The great thing about games like Skyrim is the stories you make.

I was given a mission to assassinate a woman at her own wedding. You were meant to do it sneakily with a bow from the shadows, but - I was larping as the Archmage of Winterhold.

So, while standing in the middle of the crowd, I nuked her with the force of a thousand suns and her body flew off into space. People were running and screaming in all directions, then I was Benny Hill chased out of town by the guard. Fucken hilarious.