So, I’m minding my own business. Shadowmere and I are in the middle of nowhere, on our way to Mor Khazgur. I hear a dragon in the sky somewhere. I’m like WHATEVER I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR YOU, RIDE ON SHADOWMERE MY TRUSTY STEED. Next thing I know. The fucking giant dragon FALLS out of the sky on top of me and Shadowmere, the impact punts us into space, we land on top of a fucking mountain, Shadowmere dies, I ragdoll into gods know where, and I die. Wut.
It didn’t land to attack us. It just fucking fell out of the sky like it was dead. I am so confused. 

So, I got Vigiliance (the dog) from Markarth a while ago and we’ve had a jolly good time. But as I feel just fucking awful on the verge of death, I can’t deal with his barking. So, I thought I’d dismiss him and just go back and pick him up when my head feels better later. But, oh my gods. He whimpered at me and gave me that face, turned around and started slowly walking back to Markarth. I can’t let him walk all the way back to Markarth by himself in the middle of the night, right…? What if a bear tries to eat him?! So. I fucking RP-walked all the way back to Markarth with him from that fucking orc emcampment. 

And then earlier when I was busting Forsworn ass, I got thrown in the mines for jail time. And I was like I’M GOING TO GO TELL THE FORSWORN KING (MADANACH OR WHATEVER) HE’S A JERK. And he was like O U THINK WE’RE BAD, U NORD GUIZE R BAD, GO TALK TO BRAIG HE’S BEEN HERE LONGER THAN ANY OF US. So, I did. Braig made me fucking cry. He said he was accused of being involved with the Forsworn. So, his little girl went to the Jarl to plead for them not to take him and to take her instead. AND THEY KILLED HER INFRONT OF HIM AND PUT HIM IN THE MINES FOREVER ANYWAY. NOOOOOOOOOOOOHUHUHUUUU