Featured: Out for a good hunt
There's a VAMPIRE in Our House..."Alright... So, unlike myself, my wife has... A bit of an issue with vampires. I don't know how well she's going to take it, that you're following me around and such. Just... Keep quiet, and I'll talk to her."
I lifted my gaze away from my home to look back at the woman following me. I still had no idea how I managed to get myself a vampiric follower, but I needed Serana in order to try and stop the blood-suckers from ruining the world as we know it. As a result, the woman had decided she would follow me as I tried to find a Moth Priest who had stumbled into Skyrim, to decipher the Elder Scroll she carried for us. Before we made our journey, I wanted to stop home, and see my family for at least a few minutes, restock my potion and food supply, and get a bit of rest before we left. But with my wife being Aela the Huntress... Bringing a vampire home might not have been the best idea.
"Are you sure it's smart for me to be going in there, then?" Serana asked, arching an eyebrow as she wari
Elusive Prey chapter 9She watched another drunken Nord run up to the bard, slurring to him to play another song. The man shook his head profusely, stating he was done for the time being and he needed a short break. The Nord scowled, trudging back to his seat while swearing loudly for all to hear.
Selene sighed, looking into her nearly empty mug. Though it was nice to get away from the bustling questions of the Companions, the Bannered Mare wasn't much better. Here, it was much louder due to the small space and the booming voices of the patrons stung her ears. The Dragonborn downed the last of her mead, placing the metal tankard back onto the bar gently. As she stood, she plucked a few septims out of her deceptively small coin purse, slapping them onto the counter and leaving the crowded inn.
The frigid nighttime air slammed into her as she shut the door, causing her to shiver slightly. Selene shifted under her heavy Orcish armor and began trudging down the path. Her hair danced in her face as a strong gust
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