A little pick-me-up
Watercolor practice. I always feel a little better when I come across one of these.
Watercolor practice. I always feel a little better when I come across one of these.
Skyrim again. Taking Lydia on a cross-country side quest camping trip. I get the feeling she’s wondering, “How did I get stuck with the biggest screw-off in the Empire?”
From the video game Skyrim, in an imagined scenario where my character invites Mjoll the Lioness to have a drink, and finds that Aerin is included.
I’m a little bit embarrassed about how much I’m into this game.
I’ve just started playing Skyrim for the first time. So far I’m playing without mods, and although I started in Survival mode, it’s sort of obnoxious to need to eat everything that’s not nailed down, so I’m probably going to turn that off… Anyway, this is a quick portrait of my character, still wearing that good ol’ Imperial light armor. She’s a Breton by race, though her facial tattoos mark her home clan. When Hadvar asked who she was at the executioner’s block, she told him, “Tasha.”
Tasha wasn’t really her name. Tasha was the name of a renowned witch queen, and as the Breton assumed she was about to die, she liked to think she might give her executioners pause. But of course, she didn’t die, and so she shrugged and took the name with her. She’s leaning towards sneakery and light theft, with a taste for wine.
I feel like playing Skyrim is one of those Nerd Rites of Passage, like listening to Critical Role and watching Star Wars, although I’m twelve years late to the party.