"Keep following, it isn't far." “You’re the closest Most of the roads’re probably covered already.”. Rank Happy pride month, nuclear family! the shadows. I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted about my upcoming Brynjolf x Dragonborn fic, but I finally wrote the summary, and I hope to have the first chapter on Ao3 by the end of the day. And in return, both in life and in death, you must serve as a guardian of the Twilight Sepulcher." ", "Looks like I chose the right person for the job. He needs to be taught a lesson. “Steel cuts deep.”.
She thought of the Companions, of what they would think if they could see her now, and sighed. But then she meets Brynjolf, who knocks down every wall she ever built. “Should we try the Candlehearth, or are you banned there too?” Her tone was teasing, yet had a hint of bitter bite to it; she remembered their attempt to stay at the Windpeak all too well. He wants us to follow." Gallus was looking into it before he was murdered." Not to mention Colrina’s old mare wouldn’t make a journey to Shor’s Stone, let alone anything further. “You’ve come a long way from the day we met, Dragonborn.” He stared into the flames. that sent Brynjolf flying over the edge.
Colrina lowered her gaze to the table, feeling the unwanted sting of tears threatening her vision. She struggled to draw it. She dropped her weapon, the blade clattering to the floor and narrowly missing her feet. though all of them knew she wouldn’t lift a finger toward him. I have something amazing to show you that demands your attention! Mercer's been stealing from the Guild for years, right under your noses."
Brynjolf will nominate the Dragonborn to be the guildmaster after the completion of the city influence jobs given by Delvin and Vex, and also give them the Tribute Chest Key and the Amulet of Articulation. “I’ve always been one for legends.”, Then you’d love the one where I’m the Dragonborn, she thought guiltily, wondering why she hadn’t told him yet. Betrayed by the Companions and the man she loved, she flees Whiterun and makes her way to Riften, vowing to never trust anyone again. What did it say?" Tamriel—Nirn—would cease to exist. I can’t keep pretending like everything’s normal. While everyone is distracted, the Dragonborn must break into the stall belonging to Madesi, steal his ring, and place it into Brand-Shei's pocket without getting caught. “And whatever’s in the cooking pot.”, Elda glanced at the coin, then at the Imperial.
No, it... it can't be.
Steeling herself, she adjusted the strap on her leather bracer and walked to Brynjolf’s stall. “Accepting what fate has in store for you is never an easy task, but you’ve done it.
Thanks for reading! “You’re a rotten liar, He sat down on one side while Colrina sat on the opposite, taking great care to keep her back to him. the table. Help me deal with business first, then we'll see how I can help you. “Doesn’t feel that way, Lass,” he hissed through gritted teeth. “But all things consider, we should be alright.” He took her arm in his own. This close, Colrina could see every detail of his features: the slight flecks of brown in his mossy eyes, the scar that ran down his cheek, everything. “I can’t do this right now.”. Colrina melted into his embrace. Hello everyone! “And I you, Colrina… I always will. “Aye, Lass. Base ID As if on cue, her stomach growled, and she quickly walked away from the jewelry stall, not wanting anyone to hear.
She found him sitting at a table toward the back of the room, absently drawing circles into the woodwork with his fingers. Vex rolled her eyes. friend she has,” Delvin said as he drummed his filthy fingers against the wood Delvin: "What's she on about?" The wound was only going to get worse. Mercer Frey: "Hmm? across her chest as she went straight to Brynjolf. Respawn Some drunk pulled a dagger on the bard and advanced like a wolf toward its prey. “You’re honestly trying to sell water with a bit of crushed nirnroot?” She shook her head and put the bottle back. Considering all the beast had done, it was only fair that she receive a good, clean, quick death. “I suppose the two go hand in hand.”. Hurry before my supply is gone." Second-in-command With a howl, he turned and slammed his
“I’ve never seen anyone go to Sovngarde uncalled before,” he admitted.
Well what do you call that then! Shaking her head, Colrina directed her attention back to Brynjolf. And then: “To join the Thieves Guild, Lass.”. We're going to have to search for a way to open them." We'll have to keep silent if we want to avoid drawing their attention.
Delvin: "The gold, the jewels... it's all gone."
Running and never looking back.
But then she meets Brynjolf, who knocks down every wall she ever built. How unfortunate for him. During the main line of quests for the Thieves Guild, Brynjolf and the Dragonborn become Nightingales, like guildmaster-turned-traitor Mercer Frey. Karliah: "This must be their hive. Cupping her face, Brynjolf pressed his lips to hers, gently, but with an urgency that’d been building up for quite some time. She finished forging the numbers in record time, pocketed the Septims in the purse, and quickly joined Brynjolf by the door. Bryn. ", "Well, my friend... the time's come to make it official. And she didn’t even have a name.
Not anymore. What's become of the Skeleton Key? “You did ignore her. We've got these getups on... now what?" “Yeah.” Colrina averted her gaze. Thanks for reading and for all of the kind reviews! Turning her head, she met his eyes and motioned for him to sit opposite her. ", Brynjolf: "The stench... this place reeks of Falmer." Something about his easy-going demeanor and affable smile caused her heart to beat uncontrollably—and she couldn’t deny that she felt something for him. Karliah: "He's toying with us. “Think I’ll take you up on that offer.” He drummed his fingers against the table. They make good blog banners . Colrina Darette is a guarded woman. Karliah: "It's the Key, Brynjolf. fist into the wall of the cistern, hardly caring when his skin scraped off and “Friend…” Brynjolf finally raised his eyes from the water back to So much for a meal, crude as it may have been. When logged in, you can choose up to 12 games that will be displayed as favourites in this menu. Reblogs and likes are much appreciated! She couldn’t exactly blame them.
Divines help me, we’ll take it. I never should’ve pushed you away.”, She wiped at her eyes.
“What the hell was she supposed to do? Ready to make some coin? Brynjolf: "What sort of arrangement? And, judging by the look on his face, he felt the same way.
“Aye, Lass. Brynjolf: "Aye, lass. What happened in the next few minutes was foggy to her. Now what's this so-called proof you speak of?" Brand-Shei: "Oh come on, are you talking about the Snow Elves?" ", "By Talos, Mercer has a lot to answer for. She couldn’t–wouldn’t–watch some innocent man potentially die at the hand of someone who couldn’t hold their mead. I’ll be beneath the Ratway in a tavern called the Ragged Flagon.” He winked at her. His reflection—broken
"Keep following, it isn't far." “You’re the closest Most of the roads’re probably covered already.”. Rank Happy pride month, nuclear family! the shadows. I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted about my upcoming Brynjolf x Dragonborn fic, but I finally wrote the summary, and I hope to have the first chapter on Ao3 by the end of the day. And in return, both in life and in death, you must serve as a guardian of the Twilight Sepulcher." ", "Looks like I chose the right person for the job. He needs to be taught a lesson. “Steel cuts deep.”.
She thought of the Companions, of what they would think if they could see her now, and sighed. But then she meets Brynjolf, who knocks down every wall she ever built. “Should we try the Candlehearth, or are you banned there too?” Her tone was teasing, yet had a hint of bitter bite to it; she remembered their attempt to stay at the Windpeak all too well. He wants us to follow." Gallus was looking into it before he was murdered." Not to mention Colrina’s old mare wouldn’t make a journey to Shor’s Stone, let alone anything further. “You’ve come a long way from the day we met, Dragonborn.” He stared into the flames. that sent Brynjolf flying over the edge.
Colrina lowered her gaze to the table, feeling the unwanted sting of tears threatening her vision. She struggled to draw it. She dropped her weapon, the blade clattering to the floor and narrowly missing her feet. though all of them knew she wouldn’t lift a finger toward him. I have something amazing to show you that demands your attention! Mercer's been stealing from the Guild for years, right under your noses."
Brynjolf will nominate the Dragonborn to be the guildmaster after the completion of the city influence jobs given by Delvin and Vex, and also give them the Tribute Chest Key and the Amulet of Articulation. “I’ve always been one for legends.”, Then you’d love the one where I’m the Dragonborn, she thought guiltily, wondering why she hadn’t told him yet. Betrayed by the Companions and the man she loved, she flees Whiterun and makes her way to Riften, vowing to never trust anyone again. What did it say?" Tamriel—Nirn—would cease to exist. I can’t keep pretending like everything’s normal. While everyone is distracted, the Dragonborn must break into the stall belonging to Madesi, steal his ring, and place it into Brand-Shei's pocket without getting caught. “And whatever’s in the cooking pot.”, Elda glanced at the coin, then at the Imperial.
No, it... it can't be.
Steeling herself, she adjusted the strap on her leather bracer and walked to Brynjolf’s stall. “Accepting what fate has in store for you is never an easy task, but you’ve done it.
Thanks for reading! “You’re a rotten liar, He sat down on one side while Colrina sat on the opposite, taking great care to keep her back to him. the table. Help me deal with business first, then we'll see how I can help you. “Doesn’t feel that way, Lass,” he hissed through gritted teeth. “But all things consider, we should be alright.” He took her arm in his own. This close, Colrina could see every detail of his features: the slight flecks of brown in his mossy eyes, the scar that ran down his cheek, everything. “I can’t do this right now.”. Colrina melted into his embrace. Hello everyone! “And I you, Colrina… I always will. “Aye, Lass. Base ID As if on cue, her stomach growled, and she quickly walked away from the jewelry stall, not wanting anyone to hear.
She found him sitting at a table toward the back of the room, absently drawing circles into the woodwork with his fingers. Vex rolled her eyes. friend she has,” Delvin said as he drummed his filthy fingers against the wood Delvin: "What's she on about?" The wound was only going to get worse. Mercer Frey: "Hmm? across her chest as she went straight to Brynjolf. Respawn Some drunk pulled a dagger on the bard and advanced like a wolf toward its prey. “You’re honestly trying to sell water with a bit of crushed nirnroot?” She shook her head and put the bottle back. Considering all the beast had done, it was only fair that she receive a good, clean, quick death. “I suppose the two go hand in hand.”. Hurry before my supply is gone." Second-in-command With a howl, he turned and slammed his
“I’ve never seen anyone go to Sovngarde uncalled before,” he admitted.
Well what do you call that then! Shaking her head, Colrina directed her attention back to Brynjolf. And then: “To join the Thieves Guild, Lass.”. We're going to have to search for a way to open them." We'll have to keep silent if we want to avoid drawing their attention.
Delvin: "The gold, the jewels... it's all gone."
Running and never looking back.
But then she meets Brynjolf, who knocks down every wall she ever built. How unfortunate for him. During the main line of quests for the Thieves Guild, Brynjolf and the Dragonborn become Nightingales, like guildmaster-turned-traitor Mercer Frey. Karliah: "This must be their hive. Cupping her face, Brynjolf pressed his lips to hers, gently, but with an urgency that’d been building up for quite some time. She finished forging the numbers in record time, pocketed the Septims in the purse, and quickly joined Brynjolf by the door. Bryn. ", "Well, my friend... the time's come to make it official. And she didn’t even have a name.
Not anymore. What's become of the Skeleton Key? “You did ignore her. We've got these getups on... now what?" “Yeah.” Colrina averted her gaze. Thanks for reading and for all of the kind reviews! Turning her head, she met his eyes and motioned for him to sit opposite her. ", Brynjolf: "The stench... this place reeks of Falmer." Something about his easy-going demeanor and affable smile caused her heart to beat uncontrollably—and she couldn’t deny that she felt something for him. Karliah: "He's toying with us. “Think I’ll take you up on that offer.” He drummed his fingers against the table. They make good blog banners . Colrina Darette is a guarded woman. Karliah: "It's the Key, Brynjolf. fist into the wall of the cistern, hardly caring when his skin scraped off and “Friend…” Brynjolf finally raised his eyes from the water back to So much for a meal, crude as it may have been. When logged in, you can choose up to 12 games that will be displayed as favourites in this menu. Reblogs and likes are much appreciated! She couldn’t exactly blame them.
Divines help me, we’ll take it. I never should’ve pushed you away.”, She wiped at her eyes.
“What the hell was she supposed to do? Ready to make some coin? Brynjolf: "What sort of arrangement? And, judging by the look on his face, he felt the same way.
“Aye, Lass. Brynjolf: "Aye, lass. What happened in the next few minutes was foggy to her. Now what's this so-called proof you speak of?" Brand-Shei: "Oh come on, are you talking about the Snow Elves?" ", "By Talos, Mercer has a lot to answer for. She couldn’t–wouldn’t–watch some innocent man potentially die at the hand of someone who couldn’t hold their mead. I’ll be beneath the Ratway in a tavern called the Ragged Flagon.” He winked at her. His reflection—broken
Gather 'round all! Karliah: "We have to be very careful, Brynjolf. (But judging by the look in his eyes, she would never hear the end of this incident.
"Keep following, it isn't far." “You’re the closest Most of the roads’re probably covered already.”. Rank Happy pride month, nuclear family! the shadows. I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted about my upcoming Brynjolf x Dragonborn fic, but I finally wrote the summary, and I hope to have the first chapter on Ao3 by the end of the day. And in return, both in life and in death, you must serve as a guardian of the Twilight Sepulcher." ", "Looks like I chose the right person for the job. He needs to be taught a lesson. “Steel cuts deep.”.
She thought of the Companions, of what they would think if they could see her now, and sighed. But then she meets Brynjolf, who knocks down every wall she ever built. “Should we try the Candlehearth, or are you banned there too?” Her tone was teasing, yet had a hint of bitter bite to it; she remembered their attempt to stay at the Windpeak all too well. He wants us to follow." Gallus was looking into it before he was murdered." Not to mention Colrina’s old mare wouldn’t make a journey to Shor’s Stone, let alone anything further. “You’ve come a long way from the day we met, Dragonborn.” He stared into the flames. that sent Brynjolf flying over the edge.
Colrina lowered her gaze to the table, feeling the unwanted sting of tears threatening her vision. She struggled to draw it. She dropped her weapon, the blade clattering to the floor and narrowly missing her feet. though all of them knew she wouldn’t lift a finger toward him. I have something amazing to show you that demands your attention! Mercer's been stealing from the Guild for years, right under your noses."
Brynjolf will nominate the Dragonborn to be the guildmaster after the completion of the city influence jobs given by Delvin and Vex, and also give them the Tribute Chest Key and the Amulet of Articulation. “I’ve always been one for legends.”, Then you’d love the one where I’m the Dragonborn, she thought guiltily, wondering why she hadn’t told him yet. Betrayed by the Companions and the man she loved, she flees Whiterun and makes her way to Riften, vowing to never trust anyone again. What did it say?" Tamriel—Nirn—would cease to exist. I can’t keep pretending like everything’s normal. While everyone is distracted, the Dragonborn must break into the stall belonging to Madesi, steal his ring, and place it into Brand-Shei's pocket without getting caught. “And whatever’s in the cooking pot.”, Elda glanced at the coin, then at the Imperial.
No, it... it can't be.
Steeling herself, she adjusted the strap on her leather bracer and walked to Brynjolf’s stall. “Accepting what fate has in store for you is never an easy task, but you’ve done it.
Thanks for reading! “You’re a rotten liar, He sat down on one side while Colrina sat on the opposite, taking great care to keep her back to him. the table. Help me deal with business first, then we'll see how I can help you. “Doesn’t feel that way, Lass,” he hissed through gritted teeth. “But all things consider, we should be alright.” He took her arm in his own. This close, Colrina could see every detail of his features: the slight flecks of brown in his mossy eyes, the scar that ran down his cheek, everything. “I can’t do this right now.”. Colrina melted into his embrace. Hello everyone! “And I you, Colrina… I always will. “Aye, Lass. Base ID As if on cue, her stomach growled, and she quickly walked away from the jewelry stall, not wanting anyone to hear.
She found him sitting at a table toward the back of the room, absently drawing circles into the woodwork with his fingers. Vex rolled her eyes. friend she has,” Delvin said as he drummed his filthy fingers against the wood Delvin: "What's she on about?" The wound was only going to get worse. Mercer Frey: "Hmm? across her chest as she went straight to Brynjolf. Respawn Some drunk pulled a dagger on the bard and advanced like a wolf toward its prey. “You’re honestly trying to sell water with a bit of crushed nirnroot?” She shook her head and put the bottle back. Considering all the beast had done, it was only fair that she receive a good, clean, quick death. “I suppose the two go hand in hand.”. Hurry before my supply is gone." Second-in-command With a howl, he turned and slammed his
“I’ve never seen anyone go to Sovngarde uncalled before,” he admitted.
Well what do you call that then! Shaking her head, Colrina directed her attention back to Brynjolf. And then: “To join the Thieves Guild, Lass.”. We're going to have to search for a way to open them." We'll have to keep silent if we want to avoid drawing their attention.
Delvin: "The gold, the jewels... it's all gone."
Running and never looking back.
But then she meets Brynjolf, who knocks down every wall she ever built. How unfortunate for him. During the main line of quests for the Thieves Guild, Brynjolf and the Dragonborn become Nightingales, like guildmaster-turned-traitor Mercer Frey. Karliah: "This must be their hive. Cupping her face, Brynjolf pressed his lips to hers, gently, but with an urgency that’d been building up for quite some time. She finished forging the numbers in record time, pocketed the Septims in the purse, and quickly joined Brynjolf by the door. Bryn. ", "Well, my friend... the time's come to make it official. And she didn’t even have a name.
Not anymore. What's become of the Skeleton Key? “You did ignore her. We've got these getups on... now what?" “Yeah.” Colrina averted her gaze. Thanks for reading and for all of the kind reviews! Turning her head, she met his eyes and motioned for him to sit opposite her. ", Brynjolf: "The stench... this place reeks of Falmer." Something about his easy-going demeanor and affable smile caused her heart to beat uncontrollably—and she couldn’t deny that she felt something for him. Karliah: "He's toying with us. “Think I’ll take you up on that offer.” He drummed his fingers against the table. They make good blog banners . Colrina Darette is a guarded woman. Karliah: "It's the Key, Brynjolf. fist into the wall of the cistern, hardly caring when his skin scraped off and “Friend…” Brynjolf finally raised his eyes from the water back to So much for a meal, crude as it may have been. When logged in, you can choose up to 12 games that will be displayed as favourites in this menu. Reblogs and likes are much appreciated! She couldn’t exactly blame them.
Divines help me, we’ll take it. I never should’ve pushed you away.”, She wiped at her eyes.
“What the hell was she supposed to do? Ready to make some coin? Brynjolf: "What sort of arrangement? And, judging by the look on his face, he felt the same way.
“Aye, Lass. Brynjolf: "Aye, lass. What happened in the next few minutes was foggy to her. Now what's this so-called proof you speak of?" Brand-Shei: "Oh come on, are you talking about the Snow Elves?" ", "By Talos, Mercer has a lot to answer for. She couldn’t–wouldn’t–watch some innocent man potentially die at the hand of someone who couldn’t hold their mead. I’ll be beneath the Ratway in a tavern called the Ragged Flagon.” He winked at her. His reflection—broken
