Vereta

Okay, I've always wanted to develop my own mod and I've finally decided exactly what I want to do. What I want to do is a companion, a companion that will be fully voice by yours truly. The thing is I want to know what people are looking for in a companion and this is where you guys come in. I need your help to decide a few things for my new companion. He's a young Khajiit and doesn't have the accent that comes with most Khajiits because he was born in Skyrim. What would you like his name to be? (Suggestions...) What would you like to see in his personality? Where would you like to see his moral alignment? What profession would you like him to be in? Do you want him to sing? (I'm don't know how well I can sing. ) If so, do you want him to be incredibly embarrassed when you catch him singing to himself privately? Would you rather him be something other than a Khajiit? Would you like an entire questline dedicated to him? Would you like him to comment on various things? If so, what? I really want to focus on character development. I want you to form a bond to this character and actually care for him. In order to do this I need your input. Thanks!

“I don’t like this…†Egard said to himself as he adjusted himself in the coach seat of his cart. He gazed around at the surrounding forest before glancing back at all the goods that he planned to sell in Solitude. “Makes my nose twitch…†He said, tightening his grip on the reigns. He rode on in silence, listening to the sound of birds and the rustling of the leaves. Something didn’t sit right in the pit of his stomach… He felt the need to get out of this forest as quick as possible. As he continued on his way, Egard reached a part of the road that led him between two rocky outcroppings on either side of it. He looked up at a rickety rope bridge that hung between the outcroppings as he made his way slowly through. The forest seemed silent… Something wasn’t right… “NOW!†“Bandits…!†Egard said under his breath as a he whipped the reigns. Arrows flew passed his head as his horse charged forward. Egard could only hope that his old cart would be able to withstand the speed. He flinched as an arrow pierced the seat next to him and whipped the reigns once again. As he was speeding down the road he saw a bridge up ahead. If he could get across that there was a chance he’d reach a settlement of some kind a little further down the road! He chanced a glance behind him only to be met with the sight of two bandits on their horses, galloping towards him at full speed. He gasped and whipped the reigns once more and soon reached the bridge. As he crossed the bridge at full speed, his cart gave an alarming leap into the air when one of its wheels ran over a stone. He glanced back and watched as one of his finer bear furs tumbled out of the cart but nothing else. He breathed a sigh of relief. He could hopefully replace that later but for now he’d have to outrun these bandits. He rushed on across the bridge and into the settlement of Dragon Bridge, seeking refuge. The bear pelt sat lonely on the bridge. It was silent for a moment before it gave a light groan and proceeded to unfold itself to reveal a small Khajiit girl within it's depths. She had been sleeping peacefully before the cart suddenly began violently shuttering to and fro and soon she had succumbed to motion sickness. She was about to throw up what little food she had the previous night only to be tossed into the air and landing hard on some sort of stone surface. And there she sat on the bridge with the head of a stone dragon staring down at her, hoping the aching on her backside would stop soon. She stood up and pulled the bear pelt over her shoulders as the cold Skyrim was known for made itself apparent to her. “Where the heck am I?†Nala murmured to herself as she looked around. She made her way to edge of the bridge and glanced out into the surrounding area. There was a settlement on the other side of the bridge. Maybe she could find a trader there to sell the bear pelt to. She smiled at the thought of actually having coin in her possession. It had been a while since she last heard that familiar jingle in her pocket. As she pulled the bear pelt further over her she felt a hand clasp her shoulder and she gave off a surprised yelp. She swiftly turned around to find herself staring at an oaf of a man wearing fur armor. He was also holding an axe… “Ah… hello,†She said taking a step back. “Did you want something?†The oaf gave her a crooked smile and shouldered his axe, which earned a flinch from the girl. “Aye,†He said eying the pelt draped over her. “That I do, lass.†Nala glanced at the other side of the bridge that led straight into Dragon Bridge to see bandits making their way over to her. She turned to look at the oafish bandit in front of her only to find more bandits joining him from behind the oaf. She shifted on her feet nervously and gave the oaf a coy smile, realizing she was surrounded. “Is that so…†Nala slowly removed the pelt from over her shoulders and looked up at the bandit who was staring at the pelt. What he wanted was quite obvious to the Khajiit girl and she didn't plan on giving it up so easily. She took a few steps backwards towards the ledge of the bridge and gave the oaf a quick grin before quickly jumping over it and into the water below, clinging to the bear pelt the entire way down. When she hit the water she had anticipated the cold but not the shock to her body. She heard shouts from above as she surfaced from the water and looked up to see the bandits moving about on the bridge. Nala allowed the water to take her downstream and was already shivering violently when she reached the shore. As she dragged the bear pelt onto the shore she collapsed onto her knees, panting heavily. She scanned her surroundings and realized that she was on the opposite side of the river from the settlement. She knew she needed to get out of sight as quickly as possible and that the best way to do that was entering the forest…

Nala Type: Main Player Character Character Name: Nala Age: 18 Race: Khajiit Occupation: Thief Guardian Stone: The Serpent Mount: None. (Often time you’ll find her riding with others or finding some other means to get where she wants to go.) Physical Attributes: Nala is rather small, even for a Khajiit, and of a light build. Her fur is a warm, dark brown and her eyes are an unusual purple. Nala has always had a strange fancy for fine clothing and jewelry and will wear them if she can get her hands on them. Otherwise she wears clothing from her wardrobe that she’s ‘scrounged up’ that is full of clothes that are often too big for her. One thing about her attire that never changes is the purple hooded cloak that she seems to wear everywhere, even to bed. That and her leather boots. Backstory: Nala has always been the definition of alley cat. Her origin is a mystery even to herself as she was found at the doorstep of Honorhall Orphange in Riften as an infant. When she first showed up at the orphanage she was something of a spectacle to the citizens of Riften who, like most of Skyrim, have not seen much Khajiit. She often theorized that a Khajiit caravan must have abandoned her in Riften but could never fathom as to why. She grew up in Honorhall Orphange until the age of ten when she finally decided to run away after a particularly harsh beating she had received that was performed by the not-so-kind Grelod the Kind. Her leaving the orphanage led to a life of crime and eventually to a near-death experience that led to her having to leave Riften indefinitely. Nala has been travelling ever since. Personality: Nala’s childhood and life of crime led to her having a hard time trusting anyone, though this doesn't mean she doesn't understand the necessity of other people. She's had to reach an understanding with others in the past in order to get by in life but has never really trusted them. She’s been known to be wise beyond her age but far from mature. She’s not beyond cracking a joke or two at other’s expense, especially those who think too much of themselves, and the occasional prank. Weapons: Nala’s best weapon is her wit and her agility, but if the situation calls for it and she's able to scrounge one up she’s rather good with a bow. The only weapon she has on hand is a short sword that hangs sheathed from the back of her belt that was likely forged in Elsweyr. It was one of the few things found with her when she was found at the doorstep of Honorhall Orphange. Special Abilities: Nala’s especially good at cracking a lock open and working her way around a conversation. She's also incredibly agile and has been known to have cat-like () reflexes. She also doesn’t know when to shut up sometimes.

I'm with Peter on this one. Olivialt is the exact replica of Olivia after all. How the heck is he supposed to know? I'm surprised he figured it out at all.

The reveal trailer really did surprise me with the dragon thing considering they've been missing for quite some time.

Me too.

Congratulations! Man, I can't believe this day has arrived as quick as it did.

Just finished watching both season 1 and 2.... Season 2's finale blew my mind into some unknown place (possibly an alternate world?). I'm really digging this show. All I have to say is:

I've recently picked it up again.

I hope your wife comes through just fine, Rider, and of course BabyFlcnRider. I've been hearing a lot about car wrecks recently and when I heard about this I got a bit worried. Seems everything A-OK though and that's a relief.

Lol, I'll keep everything here in mind. Now for the building up the money part. Thanks DarkRider, Arion, and Echo.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Thanks for the heads up! Later! *Goes to download it*

THEN. I shall wait and see.