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The Fragile [1/6]

Date: 2014-01-08 10:29 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
“Hello! Hello!” a feminine voice called from outside and Ulundil stopped eating his bread, looking to the front door curiously. Arivanya sighed from across the table and grabbed another sweet roll, slicing it in two.

“Ulundil, eat.”

He frowned, eyes still on the door. “Honey, forgive me, but does that sound like someone’s at the door?”

“No,” she grumbled as she began eating her sweet roll, ignoring the calls which were growing more and more distant. “It’s probably some poor traveler looking for a guard. Don’t get involved.”

He pursed his lips as he contemplated his wife’s command before he was up, fetching his coat. Arivanya gave him a sour look. “If you go out there and catch an illness, I won’t tend to you.”

He smiled at her. “Come now, my sweet. What sort of mer would we be if we didn’t help out anyone who came by? Why, we’d be no better than some of our cousins who live at the Embassy!” he commented and she said nothing but he could see some guilt within her. “I’ll just be a moment, dear. If it is a traveler looking for a guard, I’ll just direct them to one and be back before you know!”

“Whatever,” she sighed, taking his half of the sweet roll and he pulled on a coat, quickly fastening a hood over his head as he could hear the wind from under the door and he stepped outside into a harsh blizzard, the wind rushing past him making his wife scream. He closed the door, inhaling the sharp, frozen air.

“Sorry, my love!” he called and he heard her yell a curse which he chuckled at. He would make it up to her later, bringing such bitter winds into their home but for now he sought out the voice he heard earlier.

“Hello!?” he called into the storm and he had to blink back tears as the snowflakes were blown into his face. His first thought went to his horses and he quickly descended his steps, making his way to the stables to see his poor animals. They had their backs turned to the wind, heads hung low and he quickly fetched their woven blankets, throwing one over the shivering mare and fastening it to her legs. The wind hit him again, chilling him to the bone but he knew he was better off than most.

He had furs protecting him, a lot more than some had and he silently prayed to all nine divines to help anyone caught in the storm. It was only after he finished did he hear a horse whinny. It was not from one of his.

“Hello!?” he shouted again, patting his mare before moving out towards the nearly snow-covered road. He stumbled in a snowdrift but righted himself before he took a tumble. The whinny came closer and he wished he brought a torch so he could see. The blizzard was making the sky darker than it should for the time it was and he worried for the mysterious traveler might become lost. He had seen more than one body in the waters before Windhelm and it pained him every time he did. “He-e-ll-o-o-o!”

“Hello!?” a voice called back and he felt his heart swell. They could hear him! He made his way onto the road, slipping on the stones but as he traveled down it, he could see a shape coming towards him. It was a horse and a person at its side.

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