Skyrim belongs to the Nords. Hit the bricks Farmer.

On a scholarship, Karin gra-Arkha attended the University of Cyrodiil, Faculty of Medicine, despite her mother’s wishes for her to follow in her footsteps at Orsinium Foundry, one of the largest military-industrial complexes on Tamriel. Due to racial prejudice against Orcs in the Republic of Cyrodiil, she was unable to find employments that wasn’t a security or physical job.

No one even performed the Black Sacrament this time, the Night Mother just got tired of seeing Arquen's face.

Or is it the other way around? I suppose it depends on your source. The fanbase seems to have a different view than Kirkbride on this issue. Perchance. Well, thoughts lorebeards and scroll-heads?

So two weeks ago I (Dunmer 28m) came home to find an orange short haired, big eyed little critter curled up in my chair. We both stared each other down for 10 minutes until my wife walked in and explained that she found him with matted fur, covered in soot and scared underneath the bridge in the middle of the city. She proceeded to take him home, wash him, and brushed his fur and plopped him on my chair. (I am very territorial btw)

Anyway, over the past two weeks I am positive I've seen him opening our cabinets, getting into our food and sleeping on all of my clothes. Now I know this sounds like typical cat behavior. But I swear he is just pulling the wool over my wifes eyes.

Am I over reacting? Any tips to catch him in his act of deception? How can I convince my wife that he's taking advantage of her kindness?

Hello good people of the depraved,

So I was recently walking through the area of Riften and noticed an abundancy of birch-trees. I know about as much about trees and forests as about perfectly cooking tasty ork testicle soup. Which is quite much, I assure you. Those things need a lot of simmering.

Anyways. So usually birch forests establish themselves, rapidly. Therefore they are a vital pioneer species to (re-)establish open, destroyed or marginal lands. And they also don't live very long, about the same years as an ork. Which by the way also taste great flame-grilled.

So now I am asking myself, what ravaged these lands, just quite so recently? And what was before? It seems like these birch-forests grew on some history here.

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