They were halfway up the path to Saering’s Watch when she heard it: the unmistakable roar of a dragon.
“Oh, lovely. Isn’t that just what we need?” The crunching of footsteps behind her came to an abrupt halt. “I was so sure that rieklings were going to be the worst we had to deal with today.”
“Teldryn, that's exactly the kind of thing you'd say if you wanted to jinx us,” she teased, earning a playful pinch on her side as he continued along the trail.
Soon they crested the hill, and both crept as quickly as possible to the cover of a nearby rock. The sounds of armor clanking and arrows whistling filled the air, but it was the raspy "Fus Roh Dah!" from just ahead that told them all they needed to know about the dragon's prey: only the strongest draugr could Shout like that.
Arya's elbow struck Teldryn hard right below his ribs. "You just had to joke!" she hissed. He rubbed his side, flashing her a toothy grin.
"If you weren't such a little thing, that might have actually hurt." He ignored her scowl. "So what's the plan?"
"Well..." She quickly poked her head around the side, scanning the area as fast as she could before ducking back. "It looks like the dragon has already taken out several of the draugr, and they're doing decent damage to him, too. So I say we wait them out and take on whoever's left standing."
"Smart. I knew I followed you for more than your delightfully plump... Coin purse." He dodged before her elbow could land another blow, but the traitorous blush painting her cheeks was duly noted.
The noise of battle soon ceased, and the ground shook as the dragon dropped to the ground in exhaustion. That was their cue. A rapid succession of ebony arrows driving into the beast's hide alerted it to their presence, but it was too late; the elf was already upon it, driving his blade down into its skull. With a strangled cry it slumped into the snow.
Arya tucked her bow back in place as she trudged through the snow. Her heart was racing. She wanted so badly to blame it on the battle, but that made no sense given how easy it had been. No, what really had her trembling as she approached the dragon was the knowledge that its soul may be stolen, and the implications of said theft... She bit her lip and tried to look normal as her companion brushed past her to clean his sword in the snow.
The dragon's flesh burned away and the distinct, swirling glow of its soul was set free. Tendrils of golden energy began to encircle the girl, and for a moment her heart sank in disappointment. Then the energy rushed past her, and a deep, familiar voice brought a smile to her face.
"I thank you, Dragonborn," he purred, just inches from her ear. The dragon's soul tingled against her skin as it passed to the man behind her. "I hope you'll..." A husky moan escaped him as the last of the glowing tendrils disappeared. She knew what that felt like, and couldn't suppress a shiver of need before turning to face him. He was ethereal, just like the last time he'd taken a soul from her, but she could still see the subtle trembling in his movements as he regained his breath. "Mmmm, I hope you'll visit me for your repayment soon," he finally finished. With that, he abruptly faded away.
"Reparations" Miraak/F!Dragonborn Part 1/?
“Oh, lovely. Isn’t that just what we need?” The crunching of footsteps behind her came to an abrupt halt. “I was so sure that rieklings were going to be the worst we had to deal with today.”
“Teldryn, that's exactly the kind of thing you'd say if you wanted to jinx us,” she teased, earning a playful pinch on her side as he continued along the trail.
Soon they crested the hill, and both crept as quickly as possible to the cover of a nearby rock. The sounds of armor clanking and arrows whistling filled the air, but it was the raspy "Fus Roh Dah!" from just ahead that told them all they needed to know about the dragon's prey: only the strongest draugr could Shout like that.
Arya's elbow struck Teldryn hard right below his ribs. "You just had to joke!" she hissed. He rubbed his side, flashing her a toothy grin.
"If you weren't such a little thing, that might have actually hurt." He ignored her scowl. "So what's the plan?"
"Well..." She quickly poked her head around the side, scanning the area as fast as she could before ducking back. "It looks like the dragon has already taken out several of the draugr, and they're doing decent damage to him, too. So I say we wait them out and take on whoever's left standing."
"Smart. I knew I followed you for more than your delightfully plump... Coin purse." He dodged before her elbow could land another blow, but the traitorous blush painting her cheeks was duly noted.
The noise of battle soon ceased, and the ground shook as the dragon dropped to the ground in exhaustion. That was their cue. A rapid succession of ebony arrows driving into the beast's hide alerted it to their presence, but it was too late; the elf was already upon it, driving his blade down into its skull. With a strangled cry it slumped into the snow.
Arya tucked her bow back in place as she trudged through the snow. Her heart was racing. She wanted so badly to blame it on the battle, but that made no sense given how easy it had been. No, what really had her trembling as she approached the dragon was the knowledge that its soul may be stolen, and the implications of said theft... She bit her lip and tried to look normal as her companion brushed past her to clean his sword in the snow.
The dragon's flesh burned away and the distinct, swirling glow of its soul was set free. Tendrils of golden energy began to encircle the girl, and for a moment her heart sank in disappointment. Then the energy rushed past her, and a deep, familiar voice brought a smile to her face.
"I thank you, Dragonborn," he purred, just inches from her ear. The dragon's soul tingled against her skin as it passed to the man behind her. "I hope you'll..." A husky moan escaped him as the last of the glowing tendrils disappeared. She knew what that felt like, and couldn't suppress a shiver of need before turning to face him. He was ethereal, just like the last time he'd taken a soul from her, but she could still see the subtle trembling in his movements as he regained his breath. "Mmmm, I hope you'll visit me for your repayment soon," he finally finished. With that, he abruptly faded away.