You know what’s wrong with Skyrim these days? Everyone is obsessed with death. With dragons flying around burning villages to dust, the Civil War tearing families apart, the Dark Brotherhood enacting bloody vengeance on all who dare to call upon the Sweet Mother, it’s no wonder the people of Skyrim are so uptight. Death is their living, and they live their lives to the fullest.
After the long hard days of dragonslaying, war, brawling, even the bards like to kick back and relax… And in my game, they all do it in their loincloths.
There’s no denying the men of Skyrim are some the hottest imaginary men ever created.