Doesn't he know I'm the Dragonborn? That basically means I can do whatever I want. 'Haha, motherfucker' I screamed as I hopped into the saddle and disappeared into the Riften countryside, leaving Letrush in my dust, dagger drawn and blood crazed. Anything unique I crave, so a unique horse is like crack. It's a cool white stallion, super fast with an awesome name. I thought there would be no problem, so I stole it. Not by stabbing or exploding or a legion of guards swarming him with axes and swords and a million arrows.Īnd that's fine until the quest he gives you allows you to steal his horse, making him hostile. He's marked as essential, therefore cannot be killed by any normal means. At least, that's what I thought.īut Louis Letrush, fucking Louis fucking Letrush.
It was so simple: Track down a few documents, steal a horse and ride off into the sunset.
It's been five days now and he's still chasing me.
