A Lost Snow Elf

"Everything that happened, everything that we've all been through... As soon as I stepped foot here again, it... It burns fresh in my mind." Skyrim RP Blog Will do AUs Mun is 18, Muse is well over that age.

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Truly, the Argonian was always rather careful whenever he dealt with a contract, every detail almost meticulously planned over and scrutinized to the smallest degree. All down to make certain the assassin could get in and out with the fewest errors possible. but even with that said, there were times when things happened that he couldn’t have even hoped to account for. And this, this was most certainly one of those times.

The assassin’s blade has just been retrieved from his contract’s flesh when Nor suddenly becomes aware of a noise behind him, and quick as a flash he whirls to respond to it, his dagger already raised to deal another killing blow. But instead he finds himself halting to a stop, Nor’s eyes going quite wide when he sees just who has walked in on him. “Aerybel?” A step is taken backward and the dagger lowered, Nor’s gaze glancing back down towards the body before it returns to the womer. His features are blank, unreadable. Almost as if he is waiting for her reaction before he even attempts to explain the scene.

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The barest ghost of a smile passes over Nor’s features at that, though just as swiftly as the motion appeared it was gone once again. “Of that, my dear, I am well aware. And it is made all the easier when one is able to simply disappear from sight.” The assassin raises his hand at that, a dull violet glow starting to form over its surface. “Now go on, I will lay the barest hint of a trail in the opposite direction of your wanderings. Cannot have you taking the fall for me when you have done nothing but been in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

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Aerybel thought for a moment and looked at his hand when it glowed, a bit intrigued by his abilities. The elf gave him a single nod and was ready to turn and leave. However, before she did, she told him, "Be careful." Aerybel took a deep breath and walked to the doorway, taking a quick look outside to make sure there was no one before she made her way, hoping that there wouldn't be anyone in his path, or hers

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~I just realized that both my (active) characters have a thing against the Companions oops. 

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send me a ✄ for my character’s reaction to yours walking in on them in the middle of killing someone.

Truly, the Argonian was always rather careful whenever he dealt with a contract, every detail almost meticulously planned over and scrutinized to the smallest degree. All down to make certain the assassin could get in and out with the fewest errors possible. but even with that said, there were times when things happened that he couldn’t have even hoped to account for. And this, this was most certainly one of those times.

The assassin’s blade has just been retrieved from his contract’s flesh when Nor suddenly becomes aware of a noise behind him, and quick as a flash he whirls to respond to it, his dagger already raised to deal another killing blow. But instead he finds himself halting to a stop, Nor’s eyes going quite wide when he sees just who has walked in on him. “Aerybel?” A step is taken backward and the dagger lowered, Nor’s gaze glancing back down towards the body before it returns to the womer. His features are blank, unreadable. Almost as if he is waiting for her reaction before he even attempts to explain the scene.

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It’s another moment of simply remaining where he is before Nor finally moves, a simple flick of the dagger to rid it of clinging blood before it is replaced into its sheath. The assassin’s features have still remained blank, though Nor makes no move to try and explain himself or his actions. Though at the same time his gaze has also moved away from Aerybel, almost as if he doesn’t want to attempt to explain himself. She had to know what she was getting into by associating with him, after all. No amount of excuses or honeyed words could explain away what she just witnessed, and truthfully Nor did not even want to attempt such a thing when the other happened to be Aerybel.

Indeed, not a single word left the assassin’s lips until after he has bent and retrieved a letter from the man’s pocket, it being slipped into a bag at Nor’s waist without a second thought. “My apologies, I did not mean for you to see such thing.” A slight glance over himself to check for any obvious blood. “I would suggest not sticking around. If you heard such a disturbance then no doubt others have as well.”

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The silent moment gave Aerybel time to actually process what she saw, and what he did next. When it settled, so did she, and she took a deep breath and removed her hand from her weapon, staying where she was. The elf heard him speak and she shook her head, opening her mouth to speak but finding no words at first. She knew that, this being his occupation, he'd be in the middle of these things, and whether she'd wanted to or not, she did find herself in the middle of one of his affairs, it was a matter of whether or not she was willing to accept that as well as everything else. When it came to Nor, there was no question, she still accepted it. 

Aerybel took a few steps forward and placed her fingers on his shoulder, gently wiping at a small hint of blood to assist him. "I'd suggest the same to you," she said, ever so simply, looking up at him with a more sure expression. She still carried her innocence, but her loyalty knew no bounds.

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send me a ✄ for my character’s reaction to yours walking in on them in the middle of killing someone.

Truly, the Argonian was always rather careful whenever he dealt with a contract, every detail almost meticulously planned over and scrutinized to the smallest degree. All down to make certain the assassin could get in and out with the fewest errors possible. but even with that said, there were times when things happened that he couldn’t have even hoped to account for. And this, this was most certainly one of those times.

The assassin’s blade has just been retrieved from his contract’s flesh when Nor suddenly becomes aware of a noise behind him, and quick as a flash he whirls to respond to it, his dagger already raised to deal another killing blow. But instead he finds himself halting to a stop, Nor’s eyes going quite wide when he sees just who has walked in on him. “Aerybel?” A step is taken backward and the dagger lowered, Nor’s gaze glancing back down towards the body before it returns to the womer. His features are blank, unreadable. Almost as if he is waiting for her reaction before he even attempts to explain the scene.

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When Aerybel went to check and see what the disturbance was, she never expected to see that. At first, she didn't know what to think, seeing a figure killing another. In the few seconds she had seen it, her hand travelled to her him where a dagger was attached, but only then did she realize that it was Nor. She stared at him with wide eyes and when he turned and raised his own dagger, she took a step back by instinct and gasped. She had never expected to see him in a situation as this. 

Aerybel made peace with the fact that Nor was an assassin. He did what he did, it was his job and she never said or thought anything against it. The elf never even considered what she would do if she actually witnessed him taking care of a contract. There was a whole range of emotions, but she didn't know what the base of them was. 

The elf remained in her place, slightly panting, her eyes wide and her hand still subconsciously on her dagger. Aerybel would have expected to calm down when she saw a friendly face instead of a hostile one, but at that moment, it wasn't certain what she felt. It didn't make her trust him any less, but she was too startled, too surprised, to even show any reassurance of that fact.

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Aerybel's expression went to complete horror when she saw this, and she looked at him with wide eyes and complete worry. "Nor... Are you okay?" She placed a hand on his shoulder, looking straight into his eyes. "Is... Is there something you're not telling me?" She just hoped that it wasn't something terrible.

In the middle of a conversation, my muse begins to cough up blood. How does your muse respond?

It’s rather easy to see the shock that lined the Argonian’s face when he suddenly finds himself coughing up blood, Nor clearly not expecting such a thing to happen any more than Aerybel had. Equally as swiftly finds the assassin’s mouth being covered by a hand, Nor’s gaze sheepishly dropping to the ground as he gives a small shake of his head. “N-no, I just…” A tired sigh. “I suppose I must have gotten a little more badly hurt from that fall than I realized.”

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At first motion the assassin winces slightly at the hand coming towards his features, though after a moment he does relent and allow Aerybel to assist him. Though clearly her concern is weighing heavily on him. “I… I truly am sorry. I did not mean to worry you,” Nor murmured quietly, the Argonian clearly made more than a little guilty by the womer’s caring actions.

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Aerybel looked into his eyes for a moment when she heard his voice and. After a pause, she smiled warmly at him and shook her head, "You don't need to apologize, Nor. I worry easy when I care about someone." When the elf realized that she may sounded a bit forward, she froze for a moment and then looked away, finishing up with the cleaning.

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"Here, lean on me."

Aerybel placed her arm around Nor’s and shared her balance with him. She hesitated at first but if she hadn’t, she’d collapse and that wouldn’t have been good for either of them. The stab in her thigh had hurt her at every step, but her mind was still clear, she hadn’t too much just yet. “Nor, you should go. I’ll only hold you back. These bandits won’t stop until they find us.”

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A pause as the assassin takes in her words, a narrowed gaze trailing over her frame for a moment after she was done. He could tell already, of course, that just as no words of hers could send him away that likewise nothing he could say would do the same to her. After another brief moment Nor lets out a quiet grunt, one hand reaching up to unhook the clasp on his cloak before tossing the fabric to the side. “Very well. If you can fight from the back then I will not try to persuade you otherwise.”

A slight furrowing of the Argonian’s features as he turns and walks a bit down the passageway, his free hand beginning to glow a dull violet before he turns his gaze back towards the womer. “I will ask that you avoid opening fire until I pop back into sight, however.” The slightest hint of a grin appears. “I do believe the last thing either of us want is an arrow sticking out my backside before I even manage to deal with a single bandit.”

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The elf looked over him as he spoke, and as he got ready. She waited for him since she was in no position to follow or move at all. Her arm pulled off the bow from her back and she turned a little, moving away from the wall but keeping off her leg for a bit to be able to shoot properly.

When Nor spoke to her once more, she looked at him and called out, "Hey, Nor?" She stared at him with surety, but she still felt nervous. "Don't get killed," she requested, "or else I'll kill you." She jested, smiling back at him momentarily. Pulling an arrow and placing it against the bow, the elf stood ready to draw when she had to. "Okay," Aerybel said, "Let's do this."

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Here's the revised version, tweaked the neck, jaw and clothes a little.

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Well I just spent two hours doing this.

(Irrelevant with my blog but I wanted to share)

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Put a ♪ in my ask box and I'll put my playlist on shuffle and make you a starter based on the next song that plays

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Follow my new character, guys!

Krev The Skinner

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 Mumford & Sons - Ghosts that we knew

So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light 'Cause oh that gave me such a fright But I will hold as long as you like Just promise me we’ll be alright

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NEW CHARACTER

Okay guys. Earlier on, I came across a prompt about characters we've played or would like to play, and I remembered a character I used to own. I've recreated a blog for him and now he's all up and ready for some threads!

Meet my rendition of our favorite werewolf killer:

Krev The Skinner.

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The other day, I was telling one of my friends about my roleplaying and the one character that started my whole tumblr-skyrim-roleplay journey. I felt extremely regretful that I deactivated the account when I did, I never thought I'd use it again. But look at that. 

I'm bringing my old character back. And it's going to be great because that character is so different, and I can't wait to bring my bby.

Only hint for now, it's a canon character (not a very popular one)

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Damn it all. Slipping closer, Teldryn gave her an irritated gaze before tilting her chin upwards. Leaning down, he let his breath fan across her mouth in fair warning of his intentions, "Bleedin' fetcher. You're always causing problems for me. You'll pay /handsomely/ for that."

The elf returned his expression with courage, standing still and looking directly back at him. She didn't back away, she didn't cower. "And how will I do that, Sero?" she asked, testing him with her words on purpose. "You should have done away with me from the start, if I'm so troublesome."

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Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a character I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!

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Convince my muse to buy your muse something in one sentence.

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"You mock me. I know what you're doing. I know exactly what you're doing."

Aerybel’s arms were folded, and at the words he spoke, she clenched her hands into fists, attempting to contain her nervousness. Her voice, however, showed none. “Then tell me,” She said, her voice just under a yell, “Tell me what it is that I’m doing, I’d really like to know.” Beneath the strength of her voice, her heart was racing miles within her ribcage. The elf was frowning to no end, looking straight at the Argonian, trying to stand tall when inside, she was ready to break apart from all the nerves and emotion.

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For a moment Nor is struck still, his ears and mind hardly believing the few words that Aerybel had managed. The gaze that is leveled at her is nothing short of shocked, almost disbelieving, as if he is expecting her to retract the statement. But the moment stretches on for longer and longer with no indication of such a thing, and the assassin begins to feel his heart thundering in his chest and his knees go a little weak.

There’s a weak puff of air that leaves Nor’s lips as he pulls the womer into a tight hug, the Argonian not trusting his lips to be able to fully articulate his own feelings on the matter and hoping that the gesture was enough to let Aerybel know his answer in turn.

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The elf did just the opposite of what he expected. She remained quiet and kept smiling genuinely, hoping it would show that she meant what she said. It took an amazingly large amount of trust to put her where she was now. Thinking of when they met, and what they had become after all that time, it was closer than she had gotten with anyone else in her life, even in her "past life" when she was with her own people.  In the embrace they shared, she didn't dare to pull away from him, remaining in his comfort and accepting his response. She wanted him to know that she accepted him wholly. His past, his present, even his future, if he'd have her in it.