before hightailing it away.

 

Now that I had dispatched the two biggest baddies at the ruin without using up any major resources, I was ready to lay waste to the rest of the Forsworn camp in reverse as I went back down the mountain. I dropped onto a low roof on the first area that I didn't think had any paths up to it and proceeded to get the first shot off on a Forsworn. He was a Looter though, which is a tough breed. However, after shooting him, I suddenly see a second red dot appear to the far right of my heads-up-display.

 

Here's where the "fun" began. I suddenly see a Briarheart coming up the right side of a hill I hadn't seen right onto the roof where I was. I hurriedly took an invisibility potion I had been saving for a rainy day, and got ready to wait it out and then find a new sniping nest. However, there was apparently a second path up to the roof from the left side, because as I was slowly backing away from the Briarheart, I backed right into the Forsworn I had shot a few seconds ago. Now, when you make physical contact with any creature or person, you are automatically detected regardless of your Sneak skill's level or whether or not you've got any chameleon or invisibility effects active. So, I stood up and took a "hail Mary" leap off of the roof down to the ground below, losing about a third of my health. I chugged a few strong Restore Health potions before beelining down the rest of the mountain, straight through the rest Forsworn camp with everybody and their brother hurling every death threat in the book at me. My stamina bar gave out just as I cleared the entrance arch, but I eventually lost them on the other side of a lake just in front of the ruin.

 

I decided not to try my luck any further and left them alone, planning to come back another time and finish the job.

 

 

 

STORY #3

 

This one is fresh from yesterday. I was playing with my newest character, the latest in a long line of Aldmeri mages, and I decided to pay a visit to Halted Stream Camp, the camp just northwest of Whiterun whose mine is chock full of iron ore and mammoth tusks, and that contains the coveted "Transmute Mineral Ore" spellbook.

 

As I approached under the cover of night, I noticed that there was already a ruckus brewing just outside the camp's walls. A conjurer had apparently chanced upon the bandit gang there and was now fighting with them. In about a minute's time, she whomped all four of the bandits there. After killing the conjurer in a rather comical fight, I looted the bandits' bodies. She had walloped two archers, a mage, and a "hulk smash" battleaxe-wielding one alongside her trusty summoned Flame Atronach.

 

After taking a moment to reflect on the humor of the whole affair, I proceeded to rout the remaining bandits inside the mine.

 

 

 

STORY #4

 

Not sure how many people have done this quest, but there's one fort up around Riften that used to belong to this fellow named Stalleo, who I found camped outside its walls with his two bodyguards. After talking with him and agreeing to help him retake the place, I set about my business. My job was to take the secret back way into the fortress via an old escape tunnel, wind my way all the way through to the front door, and pull the lever that controlled the courtyard's gate.

 

After entering the tunnel, I switched to third person view for a second and use its broader camera scope to see around the corner a little ways down without exposing myself. I saw three bandits at the top of a small ramp. I started to use my usual tactic of stealth-shooting them and then retreating in order to lose them. However, I messed up one shot and it hit the edge of the wall instead of the bandit.

 

I pick up the arrow and then suddenly.......out of nowhere.......the toughest of the three bandits, a Thug, hoofs it down the ramp, walks right up to me without detecting me or alerting her friends, congratulates me on finding a "free" arrow, and then walks back up the ramp like the whole thing never even happened. I just stared at the screen for a few seconds...and then I burst into laughter.

Edited July 22, 2012 by SoulofChrysamere

[SoulofChrysamere]

Okay, two more to add.

 

 

 

STORY #5

 

In my newest game, I had just laid waste to a bandit gang and sloughed off their armors and weapons onto Mrs. Adrianne Avenicci in Whiterun for a handsome payout. Then, I went into the other main shops (Belethor's General Goods and Arcadia's Cauldron) to sell the rest of my loot. After finishing, I was ready for another round of romping in the wilds of Skyrim.

 

However, on my way back out of Whiterun, I saw Adrianne dead in the street right across from Breezehome, the local purchasable player home. One of the weirdest moments I've ever had in Skyrim.

 

 

 

 

STORY #6

 

So I was feeling brave earlier tonight and decided to pick a fight with a wandering giant and his two mammoths. I ended up managing to separate one of the mammoths and killing it, but my first tussle was with the giant himself. Shortly before beginning the fight, I noticed that they were near a hunters' den who's occupants had been butchered by a sabertooth tiger. I elected to try and bag two birds with one stone and lured the giant over to said hunters' den.

 

I ran up on the roof to attract the tiger's attention and it soon ran out and started attacking the giant. The giant, who up until right then was focused on sending me flying with his club, wheeled around and gave the kitty cat a very aesthetic one-two punch with a big stomp and then a golf swing from his club. I then proceeded to chip away a bit of the giant's health with my fire magic before fighting the aforementioned mammoth.

[Relativelybest]

Once when I was fighting a dragon in Riverwood, I heard a guard shout: "I'll crush you like a bug!"

 

...You go, random Whiterun town guard. Live the dream!

 

Another time we fought a dragon in Riverwood, the darn thing refused to land on the ground - it just kept perching on rooftops, so all we could do was shoot it with arrows. It finally died sitting on the town gate, and the skeleton ended up hanging squarly over the entrance as if they had mounted it there as a trophy:

 

http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/6963/riverwooddragon.th.jpg

[LukiLastlaugh]

Ah, a thread after my own heart :)

 

This happened to me the other day.

 

On a quest to remove a dangerous animal from a house in Shor's Stone (seriously, how do they get in there...?!) I met Sylgja, who my character took an instant liking to. I cleared the spiders out of her local mine, then took some letters to her parents and back. I started toying with the idea of having my character marry this lass. The next couple of times I was adventuring in the area, I dropped by to say hi.

 

Then, one day as I was passing Shor's Stone, Sylgja wasn't by the smelter. "She's probably in the mine," I thought, and headed in there... To a scene of horror. The spiders were back, much bigger this time, and they were attacking the miners, who fought back with admirable (though foolhardy) bravery. I grabbed my bow and started to snipe the foul beasts, and as the miners fell one by one, I thought "Where is she? Where is she?" Then I saw her, running across the mine to take on the last surviving spider, which I had nearly killed, but which had ducked out of my line of sight just before I could administer the final arrow. I jumped off the bridge down to the path below and shot the beast... Just too late to save her from its killing blow. Now everything in the mine was dead but for me.

 

Slightly numbed, I stood over her body for a few seconds, actually grieving. Grieving for a little AI script in a frivolous video game. Then I thought "Wow. This game made me feel this." and stood there for a few more seconds marvelling at that.

 

Then I looted her corpse. It's Skyrim, after all.

[LukiLastlaugh]

That dragon on the gate is quality :) Dragonsreach, eat your heart out!

[LukiLastlaugh]

I have another Skyrim story, though this one isn't quite as heartrending.

 

The first time I met a Dragon Priest was Volsung, when my sorceress was about level 13.

It was very much a case of climb mountain, see word wall, smirk about skipping dungeon... get nasty surprise.

 

Luckily, I had Barbas the Daedric Wonder Dog with me. Between him and the mighty Berserker Rage, we took that mother down :laugh:

[LukiLastlaugh]

Here's another. I would have posted these all at once, but I didn't think of them all at once.

 

A dragon attacks while I'm in Windhelm for the first time; right during the opening script of the two racist thugs menacing the dark elf lady. The first I know of the dragon is when she breaks off the conversation by pulling out a bow, yelling a battle cry, and running off to the side. The two thugs just stood there dumbly, and were still stood there even after the whole event.

 

So this dragon proves to be a PITA to take down, because there's nowhere in Windhelm for it to land except the courtyard of the palace. After a lot of perching on rooftops it eventually does land there, when it's nearly dead already. Myself and a nearby guard finish it off, and it dies right by the body of a stable-hand which it had managed to kill just previously.

 

As I'm slurping the soul from its mighty bones, the guard who helped my administer the last few blows to the dragon kneels down by the corpse of the stable-hand and says "What happened here...?"

 

...Duh. :laugh:

 

The stable-hand had some surprisingly good loot on her too.

[Relativelybest]

I was doing the No One Escapes Cidhna Mine Quest, and Madanach told me to kill Grisvar the Unlucky. I had pretty much concluded that Madanach was kind of a jerk and wasn't really planning on joining him, but I decided to at least talk to Grisvar to see what would happen.

 

Me: Hey, Grisvar. Madanach says hi.

Grisvar: What!? No! I won't let you kill me!

Me: Um, I wasn't actually planning on...

 

But then Grisvar pulled two shivs on me. He couldn't actually hurt me, so I dodged a couple of wild swings without fighting back, kinda going "Hey man, calm down and listen to me."

 

At that point Odvan, who had been mining right next to us, decided to interfer and instantly auto-stabbed poor Grisvar to death.

 

Me: Thanks. I guess?

Odvan: I'm innocent! I wasn't anywhere near that murder weapon!

Me: Of course you weren't, Odvan. Of course you weren't.

Edited July 25, 2012 by Relativelybest

[CaptainRC]

Story #1:

 

I was on my way to Riften to find Esbern, when I past a guard who saw my one handed sword and shield commented that I was just like him and didn't prefer those "unwieldy two handed weapons". I turned to him and I noticed that he was equipped with a two handed steel battleaxe. Apparently guards don't know their weapons very well.

 

Story #2:

 

On my way to Solitude, I come across a Vigilant of Stendarr walking along the road. I'm a friendly guy, so I chat her up to learn more about the Vigilants. As we're conversating, a mudcrab approaches and attacks the Vigilant. In one swipe of its claw, it brings the Vigilant to her knees. So I kill the mudcrab, then... being the helpful guy that I am... whip out my Healing Hands spell and heal the Vigilant back to full health.

 

Then she attacks me for it and I'm forced to kill her in self defense. That's when I decided that The Vigilants of Stendarr are not really so much defenders as more like a bunch of maniacs.

 

Story #3:

 

I had finished becoming the Arch-Mage of the College of Winterhold. I was going to the roof of the College to earn the ultimate Conjuration spell by summoning an unbound daedra and forcing him to submit. But as I was about to cast the spell in the arranged place, I'm suddenly blasted by frost breath. No combat music, no warning. A dragon just appeared out of nowhere and just started shouting away. For big flying lizards, they sure can be sneaky when they want to be.

Edited July 25, 2012 by CaptainRC