On mun’s deep unwillingness to move

[conjuredskies]

I’m pretty certain it won’t get any cooler. Not that I’m against wasting a day sitting around drinking whatever’s to hand. Although last time I wound up covered in brightly coloured moss for a week, so… my point is, you’d better start moving now or the odds won’t improve for the rest of your time here. Speaking as a friend.

A friend who’s, ah, slightly at the mercy of a shapeshifting tiger. Lest you forget.

Come on, it's not that bad. You could be in Bravil.

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[nordic_dovahkiin]

[A mage? Ugh. Milk drinkers, the lot of them.]

Bravil? I have never heard of such a place. What kind of warrior are you, who dresses in such a flimsy garb? Are you a mage?

[conjuredskies]

[He's the leather-armoured, apparently-unarmed kind, for sure. Unless you count the steel dagger - and who does?]

Bravil's not as renowned as it used to be, even in Cyrodiil. [Was she ever renowned? He's not sure. Before his time.] But you've guessed well. I've studied healing magic, a little Destruction...

[Practised not-mentioning-the-conjuration-to-Nords, too.]