I had the following conversation with my wife in the car on the way to work this morning.
"So I spent my evening on a quest for the Ebony Mail"
"The ebony male?"
"Yes. I had to pick up a random guy in a tavern and persuade him to follow me and touch the ceremonial pole in the mountains."
"You picked up a random guy in a tavern?"
"Yes. I had to pay him to follow me"
"You paid him to touch the ceremonial pole?"
"Yes, and when he became stuck to the pole, I killed him with the sacrificial dagger."
"...so that you could get the ebony male?"
"Yes. That's right. It emits poison when you get too close. It's pretty hardcore."
"I really, really hope we're still talking about Skyrim...."
You might think that I'm the saddest person alive, and perhaps I am, but I put it to you that these videos clearly show otherwise:
I can't help but think it's a bit like Star Wars Trivial Pursuit though: no one really wins.
That said, she's off out dancing tonight and I'm off dragon hunting.
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