I'd start my new life in Riverwood, fully knowing my old life is gone and there is no way to go back. The first day I'd work tirelessly chopping wood and selling it, in order to make enough gold to rent a room at the inn. I would contiune this routine, saving every spare septim until I have made enough to buy a bow and a few arrows.

I'd then start my life as a hunter. I'd only go after small, safe game at first: rabbits, deers, elk. With each arrow I would say a pray to Kyne and Stendarr, asking for a blessing to allow my arrows to find their mark and be retrievable afterwards. Within days I would have enough gold to buy more arrows, and from the larger animals pelts I would craft leather armor at the local forge.

With this extra grace, I would start hunting more dangerous game, hoping each gamble will pay off. I'd start with wolves, and steadily would move on to the agile sabre-teeth, and sturdy bears. I'd start making journeys into Whiterun to sell my game, and would eventually move there, staying at the inn. I'd make fast friends with the Alchemist, allowing her to teach me recipes, and teach me the ways of her craft. I would eventually be able to create moderately powerful potions and poisons, and this addition to my skills would start my adventuring days.

I'd start by helping bullied children, moving up to locating lost items and eventually taking bounties on leaders of bandits and rampaging giants. I would live a glorious live, gaining love from both the people and the Jarl. Eventually I would be given a house, which I would live in for years.

But my body would decay, I would grow weaker, and soon I would find my days of glory behind me. As a last favour of the Jarl, I would ask to be constructed a house in the Wilderness to live my last years. It would be there that I would die, reading 'The Lusty Argonian Maid', as a tree fell on my house, crushing me.

I'd wear kneepads.

lulz i giggled at a lot of your comments if i couldn't become understudy of farengar, i'd probably try and get admitted to the college of witnerhold, try and steal the rings to put on the daedric claw, and make a deal with a...certain devil... then run off to get my treasure... there you would find my corpse, torn apart... and a small journal... saying the slaughter fish got me... then you would take my robes v.v


P.S to all the kids who posted, you do realize in skyrim... your immortal...

....wut kinda mods do u download cuz i know thats not bethesda's work...

I'd probably die. But if I somehow don't die, I'd totally learn the arts of thievery or start a gang of bandits, since the crime and punishment system is so forgiving.

Perhaps I'll start a plumbing business. No sinks and very few toilets around Skyrim.

HA, "profit"


Took the words right out of my mouth.

And back on topic, I'd definitely do everything to join the companions.


A roof over my head, plenty of food and mead, and the occasional mission. Plus, the chance to join The Circle wouldn't be too bad...

wanting to become a werewolf... does that mean you'll be serving hircine in the after life?

does... that make you a spectral werewolf daedra?

I'd learn a trade, open up shop somewhere, have a nice little bonfire going, venture to the local watering hole every once in a while and otherwise enjoy life ...


PS: Wait, that's pretty much what i'm doing in real life.

As much as I would love to go adventuring, I'd had to drop about 20 yr's....now if that were to happen. I would start off getting my bow skill's back up to shape by hunting, sneak skill's by tracking and take lesson's in 1h sword. Join up with the companion's, do job's and have adventures and save up for my horse ranch/farm for my older yr's. Maybe finding me a shieldmate along the way.

My RL has been "safe" if I got a chance at a do over somewhere else, I would definetly go in the other direction.

As far a Bethesda and Skyrim are concerned she is Nord and the mod in my screenshot is the "http://skyrim.nexusmods.com/downloads/file.php?id=7244" and "http://skyrim.nexusmods.com/downloads/file.php?id=10168," along with several other cosmetic and nvde mods. The Amazon [battlemage] warrior comes from my in-game role-playing fantasy.

Hahaha, better than most of the daedric realms eh?

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I'd be an intrepid adventurer, find my character in some dwarven ruin, and get to know her, biblically.

I already said turn iron to gold and become rich. But on that note... get vampirism. Immortality with a mountain of gold, I could like this.

if i was in skyrim i'd be :

dragon fodder
undead zombie
frozen solid in the mountains
or bigcat/bear fodder

As a guy who can spend weeks in the backcountry I'd definitely try to be an alchemist who gathers his own ingredients. I'd learn just enough of archery, sword and sneak to try and fend off bears and wolves, although a sabre cat would probably kill me at some point.

If I managed to live long enough to gain a good reputation as an alchemist I'd marry that little Breton Muiri and settle down in Riften (Honeyside), I'd b****slap Brynolf if he tried to extort us, and then I would poison the mead of all the thieves guild members and Maven Black-Briar with uber poisons concocted by Muiri and me (how romantic) in between our sessions of incredible lovers comfort (how romantic) that would be so awesome that it would solve her "problems" (how romantic) but she would only thank me ONCE (how romantic). I would also get the Alchemist Shack as a getaway "cottage" (how romantic) where Muiri and me would probably die of a horrible death mauled by bears or during a bandit raid (how romantic).

The end.

You have this very well thought out. You should write a romance novel about it.

Getting married to someone, and then benifiting from their store

I think the best bet would be to become an author. It hasn't escaped my attention that the people of Skyrim will pay up to fifty gold for books no more than a dozen pages long... hardly 'A La Recherche de Temps Perdu'. 50 gold at twelve pages, that's an Imperial 5-pee per word... in addition there's quills and scraps of paper lying about almost everywhere, so you don't even have to pay for materials.

I figure a couple of decent potboilers, maybe a Bereneziah type serial, and I'd have enough money to hire J'zargo as a bodyguard. Voila, a life of security and prosperity.

Assuming that it doesn't affect your capacity to learn and use magic (after all, magic is inherent to Nirn, as it filters from Aetherius though the stars and the sun (Magnus))...I'd surely go to Whiterun and seek shelter in the Companions (if Vilkas and Farkas could....why not me?), where I'd train in sword & shield combat. I'd also join the College, and regularly go to Winterhold to study Restoration (as the main school, plus Alteration / Enchanting-Mysticism as secondary ones). A bit tedious, but Restoration is something I've always wanted to learn

Ah, and if I can reincarnate in Nirn with about....20 years less (28 -> 8), even better. Perfect age to begin training

Being scared.

As I said before, I would join the Companions and become a werewolf so I could be powerful. But before that I would kill that little girl who says, "I'm not afraid of you, you know even if you are my elder!" she annoys me especially when she comes in my house just to say that.

I'd run my own shop, and try to hook up with the many curvy women around me.