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Mercer has me down here, in some dank cave, killing off Skeevers and some crazed lunatic. This is a job for someone inexperienced. This is insulting. -He furrowed his brow-
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A slaves job.
Mercer has me down here, in some dank cave, killing off Skeevers and some crazed lunatic. This is a job for someone inexperienced. This is insulting. -He furrowed his brow-
shade-walker started following you
Guruzo smiled at the blue Argonian as he passed him bowing his head, “Good day!”
I just made it back to Windhelm, it's snow-storming out, my scales are so frozen, they're aching. I need a hot hist-bath.
Headcanon's
Shade's been in love once. Back in Cyrodiil, a Dunmer slave-boy named Fathiis. He stabbed Shade in the back for a few septims, and he vowed never to let anyone close again.
He prefers male company to female, but he is not a bias lover.
Speaks 4 languages; including his native people's tongue; Jel, Ancient Ayleid, Dwemer, and some Khajiit dialect.
Knows how to write Ancient languages as well, and can forge a document with the best of them.
He currently lives with Faendal of Riverwood; whom he shares.. a bed with.
((OOC: A little about Shade-Walker if you want to RP))
[ He's young, head-strong, mischievous, playful, smart, flirty and rotten. He's never loved anything in his entire 23 years of life. Except coin, jewels and deception. He will act like the life of the party, but be thinking about a theft he could do, or a person whom he could manipulate. ]
Don't cross this one. Hissssss