“Don’t call me that!” Sedric snapped “now tell me what your purpose is in Dimhollow Crypt! You are trespassing on Volkihar territory!” “Oh really? That is what this place is?” I feigned ignorance for the moment “I would have never known if it weren’t for the non-existent tapestries and guards!” “Enough games!” Sedric’s eyes flashed in anger, his fingertips started to flicker with Magicka.
Honestly, who taught you your manners?” The stranger held back a retort, then straightened his posture before giving a polite bow, “Very well, I am Sedric Volkihar, of Clan Volkihar, the Vampire elite of Skyrim,” “Was that so hard, Princess?” I cocked my head to the side with a playful smile. I tell you my time, and you tell me yours, then we may exchange pleasantries. “We’re still here, smaller than what we were, but still meddling in your affairs” I chuckled “Now, I believe it is your turn to tell me who you are,” “Not until you tell me your purpose here!” I wagged my finger, clicking my tongue in the process, “Now, now, we must show proper etiquette. Smirking I gave a half-measured curtsey, “Vaesha of House Ravenwatch, perhaps you heard of them?” “That group of meddlers is still around? I thought they disbanded centuries ago!” I feigned shock, earning an eye roll from the stranger. The elder Vampire looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to answer his demands. It was obvious how he was able to sneak up on me, let alone having me in a vice grip. No, this man had an aura about him that screamed ancient Vampire. Whoever he was, he wasn’t some ambitious fledgling looking to claim some territory. Not too bulky, but not too slender either and he was a Vampire too. Just as I thought, he was tall, at least a whole foot taller than me, and he was well built. With my freedom returned, I slowly turned and faced my foe, taking in his features. Finally, after an audible sigh, my foe’s grip loosened and I no longer felt the kiss of Daedric steel across my neck.
Wuunferth the unliving flawless amethyst free#
“I asked first!”“You don’t even belong here!”“Says who?” I replied smugly“You’re not privy to that information!” “Look,” I sighed “we can keep at this until the end of the era,” my foe’s grip was strong, any chance of getting free of it was futile, “or you can let me go and we can get better acquainted with one another, your choice” It went silent for a moment, save for the sound of the wind passing through the cavern and the occasional drip of water.
“ I said,” his grip tightened, the blade cutting deeper into my neck “who are you, and what is your purpose here?” “I could ask the same for you!” I snapped. I had to regain the advantage, one wrong move and I would be counted amongst the dead in this ruin. From what I was able to make out, my foe was male and he seemed tall. I took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as I tried to get my bearings. “Who are you, and what is your purpose here?!” my foe growled, feeling his breath at my nape. Somehow I wasn’t able to sense the presence of my foe until they got the better of me. *** The sensation of Daedric steel brushing along my neck caught my attention. That is why I was sent here, to prevent what is meant to stay buried… from seeing the light of day. Many have tried to uncover these secrets, but were proven unsuccessful. The history of this land runs deep, hiding even the darkest of secrets. , Skyrim… The land of unforgettable cold.
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