But Rooaan, I wanna play with Errol!
“Then go find ‘im,” the Imperial grumbled, feeling a headache beginning to start. “’E ain’t ‘idin’ ‘r nuthin’.”
As if on cue, a door in the small house slammed shut.

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But Rooaan, I wanna play with Errol!
“Then go find ‘im,” the Imperial grumbled, feeling a headache beginning to start. “’E ain’t ‘idin’ ‘r nuthin’.”
As if on cue, a door in the small house slammed shut.
Roan. Roan. Roooooaaaaaan.
The Imperial groaned and rubbed at his face, waving with a free hand to try and push the mage away from him.
(Thoughst) Roan was so sweet. I bet he could have understood what I did, what I am doing. Or maybe not, maybe he wouldn't but he seemed the sort of guy who would at least listen to your reasons. I hope he's somewhere good. Somewhere warmer than Winterhold anyway.
[Prompt]
The vampire looked at the mage with wide eyes, more surprised that someone had actually thought of him than at the words they had said. He would have listened, aye, to whatever they were going through, but he couldn't. Not when he didn't know where they were.
"...Ianthe?"
The wolf has been rather roughly hewn from wood. Chips are missing where shaking hands let the knife slip and there isn’t much fine detail, but the for all that Haaki clearly spent a lot of time on the carving.
[Roan] Haaki takes one look at the former bandit and lets his head thump back onto the pillow. Not even the guilt can override this reaction. 'Not /again/.'
[Prompt]
Roan might have snored, if not for the simple fact that he mostly didn't breathe anymore. Instead, the vampire slumbered soundly, unaware of the grumpy priest next to him.
I heard a rumor that Roan is named in an elder scroll, that he will come face to face with a mediocre and insecure member of the Dawnguard and they will fight to the pain.
[Prompt]
Roan blinked in surprise, seemingly dumbstruck at the rumor. After a moment, he cleared his throat.
"I don't know wha' any'a tha' Dawnguard stuff is, 'n I sure ain't gonna be in any elder scroll -- so I think ya heard wron'."
(Φ w Φ) [Roan]
A bare-chested man isn’t that uncommon in Skyrim, even in the cold, and Haaki almost walks straight past this one. It’s only when he recognises the face that he stops and stares.
And smiles, which is embarrassing. At least he manages not to run forward and hug Roan, although he comes close, before he says,
'I— I hope you're not doing that for my benefit. I keep telling you I'm not interested.'
She knew that man. Roan! It had been a while since they had talked. She ran up to him and started to talk - only realising that she was still a cat and anything she said was miaows...
Roan glanced down at the sound of mewing, and stared at the cat at his feet. After a moment, he reached down and gave the kitty a scratch behind the ears.
"Sorry little buddy," he said with a frown. "But I don't got anythin' ta feed ya."