Sarka Wolfrunner | Skyrim | The Dragonborn [Doesn't Play Nice]

[dracaboren]

I have a godsdammed planet to save.  Shit to do.  Let me get back to it, because you know I'm not going to fit in anywhere out there.  I'm more apt to fus ro dah someone half way to Sunday, start fights, and be an utter shit.

Or maybe I should just yol at you for awhile until you take the fucking hint.

Get out.  I'm busy with this whole--

Fucking frost troll!

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[gentleman_thief]

Mundane! You shouldn't make such crude jokes.

[He'd turn to look at Sarka.]

My apologies if you heard him.

[dracaboren]

[Sourly] And what jokes would those be?

[gentleman_thief]

Something about your exclamation at the end of your entry and your favorite past times.

[dracaboren]

Kyne's breasts. There always has to be one in the bunch. You try saying anything else when a frost troll pops up out of nowhere and knocks you on your godsdamned ass.

[gentleman_thief]

Yes I do apologize. For what it's worth him voicing a perverted joke is rare and he's excited to see you here.

I can't even apologize for the language because she don't care. B|

[dracaboren]

Hrmph.

Kyne bless the fool then. At least someone's happy to see me other than that worthless nag of a coward horse I have. Trouble's only happy when I have a fucking feedbag. Jackass turns more tail than a whore shown coin.

[Sarka snorts softly and manages to soften her glower somewhat, but not by much. She's a Nord, not some dainty flower.]

And I don't mind xD Some of my other muses are less Gentleman-like

[gentleman_thief]

Well I wish I could say I knew your story very well but with the nature of your "canon" my mundane's experience with you is far different from your story.

Given his first attempt was with a Dark Elf mage.

This? Sarah Connor in Skyrim, with a nasty twist. 8D

[dracaboren]

Ah. Dunmer. [She shrugs.] I've had my own quarrels with Dunmer, but, in all, they're not a bad sort. Good thieves in my experience. I suppose everyone has a story. And I do wonder if I am the only Dovahkiin of this age, surely there are more.

Oh? Also note to self: Log into the right character when replying.

[gentleman_thief]

Oh? How old are you if you don't mind my asking?

XD

[dracaboren]

You're gonna ask me that question when I've got a bow and a quiver of arrows that I can string faster than you can scream 'oh gods no, no'? [She's joking. Flatly.] I've seen thirty winters pass and will begin my thirty-first come Mid Year. What does my age have to do with the price of wheat in Hammerfell?

[gentleman_thief]

[He chuckles.]

My apologies. I ask simply to see the different between our mundanes. Mine tended towards the versions of yourself in their twenties.

[dracaboren]

Mine says there's more of a tale to be told with me at my age. The eye. The scar. The fact that I want every frost troll in Skyrim dead.

[gentleman_thief]

That does lead to an interesting story. Mine did something similar with myself. There are 3 canon points he could of taken me from and this one leaves me with the most "history" without me being completely depressing to be around.

...speaking of wrong accounts

[dracaboren]

Helpful, that. Sometimes our lives are better told through the eyes of another.

XD

[gentleman_thief]

I suppose. At the very least I'll be of more use with this amount of history.

The only thing that I hope for for all of our sakes is that nothing follows me here.

[dracaboren]

Nothing better follow me, or I'll have something very loud and damaging to say about it. Last thing I need is a fucking dragon...or a frost troll.

[gentleman_thief]

To be perfectly honest. I'd prefer something followed you than followed me. It'd be better if something that could die was here.

[dracaboren]

Hrm. There is a certain safety to being able to kill something.