So my fearsome, fearless warrior, was getting maybe a little tired of all this violence and strife. It seemed sad to get up each day and fight and face such a world of hostility, such a world of coldness. Sometimes even the toughest of fighters need a gentle word or a hug. A reason to keep on battling this cold violent world,someone to go home to at the end of it all.
One day she'd taken a pretty savage beating in a certain dwarven dungeon, and had gone to a city afterwards to heal her wounds and sell her hard-earned loot. She spoke to the local blacksmith, a sweet bumbling elderly man. He looked at her with respect and spoke softly to her. He seemed impressed with her tales of far away places and monstrous behemoth devices. He smiled, and treated her with much kindness, and asked her to return often as she was very welcome with him.
My warrior left, feeling a little lighter in soul, a little warmer, and found herself fighting her enemies with renewed zest.

Allthough the warrior was so tough on the outside, that gentle old man had seen through the layers of cold brutal hatred and seen a wam loving soul, and this preyed on the warriors mind for several weeks.
Each time she returned he was pleased to see her, no snide comments about her smell or appearence, and his kindness knew no limits. When with him, the warrior almost felt human again.
So in the end that silly sweet smitten old man managed to propose, and even as the warrior rose to slap him she found herself agreeing to his proposal.
Fleetingly she had images of coming home from a hard fight to be tended to by the old man, and then going for casual walks along the river. Lazy golden days of fishing and frollicking in the crystal clear waters. Merry evenings spent in warm taverns with plentifull mead, someone to warm the bed on cold nights..

At the arranged day she nervously went to the marriage temple, and stood at the altar. She sheathed her mace, and stroked the handle fondly,sadly. Perhaps it was time to be Good. Perhaps she should sell this monstrous thing and no longer do the biddings of evil. Perhaps, with her new love she could work to do good for Skyrim.
So she stood proudly at the alter waiting, in full glass armour polished and cleaned of blood.
And waited.
And Waited.


And Waited.



And then suddenly a flock of people swarmed into the church and the warrior stood to attention as she saw her beloved approach.. And then saw his kindly old face suddenly twist into a mask of hatred and disgust so strong the warrior was almost afraid.
People screamed, and started to leave. The warriors beloved turned on his heal and snarled "I never want to see your face again" with such vehemence the warrior was physically taken aback.
The disdainfull loathing looks on the faces of the villagers, their cries of 'just leave!'..
The Warrior fled, in shame and confusion.




So alone, here now she stands, at the very highest precipise in Skyrim, staring out over the dark hostile ocean, that mirrors her soul so very well.
She's not sure what happened, it must have been at the last moment her supposed beloved saw what a horrible creature she really was. But in turn, she too had seen his true form and his hostility, and tells herself that 'Love' and 'Marriage' are silly words made up by stupid humans who've no idea what the world is really about, or how hard, how brutal, how lonely.
She was stupid to ever think that life could be about doing good, or looking after any thing other than herself. She briefly checks that her mace, a gift from her one true god, is safely strapped at her side, and steps to the very edge,
And flings the Amulet of mara that caused her so much hurt and confusion out and away. And as it hits the ocean and starts to sink into the deep fathomless depths, one solitary tear follows.

So uh, you were stood up by an npc?

Quite an enjoyable read actually. Cheers.

Basically, yes. On his way out of the church he may as well have shouted "PWNED! Fatty! LOLOLOLOL!!"


That was infact me desperately trying to RolePlay my way out of a tedious bug, wherein whenever I went to the church to get married, balimund walked in and then the notification "FAILED: Attend your wedding ceremony" popped up.



But I'm pretty much going to have to say, romance and weddings ? Not bethesdas forte perhaps.

Lol, perhaps.

Does this happen if you wait too long or something?

I don't think any sort of story in any sense is their forte, lucky they have mastered the art of immersing a player in a world.

You need to go to the chapel, tell Maramel that you want a wedding and then set the wait for 24 hrs. If you did this then there was a bug. If you didn't, then you went about it the wrong way. I've never had a problem with the marriage in the game, 3 characters.

I married him on two toons... lmao. I've never seen that bug. I'm so sorry.

he's such a nice guy, and instead of giving you your "share" of the money he's earned, he always says "here's half of the money we earned" (same amount of gold, just a different line.)

That svcks. Of all the marriageable NPC's he's my favorite so far. Perth, the miner, cooks with his pick on... lol. And Camilla, well... she's just so grateful for the claw. *sigh*

Your wedding is supposed to last "from dawn until dusk" and I've never been really clear on whether the ceremony takes that long, or if it's just any time in that period... so I always show up by like 5:00 am the next day and stand around one hour at a time.

again... so sorry. He's a hawt catch, hope you can correct the bug.

I have tried many things to rectify this bug issue. I've tried several things, even waiting in the chapel for an actual, for realsies, hour of real life time, in which the camera zoomed around my charecter and I read a book. (the new Stephen King someone misdirected got me for christmas, It's okay. More of his usual).

No matter how I approach the issue, the result allways ends in horror and people running from the chapel and Balimund flouncing off in tears.

Oh well, Being able to RP the shiat out of this was certainly fun. Being rejected gives me the perfect escuse to be an achoholic, promiscuous, evil vindictive [censored].
In game I mean, In game.
Yeah.

heh. well, always good to keep up appearances, anyway.

maybe you're more the Farkas/Vilkas type anyway and the game is telling you so? They're kinda... spooky as twins who look different.

Your fault, your supposed to wait at the inn and enter when he's arrived.

I'd had this moral dilemma for a long time. Does one choose the madly passionate thrilling excitement of Farkas and Vilkas who whilst probably would not be loyal would be excellent lovers, but who would break your heart and leave it for dead in the road? Or does one chose the older, more gentle and loving balimund who would be loyal and loving and boring for ever?

Well I guess I've learnt my lesson! I was wondering though, if you choose the twins, do you have to choose just one? Or do you, you know, get two for one, buy one get one free?


I had this same problem in New Vegas. Do I choose the intelligent funny doctor who cries and drops the gun whenever he has to kill anything/one, or do I choose the bland emotionless killing machine soldier who you just want to cover in nuka cola and lick him clean?

Dammit, decisions decisions.

I'm guessing you're a vampire.

I thought for sure she was going to jump.

See, you should have married Farkas. That's what I did. He is awesome.

Balimund is a kind man, a hard worker, and a hottie. I traveled the world far and wide, and he was the one I had to marry.

Once after returning from a day of adventuring, I stepped into our home (his home, I didn't want to take his career away from him) and my character sort of popped up and back down. I turned around to see a dead thief lying neatly across the floor, right in front of the door, like a perfectly-positioned door mat. Apparently someone was foolish enough to try and steal from my man while I was away.

Amount of loot on the body? About 200 gold. Leaving the body lying there as a warning to other thieves? Priceless.

Do you have the latest patches? i seem to remember that pre-1.3, the body of a dead follower woud show up during your wedding, causing everyone to freak out.

UESP:

• If one of your followers dies before the marriage can take place, their body will turn up at the temple, causing you to fail the wedding ceremony mini-mission. The priests will then ask you to leave, and the bride or groom will storm off, angry. You can make amends by leaving a short cool down period of a couple of hours, and then going and apologizing to Maramal and then your potential spouse. The wedding will take place the following day at the same time. To avoid failing the quest a second time, drag (or use unrelenting force to push) the corpse from out the way of the door. If you are using the PC, you can also use the console to resurrect the follower then apologize to avoid a problem.

This bug occurs with multiple (presumably all?) potential spouses.(PC confirmed also) This bug is reported to be fixed in the version 1.2 patch.