After finishing Bioshock, I went to the next game on my Steam Library that I haven't played yet: Skyrim. Well...
First thing is, I've only played RPGs where you're encouraged to loot everything in sight. As a result, before finishing the tutorial area, I was overloaded and had to start dumping off excess stuff. Cue my little brother laughing hysterically when he saw a massive pile of wooden bowls, wooden ladles, tankards, clothing, shoes, gloves, baskets, buckets, cast-iron skillets of various sizes, brooms, and other various trash come exploding out of my character like the world's most environmentally-unfriendly bomb.
Of course, that wasn't enough to kill old habits, and I started excusing my continual stripping of corpses as simply doing it on principle. He then lost it entirely all over again after I explained that the people who wanted me executed, if they were still looking for me after the dragon attack, would probably catch up to me very easily by following the bloody trail of naked people.
Let's see... Shortly after that, I made it to the first town. Still in a looting state of mind, I came across a chicken on the road, and killed it for meat. I then noticed a message in the corner of the screen stating that there was now a 40 Gold bounty on my head. I made a mental note to be more careful of what I did. Later, after spending a bit of time wandering around outside of town, I came back in the middle of the night to find four people all at once trying to brutally murder me for what I assume was for murdering the chicken earlier. I barely scraped through, and immediately proceeded to strip down the four would-be killers to their underwear like every other person I've come across. Once again, Alex was in hysterics for this, especially after seeing a random woman wander into town and coming across their looted corpses. I don't know if her shock was from seeing the dead bodies, or the fact that they had been stripped clean of every stitch on them.
I went back to my original goal of doing the store-owner's quest and getting his golden dragon claw back from thieves on the mountain. I finally found a path up said mountain, and was killed by a group of necromancers who managed to freeze me to death. Of course, considering the state all the local corpses were in by then, I suppose there would have been more humiliating ways to go.


