#therrant

[netepi-seht]

You/that pesky breton

“Tch…he wishes he were that lucky.” 

[netepi-seht]

I want you to sit still so I can work on your stupid injuries.

"In your dreams! That’d be far too easy for you."

[firsandfletchings]

Lips Like Sugar, heheheh

"Agh! Jarik! Stop!" Therrant exclaimed as he bodily shoved his friend off of him.

"That's not what I meant when I said Bretons greet friends with kisses!"

[firsandfletchings]

"I hear Therrant's a virgin. That, provided the rumour true, is the real sadness here."

"Who the fuck is talking about me?" Therrant was clearly more concerned with that than Nemurah's opinion of his sex life.

[Yes he's a virgin, no he doesn't think that's a sad thing XD]

[firsandfletchings]

"Excuse me, I think you dropped this." The mer picked a small bag of gold up.

"Eh?" Therrant turns around to see a Dunmer woman holding out a small coinpurse. Sure enough, when he checked the spot on his belt where he'd tied his shopping money, his hand was met by a frayed leather string.

"Thank you." He accepts the purse and fishes out a few coins. He holds them out, expecting her to take them.

[firsandfletchings]

♞

"Please don't argue. It's not safe here, so leave right now!" Therrant insisted to the enormous stranger as he made a shooing motion from the lower branches of a sturdy fir tree.

[firsandfletchings]

✿

Therrant had been busy organizing things on the alchemy table when he felt a poke at the back of his head. He whirled around to see Fienelef standing there, smiling gently at him. Confused, he scratched at where he'd felt the poke and came up with a small dragon's breath blossom.

"Looks better on you." He stuck it behind her ear, careful to not miss and poke out her eye. That'd be just what he didn't need to do.

[firsandfletchings]

✿

"Eh?" Therrant turned around when he felt Koussikka fiddling with his hair. He thought he'd said he was done evening out the burned parts...? When his fingertips brushed the flower petals, he looked at Koussikka in confusion.