EPTEventually it got a little better, doing some odd jobs, making some money here and there, got a place to stay, and even found a beautiful, strong, girl who accompanies me day and night, protects me and helps me carry groceries back home.
But just when things were finally looking up, the troubles started piling up.
First, I realised I was doing a little of everything, and I had no idea what I wanted to do. I was the very definition of "Jack of all trades, master of none". I had stints in factories, I dabbled in manual labour, had a go at business, collected debt for people, legitimately or not, and even committed some petty theft at my lowest points. I've gotten decent at those things and even studied some chemistry in my spare time, thinking it would useful, but I've become disillusioned with most of skills, jealously looking on at others who have had better planning and fortunes in these dark, dark times.
And not to mention my relationship. We had started to get in each other's way a lot, the things she'd say to me have became lukewarm and familiar (in a bad way) despite all that I've given her. Although we are physically as close as ever, everyday I feel we are growing apart further and further.
So, Teamliquid, help me out here. Should I abandon what points I've put in archery and swords and heavy armour and go all-out mage? I'm currently around level 28, do I have enough levels and perks left to make myself that mage that I was Dragonborn to be? Would I be better off finding a seriously brawny Greatsword or Battleaxe and putting what I can into two-handed instead?
Oh, and I am dreading that talk with Lydia. At least we aren't married so she won't take all my armour when we break up.
And no, if you still don't get it, this is an overly dramatic portrayal of my (not that important) dilemmas in Skyrim, I, the writer, am actually living a pretty good life in real life, don't worry.
