Escape (Part 2) – Ephemerality

I’ve accumulated some more photos, thanks to Bethesda’s ongoing pandering to my sense of humor. In the wake of Fallout 4, I’ve picked up Skyrim again. After all, I had grown weary of shooting rabid wildlife and disagreeable people, so I transitioned back to stabbing and chopping rabid wildlife and disagreeable people. Variety.

Here are some photos of both:

Someone very lonely was anthropomorphizing

An amusing in-game “don’t drink and drive” PSA

Why did someone die on this desolate rock, clutching a flag?…also, I’m not sure why Aela is wearing that while we explore icebergs…she’s an usual NPC for an in-game wife…who accompanies me everywhere to kill things…I like the woad though…did I mention she’s a werewolf?…who also turned me into a werewolf?…it’s a complicated relationship

This was a simple joy–by chance I shot him through each nostril

–Simon

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