This has to be the worst follower ever. I'm using the I&A Collection (very nice so far) and I'm going to Bleak Falls Barrow but in trying to get into Camilla's knickers I pissed off Faendal and Jenassa in Whiterun is too expensive and I'll need every last Septim to buy Breezehome so I chose this guy. He only seemed to serve two purposes, he provides a light spell which he does very well and he serves as an early warning system because every time he senses a drauger or a skeever he screams and runs the other way so I know it's time to brace for an attack. It was like trying get through a dungeon with my little sister.
Boy I'm not going to make that mistake again .......
(Anyone taking the above seriously has no sense of humor)
He's Creator of I&A and I&E Collections , He is added him byself game. If you angry waiting new bug fixes then slap him ass. He added his generic to the game since people made up for their mistakes by hitting or injuring him. Thats it. You can call like a joke.
Hi, I had downloaded the 'Immersive and Pure' collection, and I thought I should give some feedback on this particular mod that was included.
After a few days of adventuring as Talimor the Half-Dragon, I decided could use some company, as I had begun to steer into a healing, paladin-esque playstyle. While I was searching Riverwood for that elf that unwittingly gives me free archery lessons, I passed by this incredibly clean yet unassuming NPC I had never seen before. Naturally, I talked to him, only to discover that this "Canberk" fellow was already perfectly willing to come with me on my quest to retrieve a long-lost poem in an undead crypt.
"What a fine lad." Talimor thinks to himself. "Canberk must have a true adventurer's spirit, and together I have no doubt that we will have the journey of a lifetime."
After preparing him with a set of armor and a sturdy halberd, we set off toward the mountains near where the poem was rumored to have been lost. Not long into our journey, we were set upon by a group of unruly bandits, attempting to pass themselves off as the Imperial soldiers that were clearly lying dead not 5 feet from them.
"Our first true test of valor!" Talimor declares. "Let us purge these ruffians and bring peace to this road!"
Talimor charges into battle, shield raised and mace at the ready. As the first bandit's weapon clashes with my own, I enter a state of total focus, matching my shield to the enemy's axe, and retaliating in kind with my own swings. I'm forced to step back as the second bandit, the clear leader of the group wielding an Orcish Warhammer, closes the distance and adds to the barrage of blows. I do my best to withstand them and seek an opening to respond, but my stamina is quickly running thin. Flames come flying from over a small ledge, as a third bandit reveals itself from the distance. I have no choice but to fully retreat.
As I turn to run, I recall that I had a companion with me. Canberk! Where is he? Had the bandits already bested him? No, I saw none besides the 3 in front of me, and his body was nowhere to be found.
It was soon after I started fleeing, as I was running alongside the shoal of a river, that I saw Canberk. Crouching behind a large rock, cowering in fear.
At first, I was angry. I had allowed Canberk to come with me! I had supplied him with my second-finest set of armor and weapons! I had intended to have someone fight by my side as equals...and partners. I had been made a fool.
I let that fury take over my actions, as I turned back around to my assailants. Reaching into my pockets and chugging multitudes of potions, I re-armed myself and sprinted toward my initial foe, knocking him unconscious in a definitive blow. As I endured the flames engulfing my body, I had forsaken all use of my shield in favor of a frenzy of blows from my mace. The bandit leader was caught by surprise from this newfound aggression, quickly becoming overwhelmed and meeting the same fate as his subordinate. As he dropped, the bandit mage began to step back, continuing her onslaught of flames in a futile attempt to stop my bloodthirsty charge.
Several minutes passed in uncomfortable silence between me and Canberk. As I went between the bodies, claiming the spoils of battle, he stood some distance away from me, aware of the danger we had both been in. After a moment to collect his thought, Talimor finally understood.
"You know, Canberk" Talimor spoke calmly "It's true that there's a world of adventure out there. Treasure, stories, long-lost history... there are experiences out there in Skyrim unlike anything else; Far more exciting and life-changing then any tale out of a book or a bard."
"But... not everyone can live out those stories. There are some out there who lack the strength, or the wisdom...or the courage, to go out and have those adventures for themselves. For people that lack in those things...it's best for them to stay home."
As Canberk understood his dismissal and turned away to walk back to Riverwood, Talimor had a thought. An idea. A solution.
"...Thankfully" Talimor started, causing Canberk to pause "There's a cure for cowardice, and I know just where we can go to get it."
The two fast-traveled to the College of Winterhold, where Talimor purchased the Courage spell for 300 gold. Afterwords, they set out to retrieve the lost poem of Olaf One-Eyed, deep within a Draugr crypt. It was filled to the brim with undead, traps, and danger around every corner.
I was about to suggest this myself. He looks like you, only fair that he sounds like you. Plus I love Dad jokes! Would download and endorse in a heartbeat!
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Yes. Even though he is probably going to die alone.
Where do I sign up? I don't know that I need this mod so much!
Boy I'm not going to make that mistake again .......
(Anyone taking the above seriously has no sense of humor)
PS: I am brazilian, maybe it's some local meme
thank you for your mod
After a few days of adventuring as Talimor the Half-Dragon, I decided could use some company, as I had begun to steer into a healing, paladin-esque playstyle. While I was searching Riverwood for that elf that unwittingly gives me free archery lessons, I passed by this incredibly clean yet unassuming NPC I had never seen before. Naturally, I talked to him, only to discover that this "Canberk" fellow was already perfectly willing to come with me on my quest to retrieve a long-lost poem in an undead crypt.
"What a fine lad." Talimor thinks to himself. "Canberk must have a true adventurer's spirit, and together I have no doubt that we will have the journey of a lifetime."
After preparing him with a set of armor and a sturdy halberd, we set off toward the mountains near where the poem was rumored to have been lost. Not long into our journey, we were set upon by a group of unruly bandits, attempting to pass themselves off as the Imperial soldiers that were clearly lying dead not 5 feet from them.
"Our first true test of valor!" Talimor declares. "Let us purge these ruffians and bring peace to this road!"
Talimor charges into battle, shield raised and mace at the ready. As the first bandit's weapon clashes with my own, I enter a state of total focus, matching my shield to the enemy's axe, and retaliating in kind with my own swings. I'm forced to step back as the second bandit, the clear leader of the group wielding an Orcish Warhammer, closes the distance and adds to the barrage of blows. I do my best to withstand them and seek an opening to respond, but my stamina is quickly running thin. Flames come flying from over a small ledge, as a third bandit reveals itself from the distance. I have no choice but to fully retreat.
As I turn to run, I recall that I had a companion with me. Canberk! Where is he? Had the bandits already bested him? No, I saw none besides the 3 in front of me, and his body was nowhere to be found.
It was soon after I started fleeing, as I was running alongside the shoal of a river, that I saw Canberk. Crouching behind a large rock, cowering in fear.
At first, I was angry. I had allowed Canberk to come with me! I had supplied him with my second-finest set of armor and weapons! I had intended to have someone fight by my side as equals...and partners. I had been made a fool.
I let that fury take over my actions, as I turned back around to my assailants. Reaching into my pockets and chugging multitudes of potions, I re-armed myself and sprinted toward my initial foe, knocking him unconscious in a definitive blow. As I endured the flames engulfing my body, I had forsaken all use of my shield in favor of a frenzy of blows from my mace. The bandit leader was caught by surprise from this newfound aggression, quickly becoming overwhelmed and meeting the same fate as his subordinate. As he dropped, the bandit mage began to step back, continuing her onslaught of flames in a futile attempt to stop my bloodthirsty charge.
Several minutes passed in uncomfortable silence between me and Canberk. As I went between the bodies, claiming the spoils of battle, he stood some distance away from me, aware of the danger we had both been in. After a moment to collect his thought, Talimor finally understood.
"You know, Canberk" Talimor spoke calmly "It's true that there's a world of adventure out there. Treasure, stories, long-lost history... there are experiences out there in Skyrim unlike anything else; Far more exciting and life-changing then any tale out of a book or a bard."
"But... not everyone can live out those stories. There are some out there who lack the strength, or the wisdom...or the courage, to go out and have those adventures for themselves. For people that lack in those things...it's best for them to stay home."
As Canberk understood his dismissal and turned away to walk back to Riverwood, Talimor had a thought. An idea. A solution.
"...Thankfully" Talimor started, causing Canberk to pause "There's a cure for cowardice, and I know just where we can go to get it."
The two fast-traveled to the College of Winterhold, where Talimor purchased the Courage spell for 300 gold. Afterwords, they set out to retrieve the lost poem of Olaf One-Eyed, deep within a Draugr crypt. It was filled to the brim with undead, traps, and danger around every corner.
And it was a wonderful adventure.