Arngeir had been writing on some sort of book when she found him in one of the back rooms of the temple. “What are goi doing here, Dragonborn?” He asked as she approached him tentatively.
“Arngeir, I have something I want to ask you.” Thales started to get nervous again, but because she couldn’t figure out a way to start this conversation. How does one go on asking this questions?
“If it is more training you need, I’m afraid we’ve taught you all we can as for now.” His aged voice somehow calming her nerves. He was an older man with vast knowledge and power, maybe he will be able to help her as much as she thinks otherwise.
“Actually, it’s unrelated to Dragonborn stuff. Is there any way I can borrow some of your time? I don’t know how to start this and the backstory seems to be the best approach.” Bowing her head in permission, the redhead hopes he agrees.
“Go on, I’ll listen.” The man said willingly.
“I never got to meet my mother because she died before I was old enough to remember her, and my father was never a part of our lives. The captain that took care of me by the sea always told me tales about my father, things my mother would tell him. When he died I decided to take it upon myself to find my father, leading to many years of traveling all over Tamriel with caravans. I eventually ended up here in Skyrim where he most likely resides if he’s still alive. Recently I was contacted by one of the Divines—Mara, um and I was told that you might be able to direct me to my father.”
She tried her best to not sound like a crazy person when it came to the part of her talk with Mara, but the seriousness on Arngeir’s face made her stumble in her words.
“I must say, it doesn’t surprise me that the Dragonborn gets contacted by Divines.” This certainly clarifies the issue. “But I’m afraid I don’t understand why you would get pointed to me. No one has been here before you in many decades.”
Exhaling defeatedly, Thales’ hope felt like it was slipping off her hands. This was the only chance at finding the right path to travel to her father. Maybe he’s already dead, maybe he doesn’t want to know her or even knows she exists.
“Although I must say, your determination under our watchful eyes reminded me of someone from very long ago.”
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THALES ~ 3b
Arngeir had been writing on some sort of book when she found him in one of the back rooms of the temple. “What are goi doing here, Dragonborn?” He asked as she approached him tentatively.
“Arngeir, I have something I want to ask you.” Thales started to get nervous again, but because she couldn’t figure out a way to start this conversation. How does one go on asking this questions?
“If it is more training you need, I’m afraid we’ve taught you all we can as for now.” His aged voice somehow calming her nerves. He was an older man with vast knowledge and power, maybe he will be able to help her as much as she thinks otherwise.
“Actually, it’s unrelated to Dragonborn stuff. Is there any way I can borrow some of your time? I don’t know how to start this and the backstory seems to be the best approach.” Bowing her head in permission, the redhead hopes he agrees.
“Go on, I’ll listen.” The man said willingly.
“I never got to meet my mother because she died before I was old enough to remember her, and my father was never a part of our lives. The captain that took care of me by the sea always told me tales about my father, things my mother would tell him. When he died I decided to take it upon myself to find my father, leading to many years of traveling all over Tamriel with caravans. I eventually ended up here in Skyrim where he most likely resides if he’s still alive. Recently I was contacted by one of the Divines—Mara, um and I was told that you might be able to direct me to my father.”
She tried her best to not sound like a crazy person when it came to the part of her talk with Mara, but the seriousness on Arngeir’s face made her stumble in her words.
“I must say, it doesn’t surprise me that the Dragonborn gets contacted by Divines.” This certainly clarifies the issue. “But I’m afraid I don’t understand why you would get pointed to me. No one has been here before you in many decades.”
Exhaling defeatedly, Thales’ hope felt like it was slipping off her hands. This was the only chance at finding the right path to travel to her father. Maybe he’s already dead, maybe he doesn’t want to know her or even knows she exists.
“Although I must say, your determination under our watchful eyes reminded me of someone from very long ago.”
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