The Silver Hand call themselves werewolf hunters. As Skyrim's most badass werewolf, it's only natural I pay them a visit. The hunter has become the hunted. They are so screwed...
So, congratulations to me. I'm a werewolf now. Aela doesn't seem too bothered I've devoured a few townsfolk. I'm standing there, clad in nothing but underwear and already she has a task for me.
So, congratulations to me. I'm a werewolf now. Aela doesn't seem too bothered I've devoured a few townsfolk. I'm standing there, clad in nothing but underwear and already she has a task for me.
Silver who? Ahh, the Silver Hand, a group of werewolf hunters. I'm tasked with clearing out their camp.
Remember how I said being a werewolf was awesome? That hasn't changed. It's morphin' time!
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The first of the Silver Hand is knocked to the ground. Look at those screenshots. He's trying to kick me in the crotch! Remeber the Bro code. Never kick a guy in the crotch.
I proceed to emphasise how important this rule is.
He's as good as dead but Aela feels the need to join in and make things even more unfair. Why not turn into a werewolf while you're at it, honey? I like my girls to be hirsute.
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