Ha ha ha! Oh my goodness, it would be a Werewolf wonderland! Alas, I must use this damn "restraint" so often it hurts! Alls I want to do is ravage gentle townsfolk with my teef and claws, is that really so bad?
The regret that first comes to mine is... killing Lydia. Yeah, she's not the most colorful or intersting companion, but she was my
FIRST! And being a fleshy mage at the time, I really needed her help. She and whatever I happened to summon at the time were el teamo supremo number one! And, she let me practice my Heal Other spell on her. Oh Lydia, why did you have to stray so close to my fireballs? Let's get real, I killed her many, many times--all of them by accident. But there was finally an instance where I didn't feel like reloading from before the battle. After a save here and a save there, her "
deadness" became irreversible... and a teensy tiny part of me died inside. I miss you, Lydia. Not so much your smart-ass remarks, but your sword and shield.
Oh well! C'mon J'Zargo, time's a-wastin'!