8 July 2012
Due to my addiction of skyrim recently, I feel it is necessary to keep writing about it, unless your bored of it, are you?
I swung the wooden door open into the town inn, wiping my muddy boots on the fur mat.Inside, I spotted a musician holding a lute and wandered over to ask about a request.
"Hello"I said "Id like to make a request, my friend?" He looked up at me from the strings of his instrument and his face lit up with excitement. "Uh, yes.What would you like me too play, adventurer?" I thought and then looked at his music book, labeled 'Ragnar The Red". "Do you know Ragnar the red" "Ahhh, a fine and bloody tale.I can do that one"
He sat down and held his instrument on his knees,both hands on strings.He strummed away for the start of the song...
"There once was a hero named Ragnar the Red, who came riding to Whiterun from ole Rorikstead!" He continued,
"And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade, as he told of bold battles and gold he had made!" The song now getting faster..
"But then he went quiet, did Ragnar the Red, when he met the shieldmaiden Matilda who said…"
"Oh, you talk and you lie and you drink all our mead! Now I think it’s high time that you lie down and bleed!"
"And so then came the clashing and slashing of steel, as the brave lass Matilda charged in full of zeal!"
"And the braggart named Ragnar was boastful no moooooree… when his ugly red head rolled around on the floor!" He ended with a laugh and smile."Like it, adventurer?" "Very much!" I tossed a coin into his hands as a reward for his skills, and walked off to buy a drink or two at the bar.
Skyrim Again... • Opuss № I