The Skyrim Journal: Week Five
However, though our Journal will soon be closed, we’ll no doubt be adventuring in Skyrim for months and even years to come, still discovering new places to explore. If you only get one game for Christmas, make it The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim.
Sundas, 18th of Frostfall, 4E 201:
She said yes! I can’t believe it! I asked her, and she said yes!
Ysolda has always been nice to me, but I didn’t expect her to accept my proposal quite so readily. In fact, it was actually Ysolda who suggested marriage before I’d even had time to mention it myself. I love how everything is simpler in Skyrim!
Morndas, 19th of Frostfall, 4E 201:
I got married today! It wasn’t a particularly long service; Maramel said it would be held from dawn until dusk, though it seemed like only a couple of minutes to me. No matter, it must have been my imagination.
Anyway, the important thing is that all of our family and friends were there to celebrate with us, including Sven, a friend of mine from Riverwood, Lydia, my loyal Houcecarl, and also some guy I’ve never seen before; good times!
Throughout the whole of my time in Skyrim, there has been something missing in my life. Now I think I’ve finally found it, and I couldn’t be any happier!
Tirdas, 20th of Frostfall, 4E 201:
Ysolda is starting to get on my nerves. It feels like we just have the same conversations over and over, and trying to get her to talk about something else is tantamount to getting blood out of a stone. What marriage can survive this stilted level of conversation?
We’ve only been married a day, and it’s already getting stale.
Fredas, 23rd of Frostfall, 4E 201:
It’s been an eventful day, to say the least. Basically, things got a bit heated with Ysolda, I said some things I didn’t mean, and long story short; now she’s dead.
Unfortunately, the, um, accident was also witnessed by Lydia, who promptly began to attack me; I knew allowing her to move in was a mistake.
She was soon joined by a Whiterun guard, so I fled from the house rather than take on the fight two against one. However, I was soon apprehended by another guard, who I bribed to look the other way.
To my surprise, I was then able to get on with my day as normal, with everyone seemingly ignoring the fact that I’m a murderer; even Lydia is being perfectly friendly again.
Evidently, if you have the right connections, and enough gold, then you can quite literally get away with murder in Skyrim! Things are about to get… interesting.
The Emperor lies dead in a pool of his own blood. It was a weary path, but the Dark Brotherhood is now feared once more.
The first target was Vittoria Vicci, first cousin to the Emperor. She was due to be married in Solitude, so her death was enough to warrant a visit from the Emperor himself.
The Penitus Oculatus have been the official guards of the Emperor ever since the Blades disbanded, so their leader needed to be compromised so we could get close to the Emperor.
We achieved this by killing his son, Gaius Maro, and incriminating him in a plot to kill the Emperor, which threw everyone off our scent.
When I returned to the Sanctuary to collect my reward, I found that Cicero had attacked someone and run off. After tracking him down to an old Sanctuary in Dawnstar, I decided to leave him be. He was more of a danger to himself than anyone else, and besides; one can kill too much in one day.
Meanwhile, the Emperor wasn’t going to kill himself, so I was then to kill the chef hired to cook for his Highness, and take his place.
In the kitchens, I added a Jarrin root to the Potage le Magnifique. Jarrin root is highly poisonous, and no sooner had the Emperor taken a sip, than he choked and fell to the floor.
Naturally, the guards were put on high alert, but I managed to escape. At the end of the tunnel however, the leader of the Penitus Oculatus stood in my way. As he explained that the Emperor I just killed was an imposter, it began to dawn on me; someone had sold us out.
As I arrived back at the Sanctuary, I found it in ruins. Inside, I rescued who I could, but not before confronting the traitor, the very person who recruited me; Astrid.
She admitted making a mistake, and had arranged one final contract; herself. I did what I could and left. After all, I still had a contract to finish.
The Emperor was hidden away on a ship, ready to sail back to Cyrodiil. I had to confront him before my chance disappeared! I snuck on board, dispatched everyone in my way, and entered the Emperor’s quarters.
Before I was to kill him, he had one final request; that I kill the person who ordered the contract on him. I told him I’d think about it.
With the Emperor now dead, the Dark Brotherhood is infamous once more! As for the Emperor’s final request; well, I couldn’t deny an old man his dying wish, could I?