she was, yet another naked slut, tied up and ready to be used ... I mean ready to be rescued ... Dunmer word of honor and all ...
This time the damsel in distress even had a name, if Chloe was a damsel, of course, but Lilith didn't ask that question.

The question of how one could get into such a situation, however, did not spare a mocking wood elf from asking the messenger she had rescued. In addition to teasing her, a generous person also provided Chloe with armor and a sword. Well, it wasn't Chloe's own armor, but it was real Centurion armor, even if it did have a little bit of the decaying smell of its previous owner ...

Since the other passage was blocked, the two adventurers had to leave the building and enter the cave below from another direction. Making Chloe aware of all the people who could have entered her if the fabulous Lilith hadn't saved her also put an end to any nagging about the supposedly smelly armor. The alternative of being allowed to run around naked again was possibly also mentioned in this context ...

full of spiders, many more dead soldiers and a survivor who was not a caveman but also an imperial soldier.

Lilith had nothing against looting corpses on principle, but was not inclined to kill the wounded or simply let them die. Lilith's heroine rescue counter rose to two for the day. That had to be good for karma, right?

actually received a gift on the way to Whiterun.

The mood of a heroic Skyrim explorer was heightened just before Whiterun by the sight of a... censored... Giant... censored... not particularly subdued. This time, at least, it wasn't in Lilith's hands alone to decide the fight. In fact, she arrived just in time to place one of her throwing knives in the giant's belly

Unfortunately, this specimen of a giant, quite contrary to its nature, did not seem to have been a collector or there was now a huge treasure lying around somewhere in the area, a slightly depressing thought for an enthusiastic treasure finder who had little interest in elaborate searches.

In any case, it was an easy fight, because the warriors' guild, who called themselves 'the Companions here in Skyrim and seemed very self-absorbed, had done most of the work. One particularly bitchy redhead was definitely Lilith's potential "best friend" in future.

the horse already saddled and ready in the stable caught Lilith's eye. The carefree way the Nord handled their mounts with regard to spontaneous changes of ownership and location was and remained simply heart-warming.

Ri'saad, a Khajiit caravan owner, merchant and pawnbroker, was also very much to Lilith's taste. In her eyes, it was right not to be asked stupid questions about previous transactions concerning the purchase of the goods on offer.

two clear warning signals regarding a possibly rather harsh way of sanctioning possible breaches of the law were basically unmistakable. But those who weren't caught in the first place thanks to their own masterful talents didn't have to worry about such matters in the first place ...

Inside the Cauldron of Arcadia, Lilith met an ambitious future trader, depending on what happened, she might be able to do business with Ysolda later and it couldn't be that hard to get her hands on a mammoth tusk.

Before she visited the jarl for her reward, a traveler always interested in magic and especially in powerful and or powerfully valuable magical artifacts made a detour to the court mage.

The audience with Jarl Balgruuf the Greater Boring ... was the usual fuss.

A paranoid dark elf marked the strong protector, Lilith pretended to be impressed out of sheer possibility and was then fobbed off with a shitty shield!

But that was far from being the low point of the day.

Others say: It' was a well-deserved punishment for stealing or was it for all the teasing Lilith did before?

In any case, it was a dramatic experience for Lilith when, in her armor and well armed with her sword, she was suddenly grabbed by the collar by an old maid. What was more embarrassing remains unanswered at this point. Lilith had been observed stealing by the old woman and, for reasons she herself could not understand, she did not put up any resistance but undressed like a stripping lamb in front of the slaughterhouse and shortly afterwards found herself in an absolutely humiliating position.

A few things became clear to Lilith during her shameful dismay.

Whoever claimed that old people didn't care about anything had no idea ...

but Gerda knew well how to handle a crop, because she beat Lilith like a drum. And someone would have been better off rotting in the depths of Helgen!

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