I begin as most do, entering Skyrim in a haze... When I come to, I find myself bound and surrounded by these Nords called "Storm Cloaks". Man, I hadn't even been here for a day and the Authorities got me profiled with some gang! (Ain't no justice B)
Fortunately, Big Liz be all about it and I'm free.
WunderNord wants to split to his aunties' and I'm like, whatever, G. I run across some street rapper and listen to his beats.
Tomorrow I'm gonna find a way to "get paid". PeaceRead more >