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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 20:43:49 GMT -5
Mason | 20 | Kajjit | Came from Cyroliil
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 20:46:34 GMT -5
Mason padded through the streets of Windhelm slowly, his hand resting on the hilt of his rapier as he looked. He was wearing his usual for the cold weather. His old leather trench coat that ends down at his ankles, black leather gloves, and long black pants He was just passing through, but he supposed he'd stay a couple nights.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 20:46:49 GMT -5
('Ay!)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 20:52:45 GMT -5
(Oh right. I haven't played Skyrim much. Where would she be? I'll skip him there.)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 21:00:13 GMT -5
(Well let me just edit this.)
Mason padded through the streets of Solitude slowly, his hand resting on the handle of his ebony dagger as he looked. He was wearing his usual for the cold weather. His old leather trench coat that ends down at his ankles, black leather gloves, and long black pants He was just passing through, but he supposed he'd stay a couple nights.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 21:09:33 GMT -5
As Mason padded along, he heard singing to his left and looked down at her, tilting his head. "Hello, what song is that?" He asked her curiously.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 21:20:42 GMT -5
Mason nodded. "Ah I see. I'm new to Skyrim by a few days so I haven't heard much yet." He said in his raspy voice. He was better at English then other Kajiit but he still had the raspy voice.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 21:48:59 GMT -5
Mason shook his head. "I'll heed your warning, but I'm sorry I don't take sides." He said with a blink.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 22:16:11 GMT -5
(Oh boy she's into it!)
Mason tilted his head. "How do you know they're the worst? Have you met them?" He asked.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 22:35:16 GMT -5
(Imma change his name. It's not very Kajiit.)
Ra'jeeb frowned. "Oh. I'm so sorry. I suppose that does happen in wars. I suppose in battles it's best to try and see it from both sides. It gives a better understanding on what they want as well." He said. He had friends in the Stormcloaks.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Feb 1, 2017 23:35:45 GMT -5
Mason nodded. "Hmm. From what I have picked up, they believe you're a corrupt and crumbling empire that's just a puppet of the Thalmor." He explained to her.
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Post by Sour Candy on Feb 1, 2017 23:44:48 GMT -5
I'll make a characet later if I get the chance
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Post by Sour Candy on Feb 2, 2017 12:02:47 GMT -5
Name: Fostrun Race: Khajiit Age: 25 Backstory (shortened version) : Fostrun was adopted and raised in Skyrim, and thus behaves much like a Nord. Class: Two-Handed Warrior (Two-Handed, Heavy Armor, etc)
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Post by Sour Candy on Feb 2, 2017 12:34:06 GMT -5
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