Where were we? Oh yes, in the mind of some lunatic.
I think I’ve discovered something… Sofia apparently doesn’t count as a standard follower, and probably shouldn’t have come with me, and given how she glitched last time I told her to “wait here” and went off and did the steps again without her.
Incidentally, Lucien apparently also doesn’t count as a standard follower, but he didn’t come into the dream, so I guess different mod authors did different things to make the followers work.
Anyway, I digress. With just the wabbajack to help me, I went back in and helped deal with the paranoia, night terrors and anger issues. Then I got spat back out of the dream and went back to looting the abandoned wing of the castle.
I snuck back out of the castle and then out of Solitude, and met an… opportunistic… individual, who asked me to put out the lighthouse fire so that he could loot the shipwreck and give me a handsome reward. I didn’t say ‘no’, but I don’t know if I’m going to do it or dob him into the guards.
I did sneak into his boat and stole a bunch of ingots which I had Sofia stuff into storage for some future blacksmithing. I may still help him out… I’m not always good, but I’m not always evil either.
Anyway on my way back up from the boat, there was one of those roars from overhead that makes you cower and look about in panic whilst drawing your bow, and then it was time to deal with another dragon.
I’m getting better at these dragon fights, though it was a bit close for comfort.
I do wonder how Solutide hasn’t fallen into the ocean yet, the underlying rock must be very strong, because it doesn’t look like it should still be standing.
While I was sightseeing, I met an orphan named Blaise. Cute kid, bad business losing his parents to the war. I have an alchemy lab in my house, but I never use it… maybe I should get a kids bedroom?
I headed off to deal with some presumably bandits in a cave that one of the Jarl’s helpers had said I could go check out if I wanted.
Turns out not bandits.
These were some fairly badass necromancers, doing some kind of shit they ought not be doing… trying to summon the Wolf Queen back to life.
Because they were necromancers, the fight was a bit tedious… kill one necromancer, they get brought back to life by their buddy.
I made sure to focus fire on the necromancers, though my followers got stuck into the thralls.
Probably the most dangerous person in the whole fight was a necromage. I dunno what his deal was, but he had some serious firepower and I almost had to load my game.
After clearing out the necromancers, I ventured back off south, I needed to find that poem for the bards at Solitude. I was greeted by a ghost at the entrance who wandered through a door expecting me to follow, however I had plenty of Draugr to deal with before I could.
Luckily, many of them were sleeping in their alcoves, so if I was careful, I could stealth kill them before they woke up, meaning it was a fairly easy journey through the crypt.
Up until the spiders.
It’s never easy dealing with spiders.
I mean, they often die quickly enough, but not before giving you all kinds of the creeps.
So eventually I found the book with the poem in it and followed the ghost back up to a suspiciously glowing door that I couldn’t open earlier.
The ghost touched the barrier and it faded away, allowing me access to the puzzle door with one of those claw hand thingies.
Beyond the puzzle door was a room full of dead lords? Or at least, they seemed to be important type folks, interred in a big audience chamber surrounding a pool of water and a dias.
I killed a few of the sleeping undead before the ghost started waging war on them, and then all hell broke loose.
Wave after wave of dead dudes woke up and tried to grr arg me, ending with the undead King Olaf himself. This fellow was not a happy snowman, and did not want warm hugs.
So I stood well back and used my bow while the bardic ghost took the agro.
Then began the mammoth task of going around the room, looting corpses, retrieving stray arrows, and general inventory management.
Plus I got a new word for one of my shouts.