Wulf, the fifty-second Emperor of Tamriel, husband of Rigmor Ragnarsdottir, The High Queen of Tamriel, and father to Empress Kintyra Cyrodiil III, was a complex figure. His love for Rigmor was all-consuming and celebrated in countless bardic stories, poems and songs. Their love was not the only influence that shaped the man who would be […]

I am called Wulf. At least that is the name I chose for myself when waiting in line to have my head lopped off. I thought it was better than appearing on the Imperial list as “Eye Dunno” or “Utel Me”, which were my first impulses. That joyous occasion happened on Sundas, 17th Last Seed, […]

Skyrim Quest: Unbound I opened my eyes, but they took time to focus. The creaking, rocking and clopping of hooves were clues that I was in a carriage. But where? But when? I concentrated on the driver. He was an Imperial Legionnaire. I looked behind. An Imperial Officer was following on horseback. I looked forward […]

Rigmor of Bruma quest: Guardian Angels.  Skyrim quest: Before the Storm. I felt myself pulled in a particular direction since exiting the cave. If I deviated from that direction, the pull decreased but never went away. It was like those things that some mariners use. Compasses they call them. They always point north. My compass […]

Rigmor of Bruma quests: Angi’s Camp and Fort Black Two things woke me. First was a persistent but weak voice saying, “Hey!”. Second was Meeko slobbering over my face with a disturbingly long tongue. I scampered out of the tent and looked at the sky. It was just before sunrise. I estimated the time to […]

Rigmor of Bruma & Skyrim quests: Before the Storm, Dragon Rising, Bleak Falls Barrow, The Golden Claw. Rigmor and me decided to travel with very little talking. The simple reason being we wished to hear any problems before we stumbled on them. Also, there is a good chance somebody or something may ambush us at […]

Rigmor of Bruma and Skyrim quests: Bleak Falls Barrow, The Golden Claw. It was near to 7:00 AM by the time we had finished our morning meal. “Ready for the day?” I asked Rigmor. “We need to have a bath soon Guardian. People are fainting when they get near us.” “There is a big river […]

Rigmor of Bruma and Skyrim quests: Dragon Rising, The Way of the Voice, A Mother’s Ring It was just after 7:00 AM when we finished breaking our fast. Rigmor asked, “You sure it is the right thing to do, not mentioning Alduin to Jarl Balgruuf?” ‘I don’t know what The Divines have planned for me. […]

Rigmor of Bruma and Skyrim quests: The Way of the Voice, The Horn of Jurgen Windcaller. We exited the Vilemyr Inn at about 6:45 AM. I told Rigmor, “We will take it slow. It might get a bit harder when we get higher up because the air is thinner.” “Science?” “Yes, science.” “Well, I hope […]

Rigmor of Bruma and Skyrim quests: A Mother’s Ring, The Horn of Jurgen Windcaller. At 6:20 AM, we started our ride to Riften from Ivarstead. (Hello, are you there? No, I didn’t think so. I am now one. I am Dov, and I am a mortal.) Something changed overnight. My thoughts are no longer divided. […]