Dragonborn Training

Entry posted by apathetic January 17, 2015

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Here's a chapter from sometime in the future. I'll fill in the space between this and the last entry in the next couple of weeks.

Dragonborn Training

The Bannered Mare - Whiterun

Lydia (thinking): 'Why am I stuck here with this lout? Surely my Thane could left him with the Companions rather than me..."

Lydia: "Ughh, this ale is crap as usual. Nothing like what they serve at Dragonsreach."

Erik (slurring): "Why'd Ember leave me behind when she went to meet the Greybeards, huh? Whasstha all 'bout?"

Lydia: "Not just anyone is allowed to visit High Hrothgar. Most pilgrims aren't allowed past the gates, only those talented in the Voice are given entry."

Lydia (thinking): 'Better staying here where there's a warm fire and plentiful ale than freezing my tits off on the Throat of the World.'

Erik: "Dammit, Ember's all alone on that mountain with those decrepit perverts. Who knows what's going on right now."

Lydia: "Perverts? I'm pretty sure the Greybeards abstain from worldly desires like sex..."

Erik: "Like that will stop them. It's probably happening like this..."

Ember: "So this is High Hrothgar, huh? Awesome!"

Ember: "Ah, hello Masters. I am Ember the Dragonborn. I have come in response to your summons."

Arngeir: "Greetings Dragonborn, welcome to High Hrothgar, home of the Greybeards. We have been anxiously awaiting your arrival."

Erik: "Cheers! I'm ready for my super awesome Dragonborn training now!"

Arngeir: "Naturally, we can begin the training immediately. First things first, for this training we will require you to remove all your armour and clothing."

Ember: "You need me to be naked?!"

Arngeir: "Well, it is exceptionally important that there is no clothing to interfere with the mystical elements of this training."

Ember: "If you say so... I'm sure I can trust the Greybeards."

Arngeir: "Excellent! Now I will need you to wear this and get on your knees in the centre of the markings on the floor here."

Ember (shakily): "O-okay, ready..."

Greybeards: *Snicker*

Arngeir: "We will now begin the training."

Arngeir: "Open your mouth, please, the first step of this training is a special throat massage."

Arngeir: "Please open wider. I need to fit the special massage tool in your mouth."

Ember: "Mmghff!"

Ember (thinking): 'What the hell is this? It's warm, doesn't feel like any massager to I've ever come across.'

Arngeir: "Fantastic! This is truly the mouth and tongue of a Dragonborn!"

Arngeir: "Already? Quickly swallow the potion coming out of the tool now!"

Ember: *Cough* *Cough* "What the hell is this? It smells awful!"

Arngeir: "Unfortunately, you wasted most of the potion, we will need to repeat that again. This tool is a little bigger, you will need to get it right down your throat this time."

Wulfgar: *Smirks*

Ember (thinking): 'How the hell will this fit down my throat?'

Ember: "This is not going to fit Master."

Arngeir: "Coat it in saliva, that should lubricate it enough to fit."

Ember: "Mmmmff!"

Einarth (thinking): 'Oh, Talos. Look at that arse! When is my turn coming already!'

Ember: *Slurp*

Einarth (thinking): 'Fuck it! I can't wait any longer!'

Einarth (thinking): 'It's been so long - where the hell does it go in again?'

Ember: "What's going on back there?!"

Ember: "Ahh! Talos, what are you doing!"

Einarth (thinking): 'Nnghh! It's so tight... Why the hell did I every give this up?'

Arngeir: "Dammit, Einarth! Well the games up now, may as well just go with it now."

Erik: "And then, their deceit exposed, they will all pounce on poor Ember..."

Erik: "And ravish her innocent body..."

Erik: "Again and again..."

Ember: "Mmmgh!!!"

Ember: "Aahhh! Stop it, you're tearing me apart!"

Erik: "Until finally..."

Ember: "Please, no more! I can't take it!"

Arngeir: "This will never stop, Dragonborn! From now on you will service the Greybeards! Bwahahaha!"

Erik: "No, I can't let that happen to my sweet, innocent Ember!"

Lydia (thinking): 'I need to get away from this idiot... Stupidity like this could be contagious.' *Downs drink*

Lydia: "Kay, I'm done. I'm heading back to Breezehome."

Lydia: "Wha? Is that..."

Lydia: "Ember?"

Erik: "Yay, Ember!"

Ember: "Oh! Hey guys!"

Lydia: "Aren't you supposed to be training with the Greybeards?"

Ember: "Hmm? Oh that... Amren needed someone to find his missing family sword. Naturally I volunteered to take care of that first!"

Lydia: "So while dragons are appearing all over Skyrim and slaughtering innocent people, rather than answering the summons of the one group of people likely to have knowledge about the current crisis, you went out looking for some random guy's sword? Is that about right, my Thane?"

Ember: "Right you are! Off to the Greybeards then!"

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Outside The Bannered Mare, Whiterun