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I did reload...and the same thing happened the exact same way. So after that I decided to just let things flow naturally...and that the kids would have to learn someday how harsh life in Skyrim can be. Of course, seeing their nanny beheaded in the front yard was not what their mother had in mind.

Eh, Felina's kind of unhinged. I don't imagine it affected her too much.

Borgakh the Steel Heart. You helped me complete the Arthngthamz dungeon dive. Yet, upon the first exit of the main cavern when I was running out, you ran out as well but could not stop your own momentum...

Off the high trail you went. No, you were not lucky enough to simply splash into the large amounts of water at the bottom.

You hit a shallow cropping of rocks. I will lie to the other Orcs and tell them that you died in battle.

RIP Ulfric. Being blasted to ash by the Dragonborn will certainly make for a good song.

RIP Solitude merchants. Forgot Storm Call does not discriminate.

RIP everyone that dies at Helgen. I always feel bad when I see that gray-haired woman laying there, or that boy's father. . .

RIP chicken in Riverwood. I didn't mean for that cart to go flying, when I bumped into it, and run you over. Not to worry though, you'll make a nice meal.

R.I.P Taarie, I miss whenever I go to radiant raiment... Endarie's a [&@%!]

RIP Brill. Apparently the glitch where you die without an explanation during the battle for Whiterun happened, so now I can't buy Breezehome and this will likely never be patched on the xbox360. So I'm out of luck with my current character. Also, as a Companion I'll miss you.

RIP Aerin, killed by a master vampire in Riften. That's what you get for trying to impress Mjoll instead of letting Dohvakiin do the killing. To top it off, Mjoll just walked past your corpse and headed back into your house like nothing ever happened. What a waste.

RIP Ranmir. No those shiny glowing flying balls of light were not a glorious hallucinations from your drunken state. They were magic anomalies. Sorry.

RIP Nepos the Nose, Morven, Tynan and Uaile. Most of all Uaile. Stupid game made me kill you all when I was going to side with you all along. I have no idea how Sylvaine Emrys is going to explain to Uraccen that she had to kill his daughter .
RIP Eltrys. I wonder, if I'd had a chance to tell you what I found out, would you have sided with the Nord oppressors or with your own people? We'll never know...
RIP Grisvar. So the jarl decided you were too much of a problem? Well, yeah, I suppose even a Nord can be right at times.
And RIP Thonar Silver-Blood. Considering how you used the Forsworn as your puppets, Braig raising you as a zombie and making you fight for us was a radiant act of poetic justice.

I hate that quest as a Breton, Finn. Especially when I'm a Forsworn thanks to the mod.

It would make more sense for a Native to hate that quest than a Breton. Bretons probably hate Reachmen more than anyone. There's no love lost there.

Yeah, well, IIRC Forsworn Faction Pack actually offers a way to join the Forsworn without completing the quest, but I don't know how we're supposed to get Madanach out of jail in that case, so I didn't try it (besides, I just love it when we break out of Cidhna Mine and slaughter Thonar and his guards). Also, Sylvaine didn't start as a Forsworn (her mother was a Reachwoman but she grew up in High Rock) and only decided to throw in her lot with them when she came to Markarth and saw the conditions her people were forced to live under, so it's sort of remotely justifiable roleplaying-wise. Still, I made a point of not collecting the hilt notches for Nepos & company.

RIP Noble: You were on your high horse, so I killed you.
RIP Noble's bodyguard: You died doing your duty.
RIP Sven: You died protecting me from hired thugs, maybe you should have carried a weapon...
RIP Thonar Silver-Blood's wife: lol
RIP Dawnstar Guards: You died fighting the Ancient Dragon that was non hostile...
and RIP all the bandits: You were brutally killed in many ways by none other than me.

bretons by themselves were considered an abomination due to mixed elf/nedic bloodlines. And it took them centuries to clear that reputation. The forsworn represent all the things that they find repulsive and backwards. I think, somebody is probably prove me wrong on something.

RIP Savos Aren. I sure wish I could've seen you shoot out of the college like a cannonball and die on impact. Funny stuff.

Uh, no they weren't. The Aldmer made them on purpose, and many Nord and Nedes continued to breed with them.

On topic:RIP Arval. You die a different way every time.

I'm completely aware of that, but thanks, Pilaf. I use Breton because Reachmen are Bretons. Just like Ashlanders are still Dunmer. Just a nuance. A subculture.



Similar story for Mavena; she is actually full-blooded High Rock Breton (she has some Reach blood on her dad's side) but she joined more for the magical training, like many of the witches that train under the Hagraven matriarch in Hag's End. There are many ways to justify a witch, especially a Breton, falling into the ranks of faceless Forsworn.

I digress, though, this is a bit off topic.

Now that is interesting - Reachmen as the Shadow of the Breton nation, representing everything the 'civilized' Bretons suppressed in themselves? That's nice - embracing the Shadow is totally something Sylvaine would do. Thanks for the explanation.

The Reachmen cling stubbornly to what they call The Old Ways. There's more than a little Daedra worship thrown in there, as well as an Aedric pantheon that's more Aldmeri than Imperial. They're culturally very different from what modern Bretons strive to be.

RIP Kornalus. You know, you could just have let me in on your experiments instead of going hostile, they looked interesting enough. Jerk.
RIP Petra. I hope Melka was telling the truth and you didn't have a good reason to imprison her - helping one matriarch kill another isn't exactly something a Forsworn can ever feel comfortable with, but I'll admit the staff helped a lot to appease my conscience.
RIP two detachments of Markarth guards. I didn't really expect to survive against you, but chain lightning is a wondrous thing.
RIP Forsworn prisoner, at least you did with a sword in your hand.
RIP vampire master who attacked me from behind as I was just about to enter the Silver-Blood Inn. You managed to make me jump and scream before my screen, which is not a small feat, but I got you nevertheless.