Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

When I woke up again, I was untied and lying on a hard bed. I should be in a cave now. A wooden partition wall encloses a small bedroom. This bandit leader is quite particular. There is a small oil lamp on the bedside table. The dim light makes the room even darker. A low voice came from the shadows: "Are you awake, kid?"

That was Hammer. I quickly searched my body. My clothes were still there and there was no strange feeling in my anus. He probably hadn't done anything to me yet. But... I would rather he did it while I was unconscious. Now that I'm awake, it's not good. Hammer walked to the bedside. His huge figure brought endless pressure. He stretched out his right hand and patted my face. "After cleaning, it's still pretty good."

I secretly complained, "Brother, what are you looking at me with? How could I not know what Rocker looks like? I only knew he was only 21 years old after I possessed his body. Otherwise, I would have believed him if he was 40. How could he be considered handsome?" But after all, I am not Rocker anymore. I don't deserve to be beaten. I quickly begged for mercy, "Please spare my life, please spare my life. I have an old mother at home..." While begging for mercy, I glanced at Hammer Brother's hand. There was a foot-long hair on the back of his hand and forearm, which was shocking. Well, compared to him, Rocker might indeed be considered handsome.

"Boy, whether I'll spare your life or not depends on your next performance." Hammer's hairy big hand pulled down, and my linen clothes broke with a sizzling sound. "You won't need this broken thing in the future. Damn it! Be honest!" Hammer saw that I was going to resist, and raised his hand to slap me. I felt dizzy and lay down resignedly. Forget it, as the old saying goes: "A real man can be straight or bent." Let's save our lives first.

Hammer didn't continue to hit me, but quietly took off his clothes. In the dim light, I saw a big face full of flesh. The consolation was that he had no fangs. "Fortunately, he shouldn't be an orc." But looking at the broad shoulders, the palm-wide fur, and the towering chest under the fur...

Huh? Breasts? This is? A woman?

Hammer brother, no no no, it should be Hammer sister, lowered her body and stared at me, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Rocco... uh... Rocker, Rocker from Loristed." Even when we were being honest, Sister Hammer's aura was still overwhelming, and I didn't even have the courage to make up a lie.

"Serve me well!"

The next moment, I was like Sun Wukong, being pinned down by the Five Elements Mountain of Hammer Sister. This elder sister seemed to be quite good at this. Even though I had no feelings for her humanoid mammoth mentally, my body still honestly began to explore the world that I had only seen on the monitor. "I'm just trying to save my life, not because I'm useless. If Hammer Sister is not happy, she will kill people!" I consoled myself.

Mysterious and profound, the door to all wonders.

My active attack didn't last long. I had just recovered from a serious injury and hadn't eaten anything. I was new to this and my opponent was the fierce hammer sister. Soon my back and waist ached and my legs became weak. But the hammer sister was in high spirits and slapped me left and right to cheer me up. The most annoying thing was that every time she saw me slow down, she would use the battlefield roar while shouting, and then clamp me tightly with her two elephant legs, using my struggle to escape to increase the fun. I don't know how many times I used it. I wondered if this skill can only be used once a day? Is the hammer sister gifted?

I don't know how long it was, I felt that my waist was probably broken, and Hammer Sister was finally satisfied. She patted my swollen face and said, "You are a good boy. I like you. You are not of the same tone as Rolls. The violent orcs are just so-so, not interesting." She fiddled with it for a while, and made sure that my little brother and I were no longer able to fight. Then she exhaled a breath and lay down to rest.

"Hero...ah no, that, big sister...no no no, uh, leader..." I kind of want to know Hammer Sister's name. After all, it's my first time, and I can't not even know who the other person is.

"Just call me Rigel!"

Rigal? Rigal? Strongarm! So I'm in the Pinewood Watchtower. This girl calls herself Little Sabretooth, but her men call her Mammoth. She robbed the custom molds made by the silversmiths of Markarth, which attracted the attention of the Thieves Guild. Although she is a miser, she is also a filial daughter. She never forgets to send money to her father. Unfortunately, both of them have low emotional intelligence, and their relationship is quite tense. This is also what the game is praised for. Even an inconspicuous side quest NPC can outline the character's personality through some small details. In the letter to her father, Rigal said that she was good for nothing except playing with an axe, but the Stormcloaks would not pay her, and she refused to work for the Empire, so she had no choice but to become a bandit. In just a few words, both sides of the civil war were blackened, and the difficulties of ordinary people in troubled times were also revealed.

I didn't dare to show that I was familiar with her. Rigel kept a close eye on her spoils. If she found out that I knew what was in the treasure room, someone might die. In Locke's own memory, he only said that the road between Falkreath and Helgen was not very peaceful, and there were bandits who robbed and killed people, without too many details. But I knew the details through the game. The pinewood watchtower was a farmhouse on the surface, but in fact it was a huge den of thieves underground. Rigel arranged a sentry in the direction of Falkreath, and someone passing by would drop rocks. Falkreath is the southern gate of Skyrim. Many merchants from Cyrodiil would pass by here. Her harvest was very good, and the treasure room was full of golden light, which was dazzling.

Now I have completely entered the sage time. While the saber-toothed mammoth tiger is resting, I can take stock of my situation.