I’ve heard of severe weather conditions, but this is ridiculous. As it happens, this turns out to be a very good thing indeed.
The change in weather dampens my earlier enthusiasm for exploration, but it also draws me out of my sense of complacency and puts me on alert for further changes. Icy drifts slowly appear in the distance, blanketing the road ahead and obscuring any landmarks. As we approach the foothills, the air turns colder and grey clouds arrive to darken the sky. It’s a fact that, in Skyrim, snow is always just around the corner - and we’re reminded of this truth a short time later. The HILLS are alive… with the sounds of SKYRIM… So when we reach a fork in the road, instead of taking the lowland route that follows the coastline, we turn and head into the mountains. After all, besides the capital itself, the only area we’re really familiar with around here is the Temple of Meridia. Ever since we discovered that we don’t have to be in Solitude right away, there’s been a certain holiday atmosphere in the air, as if this is a bit of stolen time away from the world, a welcome gift from the benevolent Divines.Īnd since the task assigned to us by Aela leads us well off the main road, I’m glad of the chance to explore the province of Haafingar. The salty air from the nearby coastline mingles with the fresh pine-scented breeze of the surrounding forest, and the whole world seems bathed in brilliant sunshine. Victor on Chapter 3: Honey in the Mead HallĪt first, riding out from Dragon Bridge is a most pleasant experience. Cyssane on Chapter 3: Honey in the Mead Hall.
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