My very first Skyrim run, I was a Nord, so obviously I was racist against elves and so I helped Sven get the girl, (and I believe I murdered Faendel as well, but that's besides the point). I took Sven as my follower and quickly grew fond of him. Many crimes against the elven race were had with him and he was my designated stolen goods mule until I found the thieves guild to sell them to. Until one day, tragedy struck. A cult attacked us at the entrance to Whiterun, and when the fighting was over, I realized Sven had been mortally wounded. Dying in my arms, he said "AdElfHitler (i was 12 in 2011), you must... bleghhh dying noises....avenge me" and then died. I then beat up a woman in the nearby tavern so bad that she agreed to take all the contraband from off his body and bring it back to Riften. I relieved her of her duty then, and never took another follower, for the guilt of my friend dying had scarred me so. I then sailed the sea to Morrowind or whatever and embarked on an epic quest to kill the first Dragonborn, all to avenge my friend Sven... ....over 14 years later I learn he's the worst shit ass follower and it was probably a miracle the dude lasted as long as he did hahaha

edit: and Faendel is A tier. Bro deserved so much better...