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Re: Fill: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match 6c/?
Date: 2014-01-09 06:48 pm (UTC)"We need to talk about Rozenn" 1/1 (aka Rozenn!Anon's facepalm fic)
Date: 2014-01-09 07:05 pm (UTC)"I like the Dragonborn, General, I truly do, but she needs to be informed of something," said the soldier.
"Oh? And what might that be?" Galmar asked.
"That my sister is a logger not a miller," Ralof said with a grimace. "I mean - I don't mind, but Gerdur gets so annoyed when Rozenn calls her a miller... And she's got a temper on her, does our Gerdur."
"But Rozenn is Dragonborn," Galmar began to protest.
"Gerdur will speak her mind, no matter what," Ralof said, rolling his eyes. "Got us both into all kinds of scrapes when we were kids."
"I'll let her know to watch her tongue," Galmar rumbled into his ale.
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"But they live on a mill," Rozenn said, baffled. "They must be millers."
"No, it's a lumber mill. Thus lumberjacks or loggers," Galmar responded with exaggerated patience.
"But ... Riverwood Mill, Anga's Mill, Half-Moon Mill! It makes no sense not to call them millers!" Rozenn protested.
Galmar sighed and pressed his palm to his eyes. "Call it a Nord custom, then."
"Alright, love. I'll try to remember. For you."
Galmar grunted.