Sunday, January 22, 2012

Skyrim: A Journal of War - Chapter Twenty - A Change In Wardrobe

From The Saga Of Matthias The Bather; Written by Sven

Matthias returned home to Mjoll, with the tale of how brave Aerin had given his life to save Matthias from an assassin's arrow. Determined to avenge the companion who had saved her life and now, reportedly, the life of her husband, Mjoll swore vengeance upon The Dark Brotherhood and joined Matthias once more.

The battle which followed is already spoken of in my own song, The Bather Cleaned Up That Night, so I need not recall it here. Suffice it to say that it was as a result of this campaign that the couple gained fame as the slayers of The Dark Brotherhood and Matthias adopted the garb of their former leader as a symbol of his mastery over those who sought to master death. How the custom-fitted armor for a woman half his size was able to fit him is beyond my ken, as is the unusual armor that Mjoll adopted at that same time...

Me: There. A fine fit, don't you think?
Oh, the fit is fine, beloved... it's just...
What is it, dearest?
It's just, when you said that you had found a rare set of Ancient Nord Warrior Women's armor... I was expecting something more...
Ancient? Heavy?
Substantial, I think...
Me: I think you look fearsome and powerful.
It's just... not that I don't trust you, beloved. But if I didn't know any better, I'd swear this armor was just two small bits of bear hide, hastily sewn together and then strategically ripped and cut in various places. It's rather chilly...
Me: Chilly? Are you not a Nord, woman? Are your people not renowned for their ability to their ability to survive the harshest elements?
Mjoll: Well, yes...
Me: And are you not, as you've boasted many times, the hardiest and strongest of women?
Mjoll: Undoubtedly
Me: So you can easily stand any discomfort you may feel, as your ancestors did, and stand proud knowing that you are upholding their legacy.
Mjoll: I suppose so. But could we keep an eye out for a suitable cloak?
Me: Ahhh... sure. Maybe we can find one on the way to Solitude. There may be a shop selling cloaks somewhere out there on the frozen mountain pathways...

Mjoll: I love my husband... I will not strangle him... I love my husband..

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