Soooo, in today's news: After nearly 2 months of lycanthropic fun I stopped being a lady werewolf (by means of burning a witch's head on a fire). I also got married (er, to another lady werewolf. Clearly she's got an eye for the ladies, which is, yknow, fine) in a ceremony attended by my two adopted children. I also hired a bard for my house, did a bit of improvement work on my knife and bow down the smithy, and asked my steward to buy me a new cow and some chickens, to replace the ones that bastarding wolf ate. Tomorrow I think I might try to become a vampire.
Skyrim also involves dungeons and dragons and trolls and suchlike, but only if you want it to