Tag: Elder Scrolls Online
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Plans: Part 2
Havald grit his teeth as he struggled with unfastening the knots of the ropes binding the last of the wagon drivers. “Your friend has had a few too many moon sugars,” murmured a freed Khajiit as he watched the commotion at the entrance to the small, concealed camp. Though hidden from sight, the rise of…
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Plans: Part 1
“You’re still sitting there?” Havald panted as he jogged down the dune. Not moving from the spot atop the warm stone where she meditated, Risala drew a deep breath through her nose. The air was dry, and hot. It smelled of sand, and sun, and the distant bite of salt, and a sand serpent’s nest…
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Havald’s Choice
With an unceremonious yelp Havald felt every one of the twenty-four stone steps of the Eastmarch barrow. Every single one as he crashed down to the mud and snow at the bottom. “Augh! You — you rot-gutted horker!” he shouted as he drug himself up to his feet. “You can’t just kick me out!” From…
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Unexpected
“Well, well, well.” The slow, far too satisfied voice that echoed quietly across from the entrance to the burial chamber was all too familiar. Mouth full of several different lock picks, Risala sighed and rolled her eyes to the heavens before focusing back on her work. “Either you’ve upgraded to robbing better tombs, or you’ve…
Worlds of Risala 