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The Poison Bloom (Ainilan and Gelebor)
Based on a tip from a stranger, Ainilan set out towards a little-known cave in the northwestern corner of Skyrim. Due to a fall from his horse the day before and the shattered potion bottles in his satchel, the wedding gift he had prepared for his sister had been ruined. Though it would be easy enough to simply purchase a new gift for her, he felt he should do something special. After all, it is not everyday that one's only sister is wed. Asking around about rare potion ingredients led him to Darkfall Cave in search of a red poison bloom that supposedly grew within. Knowing his sister's affinity for poisons, he was certain she would be thrilled to obtain such a rare ingredient for her research.
The cave did not appear to be much from the outside, however the inside held a large waterfall. Making his way around, he followed the passage to a rope bridge and carefully crept across. The snap of the aged rope caught him completely by surprise. He plunged into the rapids below, twisting and turning in the darkness as he was helplessly swept along by the power of the water. When the Altmer was finally flung upon land, he hardly had a moment to catch his breath before he was attacked by a group of frostbite spiders. Drawing his sword, Ainilan continued onward, hoping he'd eventually be able to locate both the poison bloom and a way out.
Turning around another corner, he could hardly believe his eyes. What was a candlelit shrine doing here? Did someone actually live in this cave? He approached the shrine with curiosity and called out a friendly, "Hello?"
winters-elf replied to your video://Lydia and Silrie’s song.
//GDI I LOVE HER VERSION
//T_T I know. So pretty.
winters-elf replied to your post:Quit staring at me. {lawlz}
{I’m So done. That was beyond cute, okay?}
//Hahahehe :)
winters-elf replied to your post://roughing out a possible snow elf OC. The biggest...
A P P R O V E D. You know she could venture her way back to the chantry after having heard it stands
//this is pretty much guaranteed. With the story I have for her so far, she's going to be pretty pretty shocked about what happened to the Snow Elves and will want to seek out her kin and hear a better explanation. And someone's going to have to hold her back from killing every Nord in Tamriel.
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When among friends, Lydia has never been one to shy away from physical contact/affection. She gives bear hugs. Not body-crushing, but fairly tight and strong. Especially if the other person really needs it.
winters-elf replied to your post:(Okay so hi! I’m glad to be joining and can’t wait...
Welcome!
Thanks :D