Short story: A night with the Caravan
A night with the Caravan
Weeks have passed since then, when Arilith arrived in skyrim. She spent a lot of days in Windhelm,but she knew time to move.She seized the chance when she had the opportunity. Travelling in skyrim was dangerous, especially with carriages. Once a caravan arrived in a to the city. she decided to travel with them. After a few days traveling, that night when the khajiits got drunked, she saw the oppottunity to try something barbed.
Khajiit:Why did you decided to travel with us?
Arilith:The caravan seemed the safest.
Khajiit:Interesting,by the way it seems something bothers you
Arilith:I was just thinking how long, dull and cold night have we here.
Khajiit: I,see.
Arilith:I have a good idea which how we can spend our time, but your friend need to be awakened.
Khajiit: What do you mean?
Once awakened his friend,she said what she thought. The khajiits said,they were in.
After the treesome, Arilith went to her tent.
Arilith:Well that was an experience, anyway I got the khajiits, but there are other races wich remain on my list. I should sleep, It taked quite a bit of my energy.
End
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