#coldharbour

I’m sure someone has already raised this question before, but i was just thinking about my favorite character that just disappeared, Faraniel the wood elf from Coldharbour. The whole questline with her and Tzik’nith feels like a good setup for choosing either of them or both to make follower options. Maybe then you would’ve been able to take her to Valenwood :(

I feel like that would’ve been more organic than the current follower quest system. Someone like Isobel or Bastian was designed with the idea of them being followers first. You know that you’ll save or help them, and they’ll feel indebted to you and offer to follow you around. It’s less like a traveling partner, and more like an assistant. Keep in mind, I like those characters so it’s not shade or anything. As well, it’s hard to make any follower not feel like a pack mule so it’s not that big of a deal.

"Cadwell seems to think this Undercroft is a delightful place. That probably means it's a death trap. We'd better be careful."

It was in short extremely stressful. The place is desolate without any sunlight (or moonlight or starlight) or healthy greenery. You never know how much you miss grass until you don’t get to see it for three weeks. Speaking of that, every surface is hard under your soles, and your feet will hate every step you are going to take. The air is full of ash, prolonged periods of breathing outside become painful. It is chill, not in the refreshing way like an early summer morning, but the clawing way of abandoned houses which gets worse over time despite the temperature not changing. That, or it is too hot to even think about existing.

I suppose that I switched to a forty-hour daily schedule. I say that I suppose that, because in Coldharbour I had no actual means to measure time, and my assumption is based purely on the clash with the day-night cycle and my adopted regime from the first weeks upon my return on Nirn. There was food, mostly meat, my compliments to the chef for not actually presenting it as “pork” with a smirk. Were I a religious person, I would have called that time a lent. Sometimes there were carrots. Carrots were a blessing.

At almost every time I was surrounded by the Worms or daedras, usually the Xivikyns or Dremora. After half a crate of soul gems - Don’t ask me what that is in hours or minutes, I have no idea. I could do twenty-seven crates between two pauses for sleep, do with that information whatever you want - the solitude of my room was the greatest comfort I could imagine at the time. I say “my room” as the requirements of it being a broom closet are to contain at least one broom. Or one anything. Even prison cells have at least the decency to have some bars or maybe a window. This had none of that and if the door was closed, the darkness was so pure that probably not even a Khajiit would be able to see in there. That is a guess, I never had a Khajiit to give it a try. And also it muffled the persistent screaming somewhat.