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RIP Whiterun- Accidentally pressed the transform button, can't go leaving any witnesses now can I?

RIP Riverwood. I killed one chicken. You shouldn't have gotten all worked up by it.

RIP Bassinus. I'm sorry, but it was dark, and you were near a thief. As I saw, you were the thief.

RIP Shor's Stone. I done messed up.

RIP Nazeem. Wait, no RIP for you. You deserved to die.

RIP Illia. That was unfortunate.

RIP Balimund. May you run inside the next time a thief strikes instead of trying to be a hero.

RIP Orgnar. It was just a [&@%!] cup that I took on accident. I hope you enjoyed getting shot down in the middle of Riverwood and stripped down to your loincloth when I looted your body.

RIP master vampire who had the bad idea to attack Winterhold while Sylvaine Emrys and her coven were in town. Did you think you would go unnoticed during a dragon assault? Bad judgment; Cosnach eviscerated you and your thralls single-handedly while Syl and the girls killed the dragon.

RIP Savos Aren. I suppose you were a decent chap in your own intellectual way - a little too highbrow and ivory-towered perhaps. Sorry I'm going to betray the trust you put in me - that Psijic nonsense is not my cuppa tea, all I wanted from you was the torques.

And RIP J'zargo. Sylvaine is actually very fond of cats, except if they try to get her killed with doctored scrolls.

RIP Madesi. You got in my fire damage greatsword's way. That swing was for the thief, not you. However, my blade is Death, and seeks out those who beckon for that very cold release. You jumped in front of it, thus, your death is of your own stupidity, and not my protection of Riften.
RIP Ioda. I never wanted you to die because you tried taking on two Mammoths and a Giant. But you did anyways. Sorry for leaving you stripped naked, but you had Orcish Armory, which will be given to my next housecarl.

RIP Conjurer living in some cave in the middle of nowhere Falkreath area. You nearly killed Felina one day when she randomly entered your cave and she swore she'd have her revenge. Paralysis poison and a fire enchanted crossbow did the trick. And she loves your treasure.

A metric crap ton
I'm so glad some of the NPCs are un-killable, lest everyone I love would die!

RIP Taarie. I wish that vampire had gotten your sister as well.

RIP Etienne Rarnis. When I freed you from the Thalmor's prison I hoped you'd find something better to do with the life I saved than to pursue a career in organized crime. What a waste.

So, I finally managed to get the 'Raise Zombie' glitch to work on childs.
The results?

RIP Braith, RIP Frodnar, RIP Dorthe, RIP Frothar, RIP Dagny, RIP Mila Valentina, RIP Nelkir, RIP Sond and RIP Bottar.

May your ash piles get properly cleaned up so your remains can rot in the 9th circle of hell

Edit: Oh, and RIP Lars Battle-Born, nearly forgot to pay you a visit

RIP Calder - I thought you were going to be one tough Nord and was looking forward to many crazy adventures together. Well you certainly weren't scared of a fight because you had to go and run into a group consisting of five Forsworn and a frost troll like a madman on a rampage on your very first quest with me. I give you props for the bravery but it probably wasn't the smartest of decisions. Heck I barely survived the battle... If I don't sound completely sad I'm sorry but I never exactly wanted you as my new housecarl. Rayya and I were tearing [%*#] up before I sent her away to take care of my mansion.

RIP Lydia - Although you didn't know it, I was planning on marrying you. I forgot the details but I believe a powerful necromancer blasted you down with a frost attack. You will live on in memory.

RIP My horse - I fast traveled back home only to see a group of four low-level bandits attacking you. I killed them but not fast enough...

RIP Kodrir -

RIP everyone in the capitals nine holds, your sacrifice has not been forgotten ("master criminal" and the "unlock 11 vampire perk" achievements have been earned)

i will load an earlier save and we can forget this unpleasantness

RIP Serana
I really have no idea how this happened, we were happily walking along to hunt some vampires and you just fell over dead- damn glitch, I feel cheated and am going to reload a save.

RIP Nearby Bandits
Sorry, I thought you guys killed Serana, none of you had bows though and didn't even know we were there.

With great pain do I write this: RIP Onmund. Killed by two dwarven spheres and several spiders. Nchuand-Zel is your resting place now...and Felina is a young widow with a young child. They'll miss you terribly, you honorable Nord you. Hopefully she'll see you in Sovngarde someday.

RIP four or five Whiterun Guards...
That Bone Dragon that suddenly swooped down from the sky tossed you to your deaths like nothing more than insignificant pieces of trash.

There would have been more casualties, but most people are essential. Thanks to the one option from DD. It would have been messy without it.

RIP Forsworn foragers and ravagers slain by Markarth guards just outside Blind Cliff Cave. I laid your bodies to rest next to the cave entrance and strewed mountain flowers and juniper twigs all about you. I meant to cast the corpses of your foes into the Karth but apparently our surviving friends had had the same idea because when I was done with you and turned to look they were gone.

RIP courier slain by some other of my fellow Forsworn outside Broken Tower Redoubt. The letter you were carrying said something about the sender's expedition to Red Eagle Redoubt meeting with resistance from its inhabitants; I should hope so!

RIP Stormcloak soldiers stationed at the Reach Stormcloak Camp. This is our country, and we've had more than enough of you here. Most notably, RIP Kottir Red-Shoal, and thank the Old Gods for console commands. Glory to the Forsworn!

RIP Vigilants of Stendarr who had nothing better to do than hang around in the same place. *points to signature*

Last not least, RIP Ancient Dragon who assaulted us while we were fighting the Vigilants and Stormcloaks. Thank you for an entertaining fight (also the soul). The local Forsworn should be busy cleaning up the traces of your crash landing for a week or two.

RIP Idiot NPCs in the Reach.
To the Hunter at the Shrine of Dibella: Yes, I took a couple of things. Next time, think before you start shooting me. You deserved those Firebolts. Every. Single. One.
Though thanks for the free stuff.
To the Assassin not far up the road: That was a beautiful Ice Spike killcam on my end. You flew about three feet back, too.
To the Thief who watched me make easy work of the Assassin: Was the stupidity really screaming so loud that you had to attack me?
To the Forsworn at the gold mine: ...Thanks for the gold! It gave me enough to smelt down and smith into jewelry, which in turn, gave nearly enough to buy Breezehome.
To the Siver-Blood Mercs at Karthwasten: Thanks for the oppurtunity at leveling up... Twice.
To Weylin: I finally killed you before you killed Margaret.
And finally, to basically any other NPC, wherever you were: AHAHAHAHAHA you're dead.

RIP Agna. You definitely didn't deserve to die, but you did so bravely and with honor.

RIP Vals Veran. You didn't have a chance to insult Golldir any further, as Francine sniped you with her longbow upon seeing you.

RIP Khajit caravan. Onmund had to defend himself against your sudden attack, and so his wife backed him up. Don't know where she's going to get her skooma from now though. ??

Keep an eye out. There's always some Orc or Khajiit dealer lurking the roads. >_>

RIP Kematu. I accidently clicked the dialoge option that turns you and your crew hostile.

PS: It's not a good idea to attack two potent storm atronachs with steel swords, even when they're curved.

RIP Serana. You kept two Nightstalkers off my back long enough for me to finish off Morvarth Piquine, but I was too late to come to your aid.

You were my sister in arms and my friend. I'm sorry I took so long.

So Serana's diary is done, then? I always enjoyed seeing her diary alongside Fram's journal in the "What you did in Skyrim today" thread.

There are other followers, but Serana's voice was unique in more ways than one.