Skyrim Emergency Hotline/Therapy/Waffle Delivery

[Wolfking]

Skyrim is a dangerous and traumatic place. Many things can go wrong in your travels. When these things occur, and they will, visit this discussion. Whether you or a family member are in grave danger, or perhaps you just need a friend to talk to, this is the channel for you, with our team of experts.
P.S. We do not deliver waffles.

 

[khazan99]

(I was told there would be waffles; perhaps I was misinformed.)

I have a bit of a problem: my housecarl (let's call her, oh...say.... "Lydia") has become unresponsive and refuses to leave her my room. She spends her days slouched in a chair, compulsively eating a loaf of bread. Attempts to persuade her to perhaps have a nice lie-down in her own room have failed. She's listless and depressed, and I'm at my wits end. Help!

 

[Wolfking]

(I was told there would be waffles; perhaps I was misinformed.)

I have a bit of a problem: my housecarl (let's call her, oh...say.... "Lydia") has become unresponsive and refuses to leave her my room. She spends her days slouched in a chair, compulsively eating a loaf of bread. Attempts to persuade her to perhaps have a nice lie-down in her own room have failed. She's listless and depressed, and I'm at my wits end. Help!

Hello. My name Is Casik, leader of this group, and I handle talking.

My guess would be that "Lydia" is suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Perhaps there was some stressful situation in which the two of you were involved?
Another possibility is that she has repressed feelings for you, and doesn't fully understand how to express these feelings, so places herself in a situation where you might inquire so she doesn't have to bring it up herself.
She might even be suffering from Skooma dependency.
In any case, I feel you need to speak with her about why she's doing what she's doing. If you need someone to come talk to her, just request someone from my team you think could help. If she still refuses to leave, we will escort her to the dungeon for you.

Thanks, spread the word.

P.S. We do deliver waffles, as long as you don't mind a bit of rotting flesh.(Chuckles delivers the waffles.)

 

[Wolfking]

Note. Many people have problems they don't even know about. Feel free to share any stories or interesting tales from Skyrim, and we will review them and let you know if we feel you made a bad decision, or need therapy.

 

[Janus3003]

Well met. I am known by many names, but you may call me THE DRAGONBORN.
Upon a beautiful day I passed through the city of Solitude. A young girl approached me, an expression of distraught confusion upon her face.
"Papa says I won't see Roggvir anymore, but he won't tell me why," she confessed. Clearly she was so emotionally troubled that she felt the need to share her plight with perfect strangers. Little did she know of the power within this particular stranger!
I decided to answer her dilemma in a marvelous fashion. I opened the console, and with a few keystrokes I brought forth Roggvir, alive and well. He seemed confused by what had just happened, but the little girl was greatly excited.
However, I was not finished. I could not allow this girl to believe that life would be so yielding to her all throughout life. I had shown her mercy by bringing Roggvir back, but justice demanded that the balance of life be restored.
Therefore, I unsheathed my blade and struck down Roggvir before the girl's eyes.
She was shocked, of course. I wiped clean my sword and returned it to its sheath. I looked down upon the trembling girl and taught her an important principle:
"With a keystroke, the Dragonborth giveth. With a click, he taketh away." I bid her adieu and left Solitude.

So, pass judgment upon this situation, if you will. I await your verdict.

 

[Wolfking]

-I feel that your motives were right, the girl definitely needed comfort, but she couldn't live under a delusion that life would be so yielding.
However, I think that the message you may have accidentally given her was that she couldn't trust anybody, and the entire world/gods were conspiring to hurt her. The course of action that I think you should have taken was to comfort her, not resurrect/murder her uncle. Another would perhaps be to resurrect Roggvir yet verbally let the little girl know that life would never again be this easy. Perhaps you could send her on a (difficult)quest to retrieve some artifact, to teach her that she must pay for such a gift. Oh. Hold on, wait, Erandur, our team priest has some information to share.

-Hey. My name is Erandur, follower of Mara. Remember that Mara teaches Compassion and love are the only real truths to a happy life. However, only true compassion counts. Such a harsh lesson seems uncalled for regarding such a small, sweet, innocent child. Mara Be with you. Now Chuckles has something to say

-Uhhhhhhhhhggggggggghhhghghrgrhaghg

-Hi. It's Casik again. Listen, all it comes down to is what kind of person you want to be. If you want to be Dragonborn, beloved hero and savior of Tamriel, you handled that badly. You should have just comforted the girl, or just given her her Uncle.
However, if you wish to be DovahKiin, harsh lord of winter and god of war, you took exactly the right path.
Morally speaking, You should have just comforted the little girl or given her her uncle no strings attached.
I Hope this was enlightening.

 

[Satorus]

Hello friends, I had a dilemma which i hope you can help me.

As I was traveling the city of White run, a man approached me and asked if I had visited the cloud district. Now before I could answer that yes, I had in fact just come from there on a mission of great importance from the Jarl himself, he immediatley scoffed me and assumed that I had never been there.

No matter how many times I try to tell him that I had visied this fabled cloud district he wont listen.

Please, how to I get him to just stop talking and listen to me?

 

[Valin Oakthorn]

So... the waffles... you don't deliver, but can i pick up?

 

[Wolfking]

Hello friends, I had a dilemma which i hope you can help me.

As I was traveling the city of White run, a man approached me and asked if I had visited the cloud district. Now before I could answer that yes, I had in fact just come from there on a mission of great importance from the Jarl himself, he immediatley scoffed me and assumed that I had never been there.

No matter how many times I try to tell him that I had visied this fabled cloud district he wont listen.

Please, how to I get him to just stop talking and listen to me?

Just Ignore him would be my advice. However, this man seems like the type of rich man with no respect for his inferiors. So how about you act as rich and grand as him to get him to listen.

So... the waffles... you don't deliver, but can i pick up?

We do deliver waffles. Chuckles, my zombie, volunteers to deliver.

 

[Wolfking]

By the way, AmyRekenna will be helping me answer some of your questions.

 

[Nocte Aeterna]

Waffles are good and all, but here's a burning question for you: Do you have FRENCH TOAST?

I love french turst.

 

[Wolfking]

Waffles are good and all, but here's a burning question for you: Do you have FRENCH TOAST?

I love french turst.

I am Sorry sir, we do not. Waffles only. And Bacon.

 

[Nocte Aeterna]

I am Sorry sir, we do not. Waffles only. And Bacon.

Hmph. And you call yourselves an emergency hotline? D:<

 

[Wolfking]

Hmph. And you call yourselves an emergency hotline? D:<

Well sir, If a bandit is holding you hostage for some french Toast, we can send some.

 

[Nocte Aeterna]

I want my french turst. -throws a tantrum reminiscent of a five-year-old-

 

[Wolfking]

I want my french turst. -throws a tantrum reminiscent of a five-year-old-

Sir. Calm down. If you're gonna die, we'll send some french toast.

 

[Raijin]

I'm going to be strun Bah Qoing up in this thread SOON if I don't get some damn Sweet rolls!

 

[Wolfking]

Sorry, No sweet rolls. Go ask the guards if they've seen them.

 

[Raijin]

Sorry, No sweet rolls. Go ask the guards if they've seen them.

I feel like roasting you with my destruction spell. HOW CAN YOU NOT GIVE US SWEET ROLLS!

 

[Wolfking]

Because they were all stolen by a guy with an arrow in his knee.