Run (1h kittyman) has started his search for this Elder Scroll device so he can go back in time to learn Dragon Rend from Nords. I'm really hoping the Nords were more... open-minded, in those days.
Evelyn (Conjuration Breton) is going to run some errands for the Companions so she can get some of that sweet, sweet, 100% disease immunity beast blood. After she uses the Companions for their power, it's probably a good time to visit the Greybeards. I think someone said that one doesn't simply ignore when the Greybeards are calling, so... Eve's probably got a few geriatric dragon whisperers pissed by now.
Reptile (cheating, hacking, console commanding, tediously creating a batch file with every single perk unlocking base ID abusing argonian) is running through mountains and sneaking through Skyrim's mesosphere, one-shotting bandits, Forsworn, guards, and pretty much every human and weaker animal with his beloved Bound Bow. When dungeon crawling, a pair of Dremora Lords consistently honor him by destroying weak challengers. When Reptile feels lonely, he likes to conjure Dragon Priests, who then conjure their own familiars. It's like having four friends who don't complain about their relationships, and kill dragons while Reptile chases butterflies and dartwings. Reptile has taught me two important things in his exploits: Nightingale is badass armor, but anything that has a tail is just disappointing when they don said armor; Secondly, chicks dig scales and sick war paint. Lamentably, though, their flattery is shrouded in the disgust of interspecies romantic prospects. It's bad enough I already wonder how the first Argonian and Kahjiit were made.
Well now, ain't you a purty lil' sabercat?
