#;nor

[mywolfishgrin]

“Fight Me”

“You and your precious alchemy,” Alek muttered through gritted teeth as she swung her blade through the spine of a skeleton. “’Come with me to gather Nightshade, Alek!’ ‘Okay, Nor! Where are we going?’ ‘Oh, just some old Nordic graveyard.’ ‘Hmm, that sounds like a bad idea, but hey, why not?’” she mocked, dodging attacks and delivering more of her own. 

The two made short work of the skeletons, and Alek let out a sigh of relief, “How did they bury so many people here?” she asked rhetorically. “Anyway, gather your shit and let’s-” her words were cut short as a second wave of skeletons began digging their way out of the graves. “Goddammit. Never again, Nor! No more graveyards.”

[mywolfishgrin]

"You're hiding something from me."

“Why are you always suspicious of me, Nor? You already know my big, dark secret,” she replied, adding dramatic emphasis on the last three words. “What else is there to keep from you? I didn’t kill anyone… recently. Are you sure you’re not hiding something from me? Usually the ones to accuse are the ones that are guilty.”

[mywolfishgrin]

Offers up an enchanted ring.

“What’s this?” she asked, taking the ring and holding up it between her index finger and thumb. “And don’t frigging tell me it’s a ring. You enchanted it, didn’t you? What’s it do?” She brought the ring closer to her eyes, as if the enchantment would be engraved into the band. “Is this so I don’t end up naked in the woods again? Because I could really use an enchanted ring that magically makes clothes appear.”

[mywolfishgrin]

"You’re saying this was an accident?"

Alek met Nor’s eyes and nodded, “Yes, it was an accident. Or at least, it better have been." Njada and Alek had been sparring off in the training yard, and everyone knew Alek had a disdain for Njada (that was completely understandable considering that Njada had been a bitch to Alek the moment she arrived). She'd never do anything to purposely hurt Njada, but would that work both ways? Alek looked down at her bandaged forearm and narrowed her eyes, "If she injured me on purpose, and I find out, she's going to wish she was dead by the time I get through with her."

[mywolfishgrin]

Of Honor and Murder ||closed with scalesandsecrets||

"I know you usually go out and get the game yourself, but I, uh, ended up getting a bit too much," Alek explained, holding up the covered basket full of raw meat. "As surprising as it is, we have too much in Jorrvaskr, and I'd hate to see this all go to waste."

Anoriath eyed the basket and thought for a moment before responding, "I'm willing to bargain for it, but only because you saved my ass that one time. Let me see what you got in there before I make an offer."

She pulled the cloth away and rested the basket on his stall. "It's all deer and elk meat. Fresh, obviously. Killed and cleaned by yours truly." 

"These are some very fine cuts. How about 30 gold for them?"

Alek crossed her arms and gave him an insulted look, "You're going to have to do better than that." As she spoke, a familiar scent reached her, causing her to turn around. Approaching the market was an Argonian who had once saved her life, but she hadn't seen him since. "You know what?" she began, turning back to the Bosmer, "I'll take the 30 gold."

He handed her the money, and she quickly took it before walking over to Nor. "Well, it's been a while since I last saw my favorite assassin," she teased in a quiet tone, ensuring no one else could hear.