An Imperial is I+Night 1

Now here we are! Now that the silly rules and other foolishness are out of the way, we get to the good stuff.

Instead of starting in the sewers, like a lame old adventure, the Main Quest Delayer starts me off on a ship that has just landed in Anvil, and immediately asks for my race, class, and birthsign choices.

Naturally, I pick Imperial, because I'm just that unimaginative, and I like having a charm spell.

For maximum uselessosity, I choose the steed as my birthsign, because I hope I won't be running much.

Major skill picks were pretty *ahem* minor. Ahahahaahaha! Blade, block, speech, mercantile, restoration, heavy armor, and athletics.

So here we have him, in all of his glory. Ladies and Gentlemen: Dunmarik Septius!

I look around, I appear to have just woken up from bed. There's a dining table in the room next to me, which looks like it's made for my room. I take a little bit of the food, but not the cutlery. That would be rude.

Now then, upon getting off the boat, I realize that it's 1 in the freakin' morning, and I need somewhere to sleep. I check out The Flowing Bowl, but neither of the snarky twin elf brothers will rent me a bed. Fine, screw them, I'll see what's on offer in the actual city. Stupid elves.

I see some ingredients floating around, but I lack the alchemy skill to pick some things off a vine, so I don't get anything. Man, this isn't my day. Or....night. Whatever.

I stumble into the gated city, and notice a surprising amount of guards patrolling around. I ask a friendly looking one for directions to a place to sleep. He recommends I travel to an inn called the Counts Arms.

I heed his directions, and find myself looking at a nice Redguard named Wilbur who offers me a room he describes as very nice. But the guy wants 25 gold for a night! I'm not made of money here, man! I've only got 18 gold, an apple, some food I found on the boat, a crappy dagger, and some clothes to my name. Not that he'd buy anything except the apple. Whatever, maybe I can charm him with the voice of the emporer, then see if he'll buy the food so I can sleep for the night. Charming isn't enough, so I start to initiate the persuasion mini game, and instead of pressing start, what do I do but click bribe instead.

"I'll take that, and thank you very much"

Hey, screw you, buddy. You can keep that unintentionally given gold and shove it.

Furious, I step out of the establishment, to find I'm at only 8 gold now, and the previously mentioned items. I decide that I'm going to spend the rest of this awful night scrounging around this stupid town for something, anything, that I can sell. It's not stealing if they leave it outside, or if it's growing outside. Kinda. Good enough for this pissed-off Imperial.

After a harvest of pumpkins, tobacco plants, and a couple grapes, I find it's finally light outside, and I can forge a life for myself in the outside world.