I'd encourage all to try and make funnies with Idiot Elf. That's where her real personality shines through and where she's best used! Posting pictures to the mod page is also highly appreciated!
Not Idiot herself, but some Thalmor justiciars, thus compatriots, maybe even relatives of her: My char and Idiot are riding northeast from Falkreath towards Riverwood, keeping some distance to those Thalmor - erm, gentlemen? - before them, as their group passes that small bridge ambush across the road we all know. Rocks get released which, together with some arrows, ask for 2 victims among the Thalmors. My char helps to get rid of the robbers on the bridge. The remaining Thalmor looks at his dead colleagues, halfway buried under some rocks and peppered with arrows, then asks "Who was that?" No comment from Idiot. My char hardly manages to not burst out laughing. Looks like those snooty Thalmor got no real understanding of causality...
Finally, my char has given up on hoping Idiot could be any substantial help in his quests, so after a looong time he has hired Lydia to accompany him. Having - in spite of all that has happened! - developed a caring attitude towards Idiot, he still lets her trail along with them. O.K., they are infiltrating Treva´s Watch, slowly and silently advancing through the tunnels and carefully avoiding the traps. Almost. My char and Lydia going ahead up front, Idiot at the back. "Clank!" "Squeak! Ouch!" Lydia, sighing: "Hey Idiot, you really DO like bruised ankles from bear traps? That´s the fourth one you triggered in here." Idiot: "Hey, why should I look out for them? There´s no way bears could be in here!" My char facepalms hard, then prepares some healing magic...
Sorry, NSFW. Thus, no pictures: My char is en route northwest from Sunderstone Gorge, together with Idiot. A nice, warm day and Idiot and my char are getting quite frisky. O.K., nobody around to complain, so let´s get at it. Passion burning hot and high, which obviously attracts Vuljotnaak himself who apparently feels compelled to add his bit of heat to it: "ROOOAAAARRR!" Looks like Dibella protects them, as it almost does not harm the lovers and when everything is gone the way mother nature intends it, my rather advanced char makes quick work of Vuljotnaak. So far what really happened. The following events and lines were imagined by me: Probably Idiot, in her very own way to see - which means to completely ignore - the obvious facts of life: "OH. WHOW! I did not know you can be such a fiery lover. I never felt like this before" My char would like to facepalm hard, but the burnt skin on his face and hands prevents him to...
We should find out, if this had a precursor in Skyrim: http://paper-replika.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=9577:anti-selfie-and-anti-stupid-tablets-papercraft&catid=45&Itemid=207362 Maybe we could create one... ;-)
One more: My char is getting some mudcrab meat for supper, so he and Idiot go out to a rivulet close to Whiterun. Alrighty, a big mudcrab is sitting there, clearly visible from some distance, pretending to be a rock. My char roasts it with some flame magic (only way not to make it disappear after being killed) and Idiot asks: "Where did THAT come from?" My char facepalms hard...
Wow - that is very close isn't it. Never come across Arweden before. I guess there are only so many combinations you can have in the character creation. Idiot has basically looked like this since the game launched back in 2011. So just a coincidence. But what a great character.
I don´t think it´s a matter of a limited number of "combinations" or rather possible presets that can be exported into NPCs. It´s rather that most people prefer playing as Imperials, Bretons or Redguards, follwoed by High Elves and Dark Elves, with Khajiit and Argonians lagging a long distance behind.- Because they are so exotic. BTW: I have been playing bearded male breton archers and destruction wizards since 2012, so I am no exception. *blush* So, to get more presets, we should give those Elves more love and play them. They deserve it.
Hi Reimar, it´s not Newgull, but Mewgull or "Mew Gull" which is a kind of gull (latin name Larus Canus) and also the name of a beautiful british pre-war racing aircraft. I am fond of both birds and old aircraft, thus the nick.
Had a situation with her yesterday: My toon was clearing out a cave way up North, everything ice and snow. O.K., all enemies killed, but that dratted elf wouldn´t stop throwing flame magic, thus effectively blocking the way out. Voices inside my head add some dialogue: My toon: "Stop it, we´re finished!" Elf: "But it´s so cold in here." My toon: "You´re going to melt that cave!" Tries to move across the flames. Elf: "Hey, you are smelling like burnt fur." My toon facepalms hard, in utter desperation: "Aaargh! Why, o why just did I ever sack Vilja ... for HER?!"
Hehe, NPCs usually get stuck using magic like that even when the enemies are dead. Vanilla bug I suggest you get Vilja back. You can have Idiot follow Vilja. That way you will have to deal with less stupidity
Hilarious premise, yes. Inigo and Sofia level is not on the table. We are looking into adding repurposed vanilla dialogue and similar but no custom voicing is planned at this stage.
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Posting pictures to the mod page is also highly appreciated!
No comment from Idiot. My char hardly manages to not burst out laughing.
Looks like those snooty Thalmor got no real understanding of causality...
Finally, my char has given up on hoping Idiot could be any substantial help in his quests, so after a looong time he has hired Lydia to accompany him. Having - in spite of all that has happened! - developed a caring attitude towards Idiot, he still lets her trail along with them. O.K., they are infiltrating Treva´s Watch, slowly and silently advancing through the tunnels and carefully avoiding the traps. Almost. My char and Lydia going ahead up front, Idiot at the back.
"Clank!" "Squeak! Ouch!"
Lydia, sighing: "Hey Idiot, you really DO like bruised ankles from bear traps? That´s the fourth one you triggered in here."
Idiot: "Hey, why should I look out for them? There´s no way bears could be in here!"
My char facepalms hard, then prepares some healing magic...
My char is en route northwest from Sunderstone Gorge, together with Idiot. A nice, warm day and Idiot and my char are getting quite frisky. O.K., nobody around to complain, so let´s get at it. Passion burning hot and high, which obviously attracts Vuljotnaak himself who apparently feels compelled to add his bit of heat to it: "ROOOAAAARRR!" Looks like Dibella protects them, as it almost does not harm the lovers and when everything is gone the way mother nature intends it, my rather advanced char makes quick work of Vuljotnaak.
So far what really happened. The following events and lines were imagined by me:
Probably Idiot, in her very own way to see - which means to completely ignore - the obvious facts of life: "OH. WHOW! I did not know you can be such a fiery lover. I never felt like this before"
My char would like to facepalm hard, but the burnt skin on his face and hands prevents him to...
Sorry for delayed response. Been a busy Christmas for me here.
Linking it here: https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/images/743004
Maybe we could create one... ;-)
My char facepalms hard...
You have a knack for this.
I guess there are only so many combinations you can have in the character creation.
Idiot has basically looked like this since the game launched back in 2011. So just a coincidence.
But what a great character.
BTW: I have been playing bearded male breton archers and destruction wizards since 2012, so I am no exception. *blush*
So, to get more presets, we should give those Elves more love and play them. They deserve it.
it´s not Newgull, but Mewgull or "Mew Gull" which is a kind of gull (latin name Larus Canus) and also the name of a beautiful british pre-war racing aircraft. I am fond of both birds and old aircraft, thus the nick.
Cracking nick name then.
My toon was clearing out a cave way up North, everything ice and snow. O.K., all enemies killed, but that dratted elf wouldn´t stop throwing flame magic, thus effectively blocking the way out.
Voices inside my head add some dialogue: My toon: "Stop it, we´re finished!" Elf: "But it´s so cold in here." My toon: "You´re going to melt that cave!" Tries to move across the flames. Elf: "Hey, you are smelling like burnt fur." My toon facepalms hard, in utter desperation: "Aaargh! Why, o why just did I ever sack Vilja ... for HER?!"
...Hey, wait a second...!