Based pretty much 100% on my reaction to playing the newest Skyrim DLC. After hearing all of the kids' heartbreaking circumstances, I wanted to adopt ALL the children. However, I think the game makes it so I can only adopt two. In the end, I ended up taking in the two girls, Lucia (green) and Sofie (red) because their situations were more hopeless. At least the boys are learning a trade...
See what Skyrim made me do? I'm talking about the ethical dilemma of virtually adopting video game children! DAH!
Day 8 of Art challenge, a day late. Day 9 is probably going to be submitted tomorrow, oh well.
Crap title is crap.
This is how I play Skyrim. I run into creepy dungeons, praying that there aren't too many high-leveled baddies, and try to cut my way through them by swinging my sword and hoping to hit someone. Leroy Jenkins would be proud.
Anyway, most of the time it doesn't really work too well.
Ah, and Cicero is always there, faithfully taking people out with his warhammer. Bless him.
And yeah, in the third panel, the random guy there looks like an amputee. He's not, I assure you.