Bathory the Ancient Vampyre, Nereverine, Daedric Champion, Dovah-Kiin, Arch mage, High Queen Ruler of Skyrim. Her ascent took cunning, political plotting, and an army of undead spilling out of Blackreach on her command. With Azura’s Bow, she pierced the Blood Sun over Skyrim. One by one, each city fell to their knees before her. She made a deal to rule Skyrim alongside the Aldmeri Dominion, as long as they helped the Falmer return to the former glory of the Snow Elves. But in her rise to power, Bathory found something wrong with her world. It was all just a game. Finding the greatest heights she could win in this world being too little a feat, like the Dwemer, she found CHIM, and awoke, never to be seen in Skyrim again.

I must have spent a hundred hours and more with Bathory. We tread over every square foot of Skyrim. Completed every quest. Took everything worth taking. It was a great journey. I filled two journals with maps, Draconic translations, Dwemer illustrations, recipes, and more. Skyrim was a milestone in gaming, technologies colliding to bring a masterpiece. And that was 8 years ago. I can’t wait to see what Bethesda has in store next.

If you’d like to have a gander at Bathory’s various musings, have at.