Skyrimmish: Why Skyrim’s eurotrash accents break immersion



As I enter the mind of the mad, bad, and above all late emperor Pelagius Septim III, a familiar voice greets me:

“Yes, yes, go, leave me to my ceaseless responsibilities and burdens.” The man talking is sitting at a dinner table. As he finishes, he vanishes in a purple mist.

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