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"Hey! What do you think your doing! I saw you steal that!" A Dunmer woman I wasn't familiar with in Windhelm's New Gnisis Cornerclub yelled at me and I dropped the healing potion I'd failed to pocket. She'd spotted me from a hole in the floor, one floor down from me at the bar, Ambarys Rendar the Dunmer owner of the place groaned in annoyance and put his head in his hands, while his employee another Dunmer man Malthyr Elenil went up and grabbed me dragging me back downstairs to a bar stool for a good scolding.
Ambarys glared at me, "So I tell you that my people are treated like horker dung here and that the guards pay us no head and you immediately go upstairs to try and steal from me? Really!? You know it's not the cold I hate about Skyrim, it's the stench from the people like you that gets to me."
A guard who happened to be at one of the tables that day got up and came over.
"I can take him from here, I'll make sure he pays for this. Your right that the Windhelm guard needs to do better, we can start by making sure theives pay their dues in our city."
I looked at Ambarys pleadingly.
"Oh no, you don't get any pitty here." He rolls his eyes at me, "I saw you try and steel that wooden bowl from me earlier too, you get out of here! I don't care for your questions or for your coin if your going to steal from my business right after, get out of my place this instant!"
I go with the guard outside, it's snowing and freezing out. He shoves me against a brick wall. I know their right, I deserve it. I just can't seem to control my theivery or at least be better at it..
"Okay you can either pay up for your crime, cost of attempted theft here is 28 septims, or if you can’t afford the fine then I can hall your ass to a cell instead. Choice is yours theif."
I gasp, my face aches against the cold bricks of the dark alleyway and I say,
"How about instead you do whatever you want with my ass then we call it even and drop all charges??"
I knew Guards were always the most pent up, worth a shot I figured. Would be better than spending a week in the Windhelm barracks. He withdrew his grip on my back, and looked around both ways to make sure no one was around.
"Well... Okay then, if you'd prefer that to jail by all means let's have at you then."
He stripped me down to my ass pulling up my college wizard robes. He slapped said ass in the cold night air roughly. Then turning me around made me kneel in front of him, then undid his trousers and pulled out his thick Nord's shaft from out of his armor and put his cockhead to my lips. I opened my mouth and licked him from the base to the tip then took his full manhood into my mouth and he rutted himself into my mouth again and again till I gagged. He gripped the back of my mage's hood with both his hands and thrust himself in and out of my mouth then pushed me even further against his pubes until his cock was touching the back of my throat and then he came hard down my throat and pulled himself out. I swallowed, daised I collapsed, and he ajusted his armor and walked off.
Then I noticed while putting my pants back on that he'd taken the 28 septims I'd owed for the petty theft anyways. Ugh, I should have just waited till morning to purchase from Sadri's Used Wares rather than try and steal off Ambarys! I ajusted my clothes then my cowl and wiped any remaining cum off my lips and goatee. It was freezing as hell so I figured I'd go to the Candleharth inn for a bed to sleep till morning. Whatever, Guard actually didn't seem like a bad guy or I wouldn't have offered the exchange to begin with, or maybe I still would have, was horny before I stole Ambarys dung ass potion anyways.. Though usually I’d prefer to be paid for my sex rather than use it as payment.
The next day after leaving Candlebharth the wench who caught me stealing from Ambarys place kept following me around Windhelm, trying to keep an eye on me to make sure I didn't steal from others.. Note to self, don't steal from Windhelm, the buildings our so shaudy you'll be caught through the walls.
I went to Sadri's Used Wares before noon the next day, the man behind the counter was a slim Dunmer with a clean face, a slightly pointy hairstyle, and angry eyebrows yet kind, red eyes. He was kind of cute I thought. Like how a small fuzzy spider is kind of cute. He saw me looking around and at him in particular, and he said,
"Oh hello! I haven't seen you around here before. Feel free to look around and ask me about anything, all of my goods are ethically sourced, nothing stolen I assure you. All my good's our legitimate which is more then I can say for some!"
I laughed and quipped,
"Are you sure none of your good's our stolen?"
His friendly demeaner faded and his gray face pailed a bit. I only ment to tease him not to scare.
He burst out,
"Only a careless, shameful, idiotic, fetcher would buy pilfered goods!" He wrung his rists in distress,
"Oh by Azura your right though I've made a terrible mistake! I purchased a ring off some bandits and Viola Giordano lost a ring that looks just like it!"
"Ah, I see. I could return it for you?"
I offered.
"It's not so simple.. She'd have my head if she knew I was even remotely involved. But if someone were to sneak into her house, put it in a dresser or something, I would pay handsomely."
"I'll do it."
"What, really? Oh thank you! Thank you so much! He handed me the ring."
"No problem." I winked, and left the room forgetting to buy some health potions for my next adventure, I could do that when I returned anyways.
The job was as quick as running over to Viola's estate, sweet talking the guard outside of it to investigate another street where I lied I'd heard something suspicious, lockpicking the door, slipping inside, putting the ring in the nearest dresser, then running back to Sadri to report. No sign of that annoying lady from before luckily.
Revyn Sadri was extactic when I walked back in and told him.
"Oh thank you! Azura bless you, oh thank you so much! Here, this is all I earned from my last shipment, take it, it's yours."
800 septims. 800 SEPTIMS!? That was A LOT to give me for a simple fetch quest so I said,
"Are you sure? This is too much for such a small act of kindness.."
"Oh please take it, I insist, my reputation of no pilfered goods is extremely important to me!"
Wow, he was cute, and too generous for his own good.. Definitely my new favorite man in Windhelm.
"Thank you. Really, you are too kind."
He smiled at me.
"Anything you need and you just let me know. Anything at all, finally someone useful is around!"
That gave me an idea. Maybe I could test how generous he could be.
"Anything? Hmm, well then how about a hug and kiss for my troubles?"
He looked me over, up and down.
"Oh, um. Well, okay then."
Leaning across his store counter he kissed my cheek then hugged me. When he withdrew he was blushing.
"Thank you Sadri, I look foward to seeing you again."
"You too! It's Revyn actually, Revyn Sadri, you can just call me Revyn though."
"My names Calipso. After my next trip I'll barter you some goods Revyn."
He smiled. And I left. A single kiss on the cheek and hug making my Bosmer heart beat faster than the last night's Guard had. I also was thinking I should be sure not to sell his store any stolen goods in the future, seemed like a kind man and clearly his reputation of no pilfered goods was very important to him. I may be a thief but I still had standards even if they were exceedingly low when it came to who I let bang me in random alleyways apperantly.
Later I’m in the Dwemer Ruin’s of Mzulft bleeding out to death from a Chaurus Hunter Fledgling attack. Really wishing I’d bought or stolen some more potions now. I’m downed and can’t stand, to week to use my magicka I wait a bit for my strength to be just enough to check my gear and luckily find a few healing and magicka potions from my last trip through the Pale from Windhelm. Shakily bringing each bottle to my lips I sip and regain enough strength feeling the flesh knit itself back together enough to steady myself, I stumble back through the ruins away from the Chaurus’s and curse myself for being so distracted by a pretty face I’d forgotten what I needed.. Using a healing spell I regain my full strength, then go back and burn the Chaurus hunter and the other big bug with it to a crisp, I fight off a mechanical gold guy and then take a break. It was too close a call, sure what I had this time was enough but I can’t afford such close calls even still, I guess this time I survived. My mage’s robes bloody I feel over my chest where the potion and spell healed me, my fingers touch a large bruise and scarring over my tanned skin, but it’s better than the gash from the giant insects that had been their before. I continue on my way through the ruins. For some reason I can’t get the image of Revyn Sadri out of my head.
Unfortunately the rest of the ruin was similarly brutal and their was more than a few close calls by the time I was less than half way through I was already out of magicka potions and health potions and would have to rely solely on my own magic to get me through this. I wasn’t great with wards, only learned them for the College of Winterhold but figured now was as good a time as any to get better at using them. As I searched for Mzulft’s Oculory I found wards were a good call indeed passing into a steamy stone and brass chorador a Falmer tried to gut me but my ward ready I quickly made dead meat of them with my electricity in the other hand. My ward was not as affective against the Falmer archer’s that followed after however and after a brutal fight where I killed a Falmer mage, his Archer companion fought tooth and nail till I was again downed this time I needed to wait for my magicka to recharge before I’d be able to fight anymore the Falmer archer and another with a sword came over to me while I was down and he smelled my hair and grunted to his companion. Apparently he liked how I smelled because I saw his loin cloth tenting and he pulled my robes up and holding then started rutting against my own loin cloth with his now exposed erection, then his companion cut my loin cloth clean off and I felt the Cave dweller in front of me’s long fat cock rubbing against my own and gods damn it, I started to get hard from him grabbing my waist and rubbing us off together, than he spat on my ass and shoved himself in. His cock was long and wet, maybe Falmer were self lubricating, it quivered inside me, he pulled out almost all the way then slowly fucked back into me balls deep. He repeated this a few times. Taking me doggy style, his balls slapping against my ass as he snarled like the wild blind monster he was. My shoulder with the arrows sticking out of it hurt like hell. The other Falmer pulled them out and tossed them aside and I yelled when he did. The one with the sword moved to my front rubbing his own penis against my face urging me to suck him off so I started to be plowed at both ends. They were both moving hard and fast now there cocks twitching and swelling with need. They fucked me till they came there seed pooring out of both ends of me over flowing and pooling in dallops on the floor, when I felt them filling me up I came hard with a cry, the mix of pain, confusion, and pleasure was unbearable. Then him and the other Falmer walked off.
Finally my magicka was regained so I gave myself a bit to adjust my mage robes and to heal my shoulder. Then I shot fire at both Falmer till they fell to the ground lifeless and I laughed.
“Ha ha! Take that you stupid Falmer scum!”
Finally I found another key in a chest after fighting off a Dweemer sphere and found my way to Mzulft’s Oculory, once there another mage, unaffiliated with the college who’d been in their studying way too long started interrogating me near immediately, after talking to me a bit he realized his friends were either gone or dead, he seemed upset about how all their work had been for not without the right crystal, I pulled some crystals out of my backpack and asked him if any of them were it. He lightened up immediately and ecstatically clapped his hands.
“Yes that’s it! My work might have not come to an end after all! Follow me.”
He lead me up a winding staircase to a large dwemer machine like a telescope with many different lenses and ushered me to put my crystal between the lenses, so I did. Then he let me adjust the lenses with buttons at the top of the machine but no matter how many buttons I pressed I couldn’t get the light to shine through the glass lenses of the telescope right. Then I remembered the mage had mentioned something about his friend having broken the last crystal with too much cold, and I thought maybe it would help the old telescope get the light right, so I shot three to four frostbite spells at the crystal and then when I pressed the buttons the light hit the lenses just right and I got the machine to project a map of Skyrim, but just the top of the map.
The mage below me screamed at me.
“What have you done! What are you hiding in that college of yours! You’ve messed up the whole thing!”
“I’ve only been with the college for like a month!"
I lied, I'd been with the college for over a year now. I just didn't like this guy.
"I’m not hiding anything! If it’s the Eye of Magnus your talking about that’s why I’m here I need to find the Staff of Magnus, I thought it might be here?”
“The Eye of Magnus! Well, no matter. Even if what you say is all lies, there must be something very powerful at that college of yours to disrupt our work here. I’m going back to tell my friends about my findings! Look for your staff in Labyrinthian because it’s not here you buffoon!”
I should have been nicer to him, who knew how long he’d been stuck up here, but I got the damn machine working in the first place and that wasn’t even my job it was his and I was pissed off at him for being so aggressive with me so I shot back.
“Ya well at least I haven’t been in these damn ruines so long I’ve gone batshit crazy how you have.”
“Crazy? Crazy!? I’m not crazy! To hell with you, you college goers are all the same, holier than thou asses! I’m out of here!”
We both parted ways. I regretted calling him crazy, I shared his opinion that the college was full of shit on a lot of things and hell I went there. But my experience so far as the College’s fetch boy had given me my own share of bitterness towards it and crazy was a cruel thing to call a man whose been working for gods knows how long down here and didn’t find whatever he was looking for in the results of this experiment and had lost his peers in the process. Sure he was being a jerk to me too, but it didn’t mean I had to be a jerk back he was just ticking me off. I know what it feels like to be called and perceived as crazy, he didn’t deserve that. I left the ruins after him, and I headed back to Windhelm with the Dweemer and Falmer gear I’d collected to sell to Revyn. This time I’d be sure not to forget to buy some potions from him. I’d go to the potion store too.
Turned out, the potion store in Windhelm was actually kind of shit. Sickly guy running the place only had two health potions for one thing and when I used his potion brewing station he said,
“You going to stand there all day or buy something?”
When I went back to Sadri’s Used Wares he gasped when he saw me, I guess there was a lot of blood and dirt on me, and my robes were all fucked up and ripped so the look of concern he was giving me checked.
“Just got back from a Dwemer ruin, I have some things to trade.”
“Wow. Oh, Calipso.. That ruin looks like it must have been, well I’m just glad you're back, and in my store no less.”
I traded all my adventuring crap with Revyn then bought any health potions he had, way more than that sickly potion vendor luckily.
“Hey uh, I know this may be a bit forward but I really like you. I couldn’t stop thinking about you while out adventuring. I’m going to be renting a room again at the Candlehearth and after I get cleaned up, unbloodied, and out of this armor, I was wondering if you’d want to have dinner with me?”
Revyn put down the Dwarven scrap metal I’d traded him and took my hand in his my heart skipped a beat.
“I’ve liked you since the first day I’ve met you and in the same ways or I wouldn’t have kissed you after you ran that errand for me, I would be honored to have dinner with you Calipso, thank you for inviting me.”
“Then it’s a date! See you then!”
I went off to the inn. After booking my room I sat my gear down and went to the washroom to pour myself a hot bath. I started peeling off my bloody wizard robes, when the water finished boiling I poured it into the wash basin and got in soon after. Scrubbing the blood, dirt, and Falmer cum off me. When I got most of the muck off I started using some snowberry and mint soap to wash my hair, face, beard, chest, and armpits. My tanned brown wood elf skin and my reddish brown hair looked so much better now that they were clean. The water thoroughly used I rested in the bath till the heat left the water, then I got up and dried myself off with a towel. I threw out the bloodied college robes, wrapped myself in the towel and went back to my room to change. When in my room I decided to change into some blue wizards robes. I left my hair untied for now, and put on some simple brown long boots.
Leaving my room I went upstairs to the dining area, noticing Revyn was already waiting for me when I got there I sat down across from him. He was wearing his usual blue low collared shirt and vest, but had noticeably freshened up himself and had on some kind of Dunmeri cologne with an intoxicating somewhat spicy aroma. When he saw me he smiled and his red eyes twinkled with affection.
“It’s about damn time we went on a date, I’ve been dying to get to know you better. You're the most interesting visitor Windhelm’s had in ages.” He said.
I laughed.
“Thank you. I want to know more about you too Revyn, you have the best store in Skyrim you’ve clearly poured alot of work into your business and it shows.”
An innkeeper came to take our orders. I ordered a seared Salmon steak, mashed potatoes, some grilled leaks, and some wine. Revyn ordered some beef stew and some wine. The server left with our orders.
Revyn looked at me a bit somberly and said,
“Thank you for complimenting my store, it’s been vitally important to me to have it be the best I could fathomably make it, also gives me something to do in this otherwise wretched city, something to keep me busy and to earn a living for myself. But to tell you the truth, sometimes I fantasize about not needing to work someday, of moving away from the Gray Quarter to somewhere with flowers and warmth, maybe having children or something, I don’t really know. I want to settle down with someone and be theres. I daydream constantly of what’s beyond Windhelm, of more than this. I read so many books to escape. What was your life like before you came here?”
I hummed in agreement.
“I understand in away, I feel like.” I started,
“I grew up homeless wandering Skyrim after the Nord’s who adopted me were killed by the Thalmor in the war when I was 12, never met my original parents they died when I was still a baby probably to war too but wouldn’t know. I had to do whatever I could to survive and make ends meet after that. Often the manual labor was brutal, especially for a child. I remember one time I’d joined a mine, and they essentially treated the workers like slaves, pay was crap, there wasn’t enough water for us, I tried to leave and got whipped with a belt by the mine’s owner when I did, but I made it out. My teen years were full of prostitution and I became a thief to make money for awhile, I was briefly a skooma addict around 18 but then recovered. More recently I’ve been with the College of Winterhold, I went when I was 25 to learn more about magic and hown my skills, always had a knack for it, I’m 26 now and I’ve been extremely disappointed with the quality of the college they really haven’t taught me much new at all, kind of growing to the resent them honestly, but I love the arch mage there Savos Aren. He’s great, really the heart and soul of the place to be honest. He’s sort of a paternal figure to me too, I really look up to him and respect the hell out of him, he’s such a sweet and knowledgeable man. No one else there can compare, he’s really helped me stick through with my studies and tuition despite my doubts with the College. He’s like family to me, only family I’ve got now really. Sort of see him like a dad, idk if he sees me like a son or just one of his top students. I mostly stick to myself there and haven’t really befriended the other students honestly, they annoy me. The College needs me to find this thing called the staff of magnus because of this freaky orb situation they’ve got going on there. I still do thievery very much and prostitution to make ends meet tbh, I also have an unusually high labido which is part of it I guess for me, it’s not just about survival anymore, I like the feeling of power it gives me over others too. I’m saving up for a house actually. I want to live somewhere warm with flowers too, and I want a husband. I don’t know about kids though, I don’t think I’d be a good role model, I’m just some crazy, extremely traumatized, and horny, thief wizard..”
Our food and drinks were brought and set down.
Revyn took a drink from their ail.
I reached for my wine and he took my hand instead and squeezed it gently, and firmly in his own.
“Life in Skyrim is short. Yours has been exceptionally brutal for such a young mer. I will say I’m quite a bit older than you I can tell, and though I live in poverty I’ve never experienced such hardships as what you’ve described. Courting in Skyrim is as simple as finding someone you like and committing to them. I think, if you intend to take me, I ask you to stop relying on others for your sexual needs if we become lovers. If you show me an amulet of Mara, I’ll marry you as is the custom of the land, and I’ll settle down with you wherever you wish to.”
I wanted that. I definitely wanted all of that, but I didn’t like the sound of having to be exclusive though it was the way of the land. Plus how would I make the money for a house without prostitution.
“If while I’m out there up until I get the amulet of Mara and bring it to you, if I continue to have sex with others up until then would that offend you?”
He took a sip from his ail.
“No. But once we’re married by way of the land, then at that point I want you to be exclusive to me. Before then though I don’t mind.”
We ate our meals, finished them, and our drinks, I was now warm and buzzed from the cheap wine and excellent company.
“It doesn’t bother you that I’m a thief?” I asked cheeks flushed from both the alcohol and Sadri’s confession of wanting to court me or even marry me, wow.
“Not really. As long as you don’t sell me anything pilfered. I just don’t deal in stolen wares. But what you do is your business, not mine. You haven’t sold me anything stolen right?”
“Never, I would never no.”
“Then it’s not an issue. Are you sure you want to be dating someone so much older than you? I’m in my mid hundreds your not even to a century yet.”
“Yes. Yes I want to court you. I want to marry you too once I have an amulet of Mara and a home for us.”
Revyn sighed.
“When I first moved to Skyrim with my sister Odesa I was 73 still young for a mer, I thought it was so weird back then how in Skyrim as soon as people found a mutual attraction they’d marry right away no hesitation, and not just the Nords, but the mer here too. Back then I thought it was cult like and bizarre, but then I saw how quickly the people die here, how hard this land is to the people, the warring, and everything else, and it makes perfect sense to me now why as soon as love is just budding in Skyrim people get hitched and don’t look back. Maybe I would be happier in the arms of a traumatised Wizard living far away from here, then cooped up in a store in this freezing city’s slums.”
“I’d be out often with the college or other work. You wouldn’t have to close the store either. You could relocate it and sell out of our future home even if you want. Whenever I’m home I promise I'll be focused solely on you.”
Sadri grinned.
“Oh I’m sure, you haven’t been able to keep your focus on anything else since we met.”
I laughed, he was right.
“Apparently you haven’t been able to focus on your store and your life here as much since we met either.”
“Maybe you should invite me to your inn room so I can focus on you some more and you on me.”
“Wow, I, your actually flirting with me? Ya, you can come to my room since we’re done with dinner anyways, it’s just this way.”
I take Sadri’s hand and lead him to my room my face is burning and my heart is beating a mile a minute.
I sit on my bed. He sits next to me. He’s holding my hand in his, he takes it to his lips and kisses my fingers. He caresses my cheek with the other hand and leans in to kiss me. I close my eyes, and lay down on my bed. The candle light next to us bathing the wooden floors and walls in orange. He kisses my lips, and after a bit parts them, the hint of his tongue to mine, and we’re passionately kissing each other then. I feel the weight of him on top of me, my heart aches for him and his touch. After a few minutes he pulls away, our tongues slipping from each others mouths. I sit up and he hugs me and just holds me there for a long moment. I hug him back, our arms wrapped around each other's backs. His face is red now too. I can feel his soft breathing and pulse, I can feel how much he wants to savor this moment with me, and I realize that I think I’m in love with him then.
He starts to remove his vest, then he pulls his blue shirt over his head. He kicks his shoes off and pulls his pants off. I pull my blue robes and my boots off. We both take off our smalls. I’m noticeably bulkier than him. I travel the land and fight close to the earth, I’m always out in the wild, my chest is large, muscular, and tanned brown with red hair, and scars. His chest, I start to trace it with my hand and him mine, his chest is gray, and wry, his ribs are visible, his chest hair and pubic hair is almost black brown, same as the hair of his head, no scars mar his skin and he is smooth and soft to the touch. He urges me to lie down again. I feel him spreading my legs.
“Can I touch you here?” He asks, and I nod consenting, my green eye’s pupils dilated from arousal.
He traces my naval hair and brushes my cock, he firmly grasps it in hand and begins to tug it in his hand up and down hard till I’m at full mast. Pulling the foreskin up and down as he strokes me off. When I’m good and hard in his grip he lowers himself above me and licks up the side of my penis from the base to the tip while making eye contact. He sucks on my balls, and sucks on each one, nipping my thigh a little. My strong legs quiver in arousal. then he slides his tongue along my cock head and then digs his tongue into the tip and swallows my erection between his thin lips. He bobs his head up and down, one hand holding the cock he’s sucking and the other brushes some loose strands of his hair out of his face. Removing his hand he takes me down to the base slowly, licking and sucking on my cock. Once I’m fully in his mouth he takes turns between sucking on my erect cock and licking my balls while massaging my erection with his tongue and throat. He slowly starts to finger my asshole in time with him bobbing his head up and down. First just thrusting one finger into me, then two, and then three, spreading me til I’m loosened and wet, my asshole twitching in anticipation. Then thrusting his fingers in rhythm with him choking on my rock hard cock I cum hard down his throat and he pulls off with a slick wet popping noise and swallows all the seed I just came in his mouth, a trail of my semon connecting from his tongue to my dick slit. I’m still hard as steel and my red cock twitches eagerly in need.
He laughs and kisses me, I taste myself on his lips, then he lifts one of my large legs over his small shoulders and I catch a glimpse of his long and raging erection his forehead to mine he kisses me again then whispers.
“Are you ready for me my darling wizard?”
Eagerly I nod and he slowly enters me, once I’ve had enough time to ajust to the feeling of him he establishes a pace and I can feel him hitting all the right spots, with every push back in I feel him hitting my prostate. He drops my leg and I wrap both of them around his waste, he puts his hands over my shoulders on the bed and it creeks as the smaller elf fills me over and over again. He kisses me while he fucks me, and then he holds me. I can feel how fast our hearts are beating, I can feel every inch of his arousal meeting my own. I hold him and he goes faster, and faster, pounding into me then before pulling out and I wine in need. He urges me to move onto my stomach so I do, now my ass facing him he re-alligns himself and presses the tip of his dick back to my entrance than thrusts in and
He’s kissing my back pinning my rists at my back then and I moan and cry as he fucks me like that then gripping both my hips I can feel him getting ready and I am too he grips my hips while he fucks against my prostate and he cums deep inside of me filling me up with his warmth and I cum on the bed sheets beneath me. Then after he starts to soften he pulls out and turning me around we kiss eachother and hold eachother, wrapping the inn blanket around both of us he says after holding me in his arms awhile tracing soft kisses against my neck.
“I’m not surprised you were raised by nords actually.”
I chuckle.
“Oh? Why’s that?”
He sighs, and kisses my cheek arms wrapped around my torso.
“The way you talk, your accent, your manerisms, have a Nordic feel to them.”
I yawn.
“I guess so. I’ve been told as much before.”
We both fall asleep cuddling. I figure it won’t be hard to stop whoring myself out to all of Skyrim with a man like Revyn brightening my future, but in the meantime I can use all the money I can get till I come back to Windhelm to collect and marry him next time.
When I wake up I’m alone. I stretch with a pop and my back and ass are a bit sore. There’s a letter on my bedside from Revyn, it reads,
“I have to go open shop. I had a lovely night with you and eagerly anticipate are next visit. My heart is yours and I’ll be waiting for you when you’re ready for me. With love, and till next I see you crazy wizard, yours truly, Revyn Sadri.”
I smiled, and got dressed in some black robes. Off to Labyrinthian to find that damned staff for the college.