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Welcome back to the Skyrim Misadventures of Sorbitar. Last week we left off as Sorbitar was given the task of proving himself to the Stormcloaks. Your feedback was great and I enjoyed receiving so many messages from readers. Keep it up!

Some of you also asked if they could make storyline requests. I am more than happy to accept suggestions as long as they stay within the guidelines of Sorbitar’s misadventures, so no killing of innocent people, no quests for the Imperials (Sorbitar is joining the Stormcloaks after all), no stealing or other similar immoral activities. Also, I am playing on the basis that if Sorbitar dies, his misadventures are over. There is no respawning, or reloading a previous saved slot. With that in mind, feel free to send any storyline or quest suggestions my way.

Meanwhile on Serpentstone Isle….

Sorbitar’s travels took him past the Stillborn Cave and the Snow Veil Sanctum – two places he would come back for and explore properly in the near future – to the Bleakcost Island. From there he and his loyal Housecarl, Lydia braved the icy cold waters and swam to Serpentstone Isle. If the Ice Wraith he set out to slay wouldn’t kill him, surely this water would. After what felt like an eternity in the open water, Sorbitar and Lydia reached the shore. They quickly checked their equipment and Sorbitar made sure that he hadn’t lost the poison, Galmar had given to him back in Windhelm.

Lydia, the loyal companion she was, urged Sorbitar to take her with him. He shouldn’t face the Ice Wraith alone. Adament that he would prove his worth to the Stormcloak cause, he ordered Lydia to stay behind. This was something he would have to do alone or not at all. Slowly and on fully alert, Sorbitar crept up the coast line and climbed the hill of ice to glimpse the pillars. Apart from the Serpentstones, there was nothing to see.

Sorbitar lowered his guard and trudged forward. He was beginning to think that Galmar was leading him on, when suddenly a blur of ice flew past him. This must be the Ice Wraith! Before he could raise his shield, the flash of ice struck him from the side, almost knocking him to the ground. Sorbitar quickly coated his axe in the poison given to him by Galmar and waited for the opportune moment. The Ice Wraith hovered a few feet in front of him, clearly willing him on, taunting him but Sorbitar wouldn’t give in. The Wraith charged head on and Sorbitar pulled back his axe, ready to swing it full force into what could only be described as an ethereal frost skull. Not having expected such a tremendous hit, the Ice Wraith began to stagger. Sorbitar didn’t waste any time and shield bashed the beast, only to then strike it down with his axe. He had proven himself. He was Stormcloak material. It was time to make the journey back to Windhelm.

Back in Windhelm there was a lot of talk about mysterious murders striking fear into the citizens of the town. That night, Sorbitar and Lydia stayed at the local Inn when a shouts rang through the streets. Grabbing his axe, Sorbitar rushed outside to see what had happened – another murder victim but this time the culprit was sloppy. Blood trails were leading away from the crime scene and so Sorbitar took it upon himself to solve this crime! When he was but a wee little boy, he used to love being told the stories of Skooby Doodles, his gang of crime solvers and their Mystery Horse Carriage – this could be his big moment as a freelance detective. As Sorbitar followed the trail and unpicked the mystery, it appeared that all evidence pointed to the Court Wizard and his macabre human experiments. With this information at hand, he sought out the Royal Court Adviser and together they arrested the Court Wizard. With him in the dungeons and the town apparently safe once more, everything should have been none. None the less, Sorbitar wasn’t sure that the right man got put behind bars. That Curious Goods dealer seemed a bit shady and clearly seemed to know more than he was letting on. Maybe he would need investigating a bit more in the future.

Now that Sorbitar was finally a Stormcloak, his first mission towards the liberation of Skyrim was about the retrieval of an ancient artifact – the Jagged Crown – from Korvanjund.  This being Sorbitar’s first mission, he was rather excited. Apparently owning and wearing this crown was of symbolic importance in Skyrim. This would show that Ulfric was the true king of Skyrim. A small band of Stormcloaks assembled outside the ruins of Korvanjund when they noticed Imperial Soldiers. Clearly, the Imperials must have had the same idea, or perhaps the Stormcloaks had a spy among them. Having caught the Imperials by surprise, Sorbitar and his troops quickly dispatched of the minor threat and began their descend into the tombs. It was not long until they found themselves outnumbered by angry hordes of Draugr, the zombie cousins of Skyrim. The battle was fierce and many Stormcloaks gave their lives that day but Sorbitar, his Stormcloak friend Ralof and a number of other Stormcloaks seized victory and entered the crown chamber. It was unusually quiet. Too quiet. The crown was sitting on the head of a decomposed Draugr. Sorbitar went over to take it and finish the mission, when suddenly the Draugr moved and the troop of Stormcloaks was ambushed by another horde of these Skyrim Zombies. Sorbitar quickly finished off the lower Draugr minions and then focused his efforts on this Draugr King. To his left and right, Stormcloaks were being struck down by this Draugr beast. Worn out and badly injured, Sorbitar launched a final attempt and stormed towards his opponent. His axe found its target and the Draugr collapsed, un-moving. The crown was theirs.  Sorbitar tried it own to see how it would suit him. Nobody seemed to think it particularly funny. Maybe he wasn’t fit to be a king, so they all set out to Windhelm and bring the crown to Ulfric.

When Sorbitar and his Housecarl Lydia arrived back at Windhelm in the middle of the night, they were greeted by what looked like a mob of peasants frantically fighting a group of well dressed lords. Upon closer inspection, it quickly became clear that Vampires were raiding the city and so it was just in the nick of time that Sorbitar and his housecarl came to the rescue. Unfortunately, after a valiant fight, Lydia was fatally injured. She was a fine companion and it was a sad day for Skyrim. Sorbitar swore that he would take his revenge one day. For now the vampire scourge had been defeated but he knew it wasn’t long before they would strike again. Before the day was out, Sorbitar posted a wanted advertisement for a new Housecarl at the local inn. – he had grown rather accustomed to having a companion at his side. Soon he would find a new soldier to accompany him on his Skyrim adventures.

With the crown returned to Ulfric, Windhelm saved from a ravaging murder and a vampire raid thwarted, Sorbitar decided to seek out his old friend Rolaf in Riverwood. On the way, he thought, he could also stop off at Whiterun and see if he can sell the treasures he had acquired on his adventures.

Find out if Sorbitar hires a new companion and what Skyrim will do about the growing Vampire threat in the next episode of Skyrim: The Misadventures of Sorbitar…

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