» Fri Jun 01, 2012 12:56 pm
I love the Daedric Armor. Just plain love it. Especially improved to Legendary, and buffed out with bonuses. I like being able to casually stroll up to some Falmer jerk who's frantically launching arrows into my face, and then turn him into a green smudge with the matching Warhammer. Stuff looks especially badass when clopping around on the back of Shadowmere. You look like a matched set.
The only issue I have with it is that since finishing the MQ, I sort of feel all dressed up with no place to go. Sure, there are plenty of Radiant tasks to complete, but it's kind of like swatting a fly with a Buick, now.
"Hey, J?rgenmort?n? Satan himself just rolled up outside. He's on the back of a hell-horse that smells like sulfur and brimstone wrapped in burning fur. He wants to know if we have anything we'd like done around the inn."
"Uhh...Sure. I mean, I guess so. Ask him if he'd be willing to ride a couple clicks east of here. I think I saw a couple of dudes wearing fur and antlers poking at a little fire, huddled outside a damp cave. I didn't like they way they looked. So, if he wouldn't mind encouraging them to relocate, there'd probably be a few gold in it for him."
"Okay, I'll be right back."
...
"Hey, boss?"
"Yeah?"
"He says he already painted the walls with their steaming entrails a couple of days ago. I don't think he's kidding, either."
"Oh, good. Good. In that case, tell him I'll give him one Septim each for every cabbage he can carry over here from the farm across the street. Just tell him to ask for the guy who's in here polishing a tankard."
"Cool, will do."