#mojdul

[whatoddities]

"This one has questions."

The Redguard looked up from his tankard toward the unfamiliar voice, and despite the clear confusion in his eyes, he still offered the Khajiit a smile.

“Questions, huh?” Amon repeated, sitting back in his seat so he could better look up (very much up, by gods how tall was this Khajiit?) at the stranger. He motioned toward the chair across from himself, offering the Khajiit a seat should he wish to sit. 

“I am an open book, my friend. Ask away and I shall try to answer to the best of my abilities.”

[therunawayscamp]

[Reading replies in which a giant cat is sat on a crewmember while I have a cat sat on my lap. He’s purring away, which I can only interpret as yes I approve of this let the large feline win he is a man after my own heart.]

[boarchasers]

"Hm...Moj'dul seems t'be quite lost. Might this one direct him somewhere warm, perhaps?"

Trond definitely wasn’t asleep at his post. Definitely not. He was merely resting his eyes -- and also his head, by letting it drop onto his chest, and his lungs, by breathing slowly and deeply in a way which might be mistaken for snoring by the foolish and unobservant. He jerked up and examined Moj’dul for a long time before he said,

‘The Bannered Mare’s got cold beds and warm mead. I mean, warm beds and cold mead. You know. That.’ He didn’t yawn, no matter what it looked like as he raised a hand to his helmet. ‘Could sure use a warm bed myself right about now.’

[necroalfiq-blog]

A Friendly Face

@mojdul​

There is nothing wrong with the boy, but she longed for a conversation that did not come from a child with a never-ending supply of (pointless) questions.

Which is why, when the door opened and a new face – a Khajiit – entered, she leapt onto the tabletop and shouted, “Dras’kay! Dras’kay, trevan!.”

[therunawayscamp]

"So, that is this one's thing, hm? Risking your life saving strangers?"

R’khan pressed his hand over his heart and shook his head, grinning all the while.

‘Oh, no, sera. Trust me, it was a one-time thing. Don’t get the wrong idea. We ain’t got a scrap of decency among us.’

[necroalfiq-blog]

[✔✔! :3c]

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He smells of the sea. A pleasant change to the scents she has come across in this land.

[brielleroux-archive-blog]

[✔✔! :3]

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A new visitor to Riften? Or... maybe not. There are so many people in this city, always coming and going.

... he has very pretty eyes.

[therunawayscamp]

"Do not turn around..."

Tosti smiled and settled on his feet, looking rather relaxed about the situation -- although it was worth noting that he obeyed Moj’dul’s order.

‘Why? Is it one of the crew?’