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skyrimkinkmeme) wrote2013-07-04 01:41 pm
skyrimkinkmeme) wrote2013-07-04 01:41 pm
Skyrim Page 5 - "NAKED! Naked naked naked "
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Re: Fill: With Child 1b/?
(Anonymous) 2013-09-15 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)*-*-*
Falchion stood motionless before the Guardian Stones for a long time, internally cursing her own inner weakness. If she chose the Thief she could avoid
rutting werebeastsenemies, but if she chose the Wizard, she could incinerate them with a thought. She chose the Warrior, and hoped she had been wise."I'm not surprised. I knew you shouldn't have been on that cart the moment I laid eyes on you," Hadvar said cheerfully.
"Then why didn't you ask me why I'd run into your camp?" Falchion asked, not without a little spite: she knew Hadvar had not been the one to order her bound without interrogation, nor the one to order her executed without trial, but the fact of it still stung. Hadvar looked hurt so she decided to lighten her words with some humour. "Besides, being named for a sword, I couldn't possibly choose otherwise, could I?"
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Falchion parted ways from Hadvar on good terms with him, but utterly unconvinced by his pleas to join the Legion, not after what had - and what had almost - happened.
She explored the Barrow, and headed to Whiterun to warn the Jarl: he was certainly not to blame for her bad experiences, and perhaps she would let him know that werewolves roamed the countryside, preying on innocent travellers.
She had never killed anything like a flying, fire-breathing monster before; when the thing's soul entered her - against her wishes - Falchion vomited at the Western Watchtower. Irileth eyed her with disdain, but she heard two of the city guards doing the same in the nearby bushes, so she didn't feel badly about herself. Besides which, the hardy mer Housecarl was a seasoned campaigner, and even she looked pale after that fight.
When Jarl Balgruuf named her Thane, Falchion was most glad to be gifted with Lydia, for she had few friends and nobody to talk to except for the Housecarl. It took some time to get to know Lydia, for the two women were both reserved, and not prone to idle chatter, but after saving one another's hides several times in Valtheim Towers, Redoran's Retreat, and Silent Moons Camp, they became firm friends.