This place is abandoned, perfect. like an empty lair in Oblivion, here the fun begins! :chaos:

So the svcky thing about Skyrim is the wolves " i charge against a glass wall and crash " animations, it literally looks like the wolves jump try biting the dragon born through a glass wall..

Will they solve that? no they will not have the time or think about it, even though it was the same in Oblivion.

:spotted owl:

Something i do not like is that they draw to much on Fallout's depressing way in nature, although it is reasonable in a way because of the cold land in Skyrim..

Esbern dies?

many people do not like the controlled way finishing moves switch the view to third-person and take control of the whole thing.

:spotted owl:

Rothschild :frog:

Emperor Uriel Septim VII: I can go no further. You alone must stand against the Prince of Destruction and his Mortal Servants. He must not have the Amulet of Kings!

Mankar Camoran: How little you understand! You cannot stop Lord Dagon! The Principalities have sparkled as gems in the black regions of Oblivion since the first morning. Many are thier names, and the names of their masters. The Coldharbor of Meridia, Peryite's Quagmire, the Moon Shadows of Mephala and... and Dawn's Beauty, the princedom of Lorkhan, misnamed "Tamriel" by deluded Mortals.

Emperor Uriel Septim VII: Men are but flesh and blood. They know their doom, but not the hour.

Mankar Camoran: Yes, you understand now. Tamriel is just one more Daedric Realm of Oblivion, long since lost to its prince, when he was betrayed by those that served him. Lord Dagon cannot invade Tamriel, his birthright, he comes to liberate the occupied lands.

By superhuman effort, you can avoid slipping backwards for a while. But one day, you'll lose a step, or drop a beat, or miss a detail... and you'll be gone forever.

I have a waited a long time for you, Champion of Old Tamriel. You are the last gasp of a dying age. You breathe the stale air of false hope. How little you understand! You cannot stop Lord Dagon! The walls between our worlds are crumbling! The Mythic Dawn grows nearer with every rift in the firmament! Soon, very soon, the lines now blurred will be erased. Tamriel and Oblivion rejoined. The Mythic Age Reborn! Lord Dagon shall walk Tamriel again, the world shall be remade, the new age shall rise from the ashes of the old, my vision shall be realised! Weakness shall be purged from the world, and mortal and immortal alike purified in the refiner's fire! My long duel with the Septims is over, and I have the mastery. The emperor is dead, the amulet of kings is mine, and the last defender of the last ragged Septim stands before me, in the heart of my power. Let us see who at last has proved the stronger.

Falanu Hlaalu: By the way... Do you happen to know what the fine is here in Cyrodiil for necrophilia? Just asking.

Mankar Camoran: I have a waited a long time for you, Champion of Old Tamriel. You are the last gasp of a dying age. You breathe the stale air of false hope. How little you understand! You cannot stop Lord Dagon! The walls between our worlds are crumbling! The Mythic Dawn grows nearer with every rift in the firmament! Soon, very soon, the lines now blurred will be erased. Tamriel and Oblivion rejoined. The Mythic Age Reborn! Lord Dagon shall walk Tamriel again, the world shall be remade, the new age shall rise from the ashes of the old, my vision shall be realised! Weakness shall be purged from the world, and mortal and immortal alike purified in the refiner's fire! My long duel with the Septims is over, and I have the mastery. The emperor is dead, the amulet of kings is mine, and the last defender of the last ragged Septim stands before me, in the heart of my power. Let us see who at last has proved the stronger.

The Adoring Fan: By Azura! By Azura! By Azura! It's the grand champion, I can't believe its you standing here next to me.

Owyn: I heard a rumour that you're an idiot, is there any truth to that?

:drag:

Do not lie.

Stop killing.