Skyrim Sunday: A day in Markarth
By Redshirt Knitting on January 19, 2014
I zig-zagged across the map picking flowers (harvestables for Alchemy if you must know), heading generally westward. Valdimar jogged behind me, stopping to kill the occasional attacking animal or bandit. The weather was foggy, and I love the fog, but it made it difficult to see approaching danger. . . .