And leeks. You can never have too many leeks.
Oh, hello random farm worker lady. Here is your dead brothers bow that you sent me 20 feet away for. You must love me for completing this errand for you. Let me put on my amulet of Mara so that we may get married tomorrow.
Or my favorite. “There is no way he can be defeated! He is too strong! He eats the ears of warriors for break—” “Yeah here’s his sword. I beat him like 15 million years ago, back when I was still using iron. Pffft. Iron.”
How about, “You don’t look so tough, puny outsider.”
“Really? I’m dressed head-to-toe in Daedric. I also have a companion dressed fully in Daedric. Piss me off and I’ll summon two Dremora Lords to fight with me. Then we will all sit and enjoy some tea while my thunder storm zaps your entire army into Oblivion.”
Unless you kill a chicken that is, that makes you enemy number one…
This was the first thing I did after the cave. It was the middle of the night too and I got a bounty! I was like ‘Who saw me!? Was it you, chicken? I’ll kill you too!’
I bet Paarthurnax is always trying to sneak Cheese Whiz onto the list of supplies for Klimmek to haul up the mountain to the Greybeards.
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