Skyrim Tales: Chela has a Voice

Bad luck and bad decisions...

( Chela and a Series of Unfortunate Events. )

Screenshots later, when I have some more time.

Skyrim: Chela Pics

Sneaking through the wilderness, hiding from hostile people, hostile wildlife, and hostile dragons.

Sharing meat with wild wolves, huddling by a fire at night. (Then a sabrecat savaged her and the wolves just before dawn. Sigh.)

Dragon in the distance. Dragon SCARY.

Finally made it to Ivarstead! Warming up in the inn while wearing the clothes of a dead man. Again.

Making her way stealthily up the 7000 (fortunately less than that) steps to High Hrothgar.

Oh hello, werewolf. I am also a werewolf.

The last pic, by the way, came about because Chela'd decided to take a few days to center herself. Find a cave for shelter, live off the land for a while. The first cave she found was wayyy too big and had already been claimed by a fellow werewolf. He didn't seem interested in fully clearing the cave, so Chela took care of that and brought him a ton of meat from a captive bear and sabrecat that'd she'd found (and killed).

She's gonna find another cave to live in, though. Let the other guy have THAT cave.