[Skyrim opens with an Imperial wagon driving four prisoners down a snowy mountain pass. All are seated and bound; the one dressed in finery is gagged.]

Hey, you. You're finally awake.

You were trying to cross the border, right?

Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there. Lokir: Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen that horse and been half way to Hammerfell. You there. You and me -- we should be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants. Ralof: We're all brothers and sisters in binds now, thief. Imperial Soldier: Shut up back there! [Lokir looks at the gagged man.] Lokir: And what's wrong with him? Ralof: Watch your tongue! You're speaking to Ulfric Stormcloak, the true High King. Lokir: Ulfric? The Jarl of Windhelm? You're the leader of the rebellion. But if they captured you... Oh gods, where are they taking us? Ralof: I don't know where we're going, but Sovngarde awaits. Lokir: No, this can't be happening. This isn't happening. Ralof: Hey, what village are you from, horse thief? Lokir: Why do you care? Ralof: A Nord's last thoughts should be of home. Lokir: Rorikstead. I'm...I'm from Rorikstead. [They approach the village of Helgen. A soldier calls out to the lead wagon.] Imperial Soldier: General Tullius, sir! The headsman is waiting! General Tullius: Good. Let's get this over with. Lokir: Shor, Mara, Dibella, Kynareth, Akatosh. Divines, please help me. Ralof: Look at him, General Tullius the Military Governor. And it looks like the Thalmor are with him. Damn elves. I bet they had something to do with this. This is Helgen. I used to be sweet on a girl from here. Wonder if Vilod is still making that mead with juniper berries mixed in. Funny...when I was a boy, Imperial walls and towers used to make me feel so safe. [A man and son watch the prisoners pull into town.] Haming: Who are they, daddy? Where are they going? Torolf: You need to go inside, little cub. Haming: Why? I want to watch the soldiers. Torolf: Inside the house. Now.

The Creation Engine shit ass engine modified by Bethesda. After they used the poor old Gamebryo to create Morrowind, Oblivion, and Fallout 3 Bethesda decided that it was a good fucking idea to continue using the same god forsaken engine from '97. The first game to suffer the consequences was The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, by forking the Gamebryo codebase used for Fallout 3. After porting Skyrim to all platforms available known by Todd Howard, Bethesda set out in a magical and brave adventure to "enhance the graphical core of the Creation engine by first adding a physically based deferred renderer, for a more dynamic look and to paint with realistic materials." All a fucking lie anyways, as we can see that Fallout 76 looks like absolute garbage. Almost of all Bethesda's games suffer the good old RPG syndrome, where all, or almost all of the NPCs looks as generic as possible, making them forgettable, so much that all what's left are simple quest logs. Bethesda games could have potential, its a shame that instead of taking time with development, they instead decide to do either cheap ass tricks, or straight up lying about upcoming features. You couldn't climb up that mountain.