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Drem yol lok, strunmah-qahd gein. Zu'u Vokun, siid dovah-haar se keizaal. Wo lost hio? (Greetings, mountain-chested one. I am Vokun, third dragon priest of Skyrim. Who are you?)
"I uh... huh."
The Goddess scratched her head, looking upon the priest with an eye of confusion.
"I did not understand a thing."
The undead priest of dragons, Vokun, wrapped his arms around Volo. He let go and greeted her, offering up a bottle of Mead.
"Ack!"
She shook a bit in the hug, rather uncomfortable of the priest's grip.
Given the bottle of mead, she looked at it with some curiousity. "Whats this?"
*offers more nord mead*
"Ooph. Think I'm onna b' sick. I think I'll slow down a bit 'n save that stuff for later."
She snatches the bottle and slams it down on her tabletop, resting her chin at its top.
✬ (by the way, armpit-priestess. I spiked that with black briar mead. The really heavy stuff. Hope you can hold your liquor.*
"Ah don' really see what the big deal is."
"Haaaaaackkkhh!!"
"THAT'S NOT SAKE!"
But it's in your system anyways, you drunken bastard.
I know I have killed you, but the dead may speak with one another. It is understandable that you may be terrified. For killing you, I am deeply sorry. But, in anycase, you have a choice now. Become a draugr and walk the earth once moor, but serve me, or remain dead, and never see a living being, nor the light of day again.
"I have more choices than that...""You're lying to me."
The priest snaps his fingers. As soon as he did so, the air around where he snapped was replaced with a dimensional gateway. The elliptical tear in space spat out a funny little object, shaped like a "✧".
"... huh."
"That mask of yours, and an aura that brings back bad memories."
Zu'u Vokun, yukari. Krosis fah fin vanmindoraan tinvaak. Hio ahrk zu kos...orin.
"Aaaah. Orin, hoi fun, Vokun? Zu ni morah - hoi'u ni zu. Hoi'u...vokun, ni hoi'u?"
"More people have come to visit Eientei? Absolutely wonderful!"
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hakurei-android
hourai-hime
"Welcome to my home in the Bamboo Forest, friends. I do hope you all enjoy your stay."
