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I kinda wish they had expanded upon Anise's story. Perhaps they could've given a quest dedicated to her trying to create a coven of "good" witches. Sadly, they made her a batty ol' necromancer.

RIP Imperial Soldiers. That's what you get for trying to clean up the city by following me into the Ragged Flagon Cistern. Ironically, I managed to pay off my bounty later by looting those soldiers and selling their stuff.

RIP Calixto.

Actually, scratch that. No, Lieth hopes that your soul forever burns somewhere for endangering her children. Why hide in Hjerim's closet? Not sure how you made it past Calder and the war dog but Lieth stabbed you in the neck right in the living room. Is no place safe in Skyrim? Geesh!

Because that's what closeted necromancers do before coming out.

Seriously though, that's hilarious. I wasn't aware you could even buy Hjerim before doing Blood on the Ice. And to stay OT, RIP, lemme think, ohyesofcourse, RIP Nazeem once again. You know the difference between a fight in the arena and a battle in a civil war? One you can safely watch from the bleachers, the other not.

I was annoyed by Calixto's hiding place because Lieth seems to be having bad luck when it comes to keeping her family safe. They moved out of Riften because the kids were scared by the criminals roaming the streets, left Lakeview Manor because bandits kept swarming the place and eventually killed the housecarl (RIP Rayya) while the kids were playing outside one fine morning, abandoned Proudspire Manor because of the Thalmor the kids kept seeing hanging around, and now this. Lieth was disgusted upon seeing Calixto with a knife watching her sleeping children.

OT: RIP Calder. It was an accident (not sure if I'm reloading just yet either).

RIP Falkreath dragon. I don't know what killed you, but thanks for the soul (seriously, twice, when I entered Falkreath town, there was a dead dragon there; no fight or anything).

RIP Arivanya,

Spike wasn't fast enough to save you from the Butcher. He didn't think the murderer was desperate enough to strike middle of the day, in middle of the market place. So, he had to run across half (okey, maybe one-third) of the city. He revenged you (and then robbed the killer's house).

RIP Mogrul,
slain by a vicious Vampire Lord before I could pay my debt. Raven Rock will miss your chivalrous spirit.

RIP Brakh gro-Anonymous, 3DNPC, Orc hunter, undaunted warrior and a great friend, felled by a Forsworn arrow in Serpent's Bluff Redoubt. Magritte Ice-Veins laid you to rest on the altar in the ruins with your weapons at your feet and your slain foes around you, but she doesn't know how she'll ever forgive herself for getting you killed.

There must be at least 500 of these but:

Rip: Lydia, who was being used as a meat shield at the time of her death.

RIP Mogrul. Who was stupid enough to try and shakedown someone who had just dealt with Miraak.

RIP Stray Dog from that western beach in Solstheim. You were a stalwart companion, but you were no match for the Dragon Priest named Dukaan. I'll honor your memory with a yearly trip to White Ridge Sanctum, and leave a strip of beef.