If this were a plot for a real series, then I imagine how they would randomly and ridiculously join in time in order to imperceptibly paint each other's faces.
Well, in any case, both of them were left with a felt-tip pen on their faces, and maybe Robbie was mean enough to make it a permanent marker.🤫
«A DWARF?!?!! THE DWARF!!!!! ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!? HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD OF DUNMER OF SMALL STATURE?!?! THEN MAYBE YOU'VE HEARD SOMETHING ABOUT BODYSHAMING??? SO THAT'S WHO YOU ARE, ONE OF THOSE UNEDUCATED RACIST NORDS WHO'S MEDDLING IN OTHER PEOPLE'S BUSINESS, RIGHT? HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT WITH YOUR DUMB HEAD FOR EVEN A SECOND??! BECAUSE IF YOU DID, YOU JUST WOULDN'T WANT TO LIVE, REALIZING YOUR ILLITERACY!!!»
And the details of this AU:
Let's start with the races and additional information:
Topher Bus - Dunmer, obviously too small for an elf (I'm not sure if this is physically possible within their species, but it was such a fun option that I couldn't resist xq).
He is a magician who has chosen witchcraft as his main focus, which causes a negative reaction from most ordinary people. In his early childhood, he lived in Morrowind, but after the eruption of Red Mountain, his parents died (Topher himself, for some reason, is sure that they abandoned him) and Caitlyn picked him up. After that, they moved to Windhelm, but neither the Nords nor the Dunmer accepted them there. Topher was considered too suspicious, he didn't talk to anyone, rarely left the house. Fortunately, his mother Caitlyn, who had the status of an urban lunatic, went out on the street for him. She brought him food and all the necessary ingredients for experiments. As you can already see, Topher is also fond of potion jam, he likes to cook all kinds of poisons in his free time, although he does not use his blades too often (spoiler alert, this will be useful to Abe with his arrows in the future).
On his 16th birthday, Topher decided that he had had enough and it was time to finally unleash his potential. He packed up his things and one of the following nights, escaped by jumping out the window.
And so his adventure began.
Fortunately, after a few days of walking across the latitudes of Skyrim, he still hadn't been eaten by wolves and had even moved quite far from the city. It was an early, cool morning when he was walking slowly along the river, when suddenly, from somewhere behind him, he heard a rustle…
Abe Lincoln - Nord, not outstanding in physique (and intelligence, for that matter). He always wanted to use a sword, but he just couldn't bear its weight, so he gave up and picked up a bow. Abe was born and raised in Whiterun, where he was not particularly respected, he was often bullied, burdened with hard work, which he obviously could not cope with, and generally liked to bully. But at least he had a childhood best friend, Gandhi. He was an Orc, so he wasn't particularly favored either. But one day Gandhi disappeared, like he fell into a river in winter and left our world from hypothermia, or something like that, for some reason it's hard for Abe to remember and when he asked about it, no one could tell him anything. In any case, it was the last straw, so Lincoln plucked up the courage, packed up his things and, one night, slipped unnoticed through the back exit of his house. He wanted to prove that he was a true warrior worthy of being a Nord.
And so his adventure began.
After a few days of walking along the river, Abe still hadn't come across anything more dangerous than a deer (and not to say that it upset him much). It was an early cool morning, he had just recently woken up and continued walking down the river in high spirits, when suddenly he saw in front of him none other than a magician.…
To be continued💥
(the scene I drew will happen a little later than their collision)
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