Skyrim VR... Day 11

So, where did we leave little miss dragonborn? I think she'd just finished the barrow on the island, and was in terrible need of a vendor, so spent a day in Whiterun crafting and selling, then returned to the foot of the mountains.

The innkeeper there must have decided I was trustworthy, because he gave me a bejewelled claw that I was able to use to get deeper into the barrow just near the village.

I spent some more time delving even deeper. It was quite fun, and ended up with a new shout (that I can't equip yet). There's still one 'master pick' door in there that I will have to try and get through later.

So I finally ran out of excuses for procrastinating the long walk up the mountain and saved my game at the bridge, ready for the climb, which I didn't get to start on until last night.

So I started up the mountain, and met a fellow who warned me to watch out for the wolves.

Well, sure, that made sense. So I went around the corner and there was a giant fucking spider. Not a wolf buddy. I burninated the hell out of that, then continued on my way.

Next corner we were jumped by an ice elemental of some kind. Still not a wolf, buddy. I melted the hell out of that one and continued on my way.

Down some stairs, up some stairs, and, oh look, a wolf! No. Shit. Not a wolf. It's white. And lion shaped. A snow leopard or something? Definitely not a wolf, buddy! And so I stuck a few arrows into it, took the skin, and headed on up.

What's that movement? A wolf? No. Just another ice elemental thingy. C'mon man.

And then I saw a lady up ahead just as a giant fucking dragon landed and decided it wanted to have a polite conversation about how I should get in his belly.

I was pissed off that I still hadn't seen a wolf, so I shot it full of arrows with the aid of my follower and some old woman who just happened to be meditating nearby.

I absorbed that dragon soul and took its bones and scales and headed on up.

Surely, surely, must be a wolf now. Right?

But no, the next thing I ran into wss was an ice troll, who looked like the kinda fellow who would've substituted man-bones with elf-bones when baking his next loaf of bread.

So I crouched down and stuck an arrow in his belly. And my dumb follower ran up and started getting turned into bread.

So I started firing madly, and I hear this "Hey watch it, I'm on your side". And she went down into that whimpering mess which made the troll agro me instead.

It was a bit touch and go, I was one hit from dead by the time I got the troll down.

We spent a minute healing and proceeded to head up to what must be Wolf Central.

But there was nothing else on the path. Got to the greybeard fortress and had to learn to bind a couple more shout gestures, turned in a couple quests and then... fast travel back down, because obviously there wasn't anything else for me at the top.

Some cultists met me at the bottom and tried to explain that I wasn't the correct dragonborn, and asked me to kindly die. So I shouted at them and pissed the guards off. So loaded my game and tried again more subtly without agroing the nearby coppers.

Feeling pretty good about myself, I went to turn in the quest for delivering the food to the old guys, but the fellow wasn't at the inn so I sat down and had a drink with a friendly rogue while waiting.

And woke up on the other side of Skyrim, having apparently drunkenly trashed a temple.......