(Whiterun Hold)
*Rain pouring*

*Door opening*
???: Fuck its cold.

Sabjorn: Ah, sorry we're closed, there's
???: I know i know a pest problem.

Sylvia: I was sent to fix it by a friend of mine who likes the mead here.

Sylvia: Looks like its a really bad one.

Sabjorn: It is, or it was, they died down a bit ago, i think the swarm moved somewhere else thankfully but there are still quite a few left.

Sylvia: Okay, so how much are you paying me for this?
Sabjorn: What? oh right.

Sabjorn: 1000 gold fine.
Sylvia: you can do better.
Sabjorn: What?

Sylvia: If you give me 2000 i'll have it done really quick, you do want no one to find out right?

Sabjorn: What i...1500 is the best i can do.
Sylvia: ....fine, i'll take it.
Sabjorn: Good, i'll give you it once you finish. The skeevers are in the tunnel in the basement, poison the nest with this.
Sylvia: Thank you.

Sabjorn: I suggest leaving your coat here, there are lots of webs down there.
Sylvia: Sure, make sure it doesn't get taken.

Sabjorn: Good luck, try to finish within 2 hours.
Sylvia: Yeah yeah i got it.

Sylvia: *whispering* i'll put you out of business in 2 hours
Sabjorn: You say something?
*Sylvia opens and bangs door*
Sabjorn:.....Rude girl.

Sylvia: *whispering* Now then.

Sylvia: Mallus said the main brewery is in the second house and that i can get to it through the basement.

Sylvia: So where is the door for th-Oh.

Sylvia: Good, time to get to work.

Sylvia: Hopefully this will be quick.

Sylvia: Agh!
*sound of skeever dying*

Sylvia: Disgusting, right in the doorway too.

Sylvia: Fine, i'll just chop these damn things up.

Sylvia: Out of the way!
*Skeever slamming against the wall*

Sylvia: Now lets fine this nest.

Sylvia: By Kynareth theirs more.

Sylvia: Die you little bastards
*Slashing sounds*

Sylvia: Pests.

Sylvia: Hmm, a lit candle?

Sylvia: Strange, no one should be down here.

Sylvia: Hopefully that doesn't cause any problems later.

Sylvia: GAH, spiders, why aren't you guys eating these damn thing.

Sylvia: Gah, fuck off.
*Sound of spider dying*

Sylvia: Great, two creatures i hate in one cave.

Sylvia: Okay this is weird.

Sylvia: Hay and a barrel.

Sylvia: Someone is differently down he*sniffing*

Sylvia: i need to keep this sword off me, smells really bad.

Sylvia: Well whoever made this they are shitty at traps.

Sylvia: hopefully they are close.

Sylvia: This looks like a room they'd live, aaand

Sylvia: Its empty.

Sylvia: What the Fuck!

Sylvia: Why is no one here!?

Sylvia: *sigh* well whatever, there's the nest, I'll just poison that and go.

Sylvia: Hmmm, an Alchemy table?

Sylvia: Strange, what's this doing down here?

Sylvia: and a book as well.

Sylvia: Looks like a big journal.

Sylvia: Hmm, "Hamelyn's Journal" Might as well take a read.

Sylvia: "Ten years of ridicule. Ten years of imprisonment. Ten years of exile.
The children threw rocks and the women spat upon me as the menfolk dragged me into whitrerun's prison. They branded me a danger" bla bla bla gotta get revenge.

Sylvia: There's gotta be something interesting.

Sylvia: Oh what's this.

Sylvia: "I've managed to breed a new Skeever even better than the Venomfang, smarter more cunning"
*silent footsteps*

Sylvia: "also thanks to the Imp Stool and Flesh from the guards i've got them to gain a special venom"

Sylvia: "now no one can stop me and my brothers, the skeever army shall rule whiterun"

Sylvia: "Also i found a new base, i'll be moving there tomorrow"

Sylvia: "Nicely furnished too, wonder who lives here." Skeever army, that's fucking retarded.

Sylvia: and what could Imp Stool and Human flesh even do to a Sk-
*Sound of something biting*

Sylvia: Ow! What the fuck?

Sylvia: Oh...i missed one of you.

Sylvia: Sorry lemme cut your head off real-

*blade slipping from hands*
Sylvia: Quick?

Sylvia: Weird, thought i had a good grip.

Sylvia: Well whateve-ah.

Sylvia: W-why can't a bend my fingers.

Sylvia: Ah...my legs, they feel numb.

Sylvia: W-What's going o-!

Sylvia: The skeever venom!

Sylvia: Fuck.

Sylvia: I gotta get out of here.

Sylvia: Before more of them sh-

*Sound of skeever growling loudly*
Sylvia: Ahh, get off m-

Sylvia: AAHH!!!

Sylvia: Fuck!

Sylvia: Take that disgusting thing out of me!
*Skeever making disgusting noises*

Sylvia: Fuck i have no strength!

Sylvia: Ahh, get out of me.

Sylvia: Fuck it actually feels good.

Sylvia: But fuck this thing is so gross

Sylvia: Ahhh!

Sylvia: Stooop!

Sylvia: You disgusting piece of shit.

Sylvia: When i get my strength bac-ahh.

Sylvia: I'm gonna fucking stab you.

*Skeever trusting faster*
Sylvia: Ahhh, w-wait are you gonna cum.

Sylvia: No don't.

Sylvia: Don't cum!

Sylvia: Ahhh!!

Sylvia: Fuck that felt gro-Ah.

Sylvia: No, get off me!

Sylvia: Ahh, no more!

Sylvia: Ahh!

Sylvia: Fuck you Sabjorn, i'm gonna get you for this.

Sylvia: as soon as this stupid thing cums, i'm gonna st-Ah.

Sylvia: Fuck stop, no.

*Skeever moaning*

Sylvia: Get ready to d-
*Extra growling noises*

Sylvia: Oh Fuck my Life!

You ever start making something then go

because that's how i feel right now about what i did to Sylvia, sorry Girl.