#breezehome

[mukuuji]

chillin' in the bedroom

[scribeofskyrim]

Middas, 25th of Last Seed, 4E 201

I can’t believe that I’m writing this journal entry at my dining room table.

MY table, in MY house!

I’ve broken down crying more than once, and each time I’ve had to reassure Lydia that I’m all right.

I had to explain to her that a house in the Capitol would be impossible for someone like me. A house like this would cost at least ten times what I paid for it, not to mention the furnishings. Even if I’d somehow come into enough money, no one would even sell to someone like me. I had no real job, no family, no connections, no status… People like me just don’t own much to begin with, and we just accept that we never will.

Lydia was shocked and even got angry – Girl’s got a quick temper – about how unfair it was. Here in Skyrim, any citizen in good standing can buy or build within a hold, name or connections be damned. If you have the gold and aren’t a troublemaker, why should anyone have a problem with it? Being a Thane just gave me first pick, better prices, and prime building spots.

She said that if I went far enough away from a hold’s center, which doesn’t take long, no one would care if I just built myself a house. Plenty of people do that, and the little homesteads turn into large farms, inns, apothecaries, trading posts, or whatever they want. It’s risky and a lot of hard work, but doable enough.

I know I’ve only been in Skyrim for a week or so, but I’m liking it more and more here.

I hope Drusilla is doing as well as I am. She probably is. She’s got a good head on her shoulders and a quick hand. Not as good a talker as me, but she’s sweet and pretty enough for Dibella to take notice of her. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s lost count of her marriage proposals already! It wouldn’t be the first time.

I would write about today’s journey back to Whiterun, but there’s not much to tell.

The only real bit of Adventure happened as soon as we got out of Swindler’s Den. We stepped into the light, and were immediately covered in the shadow of a dragon circling overhead.

We froze. Lydia couldn’t take her eyes off it. She’d never seen one before, and this one makes three too many for me. It was small and green, and it didn’t notice us, so I looked around for a safe path out of there.

I heard it roaring, and I heard more roaring in the distance, almost like it was answering.

There was another dragon, far off and circling a mountain.

This makes FOUR dragons, and I am NOT looking forward to my next one.

I had to grab Lydia by the pauldron and practically drag her away. She kept whispering that there were two of them. I think she was in shock.

She snapped out of it as soon as we were over the rise of the hill past the Shrine, because that’s when two bandits rushed us from out of nowhere. I didn’t have time to get any weapons out or a spell ready, so…

I Shouted.

The bandits fell back down the hillside, which gave me enough time to get my axe and my spells ready. I think the Shout surprised Lydia, too, because she didn’t jump in until the lead bandit was back on his feet.

They weren’t hard to take care of, but the Shouting thing did make Lydia look at me funny for a while. I wonder if she doubted that I could do it, and didn’t feel it was her place to ask for proof.

I didn’t know where the road was, so we went to the next little hill to see what we could see. There was some kind of ruin up there, and when we got to the top there were three skeletons armed and ready to attack us! They were easier than the zombies I faced beforehand, and when I commented on it, Lydia told me the Nords call those undead Dragur.

Dragur. That fits better than Zombie.

I noticed a light behind some nearby carvings that looked like ones I’d seen in the Barrow, so I went to take a look. There were two dead mages in black robes slumped around and over an altar covered in tools, blood and bones. There were candles around, still lit.

Idiots. I’m no conjurer, but even I know that two vs. three is bad odds.

We could see that the road was nearby, so we took what we could and set off on our way back to Whiterun. The rest of the journey was quiet, and we were back in the city by dinner time. I sold off all of our excess loot, and went to the Bannered Mare to tell Iman that Kematu was dead.

She was happy that we’d succeeded, and gave us 500 gold for the trouble!

That put us at 5526 gold. More than enough for a house and some furnishings.

I ran to Dragonsreach as fast as I could. Proventus was in his usual spot by the Jarl, and gave me the key to Breezehome.

My home.

Gods, I’m going to start crying again. I’ve never had a place I could call HOME before. I mean, I used the word, but I’ve never felt it. It still feels like a dream to me.

I bought some furnishings, too. A bedroom and a kitchen, to start. That leaves us with 70-something gold, but I don’t care.

I have a home. A real one that’s mine.

I’m going to stop now before I start crying and smudge up the ink again. I’m going to eat a sweetroll, drink some wine, and go sleep in my very own bed.

[ravnloft]

sigg's breezehome 🌾🌞💛

[putting-chell-in-places]

Put chell in Breezehome

[genesisreach]

My personal ranking of homes in Skyrim:

Lakeview Manor: Easily #1. Fairly secluded with a wonderful view of Lake Ilinalta. In the woods, so you can go hunting right out your front door. However, troubles include a neighboring conjurer (possible necromancer?), occasional bandits, and occasional giant.

Breezehome: #2. Would place at #1 if not for LM's seclusion. The OG starter home. Whiterun as a whole is beautiful. Farms and wild game all around so you don't have to worry too much about food. Very competent and wise government with Balgruuf as Jarl. Just don't get involved in the Grey-Mane/Battle-Born dispute. Trust me. Also, house is made of wood and in a dry environment. Be wary of stray flames.

Heljarchen Hall: #3. Basically on Whiterun/Pale border. Again, be wary of flames. Wide, open land so you can hunt fairly well. Or start a farm (Heljarchen Farm mod is right beside Heljarchen Hall).

Proudspire Manor: #4. Beautiful architecture. In Solitude, so you are arguably in the safest city. Real-estate price is egregiously high, though. Politics are fairly mild aside from the war, and Falk is a pretty competent steward. Just avoid Erikur at all costs. 100% recommend attending the Burning of King Olaf festival.

Windstad Manor: #5. Hjaalmarch is mostly swamp to the North and snowy mountains to the South. Windstad Manor is on the Northern end of the swamps on the coast, so be ready for exceptionally cold winters. Beautiful view of Solitude and the Sea of Ghosts, though. (Additionally, neighboring the Windstad Mine mod area.) Be wary because it has the High Gate Ruins on one side and Ustengrav on the other. The swamp is also filled with frostbite spiders and the occasional chaurus.

Severin Manor: #6. Large, spacious interior with wonderful Dunmer architecture. All utilities you could need. House Redoran is a fairly competent local government. However, almost no work since the mine closed. Ash is everywhere from Red Mountain, so be sure to have something to cover your mouth and nose. Also, try not to wake up working on some strange shrines against your will.

Hjerim: #7. Beautiful architecture. Windhelm as a whole has wonderful architecture and rich history. However, it is very cold and the other residents are very unpleasant. If you're looking for an empathetic population, do not come to Windhelm. Additionally, beware of a killer on the loose.

Honeyside: #8. Only below Hjerim due to the presence of the Thieves Guild and the Black-Briars in Riften. Otherwise, very nice home. Back door leads right out the the shore of Lake Honrich, so prime fishing spot. Most likely humid with occasional rotting wood, though.

Vlindrel Hall: #9. Dwemer architecture is fascinating. However, doesn't really have anything else going for it. Forsworn are all throughout the Reach, including inside Markarth (don't let the guards lie to you). The Silver-Bloods are arguably worse than the Black-Briars. More likely to get killed than in Windhelm, and more likely to end up in prison than Riften. Plus, Thalmor actively reside in Understone Keep. Avoid Markarth unless absolutely necessary.

Winterhold: No home in Winterhold. Residence at the College doesn't count. 0/10.

[nerevar-quote-and-star]

Leara Rose-blade: Like, I don't wanna own real estate.

Balgruuf the Greater, trying to get the Dragonborn to own property on the city: You don't?

Leara Rose-blade: Sir, no way!

Leara Rose-blade: Do you know how many creepy people I've met that do weird things just for a piece of land?

[padzi]

I collected all the Dragon Priest Masks not knowing what they did. Hid them in a drawer at the Breezehome and forgot about them. Only a lot of time later I learned their purpose. Took me only 12 years.

[helgiafterdark]

[somemaycallthisjunk]

sophie and lucia wanted to show their pet fox to lars and mila

[theeldergoals]

Details - HS Breezehome Overhaul

[mukuuji]

Wip! at breezehome

[umbracirrus]

I feel like Lydia would wear glasses when reading. Idk why, I just do.

[macrotiis]

Went to the space observatory with Gwen & when we were in the planetarium & they were explaining the constellations, I lost my shit & couldn't stop laughing bc they were playing skyrim music while telling us about the stars.

[sweet-milky-tea705]

Skyrimmmm

[loserelf]

idk if anything will beat the farkas and vilkas husband options. for me. like theres nothing better. are you kidding