I killed some bear cubs in Oblivion yesterday. They were eating this farmer's sheep. All he gave me was this lousy book, but the killing was it's own reward. My enchanted, two-handed version of Anduril ran out of charge, so I switched to my Witch King sword. It's huge. I now call it my "BearSlayer." One strike from that puppy and they were slit open like so many orcs. Then I went and ****ed a million bitches. True story.
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