"Learning how to make them, a season or a year here and there, and then moving to another place." He gives a small sigh. "I've been on the road since my home village died out."
He is quiet a moment or two, resting a hand on Ibani's back; then, Einar speaks. "I was born in Grimseth, on the coast of the Sea of Ghosts. The whole region is of harsh winter and very short summer, not for the weak or the coward, but we had the sea, and the mine; we hunted Horkers for meat, hide and ivory, we mined and smelted iron, and we traded for what else we needed."
"Then, the pirates came, after food and weapons." He falls silent again for a bit. "They expected to find easy-to-scare villagers, we expected to make them run by attacking the moment they set foot on land."
Einar shakes head slowly, and sighs, again silent for a stretch.
"...when morning came, the pirate ships were smoldering wrecks, and most of the village was smoldering ruins; only a dozen of us were alive, and all injured." He is of course, skipping the events of that night. "Four more died during that day, and the rest could only bury the dead, gather supplies, and leave."
"I have been wandering since then, a half year with a Khajiit caravan, another half year working a mine or a forge, a season here and there working as a guard. I crossed Skyrim a few times, then traveled to the other lands of Men."
"Not harder than many other ways of living." He gives as much of a shrug someone can, while laying in bed with another person very close. "I was coming back to Skyrim from Cyrodiil, thinking about finding a place to settle down... maybe Whiterun and learn from Eorlund Gray-Mane, maybe Solitude and join the Bard's college, when I ran into an ambush the Legion had set up for the Stormcloak rebels."
"I was netted, beaten, tied up and carted along with the Stormcloaks to the garrison at Helgen; once there, the captain in charge decided to chop my head off along with the others, because... well, because she was a bloodthirsty fool."
Ibani scowls at Einar's description of his treatment. "That doesn't speak well for their competence." Seriously, picking up random travelers and treating them as rebels?
"I'm glad you escaped." Because he obviously did, as he's not dead.
"I escaped because a Dragon got in its mind to raze Helgen to the ground." His tone is still of slight disbelief; Einar gives Ibani a description of the attack, the chaos, the fighting, the escape into the caves under Helgen.
"Fresh air, the cold breeze never felt so good as they did when we left the caves, still alive and mostly unscathed."
Ibani listens intently to his story. Einar's dragons don't sound anything she's ever heard of before.
"I can imagine," Ibani replies with a smile at his description of the breeze. "Mystics would say that the Force works in mysterious ways, but I am just glad that luck and skill led to your survival."
"Hm. A Khajiit once told me, it does not matter of you believe in Fate; what it does matter, is if Fate believes in you." Einar moves to kiss her forehead. "I never imagined I was Dragonborn, that I would use the Thu'um like the heroes of the past."
"I think some people try to guess what fate has in store for them, and always end disappointed because they can't read the future." Einar's hand continues to stroke Ibani's back, all the way along her spine. "I'm sure neither of us ever imagined... well, this."
Right, interdimensional Bar, meeting people from other universes...
Time to catch his lips with hers and show what she's learned. And something more, perhaps.
They are literally touching, so it's easy for her mind to brush gently against his, sharing her feelings of desire, pleasure, friendship, and joy with Einar.
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Date: 2013-12-25 03:24 am (UTC)He seemed to have a craftsman's love of blades earlier, after all.
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Date: 2013-12-25 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-25 03:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-25 03:55 am (UTC)"Then, the pirates came, after food and weapons." He falls silent again for a bit. "They expected to find easy-to-scare villagers, we expected to make them run by attacking the moment they set foot on land."
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Date: 2013-12-25 03:59 am (UTC)"But they didn't run," Ibani guesses, quietly.
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Date: 2013-12-25 04:32 am (UTC)"...when morning came, the pirate ships were smoldering wrecks, and most of the village was smoldering ruins; only a dozen of us were alive, and all injured." He is of course, skipping the events of that night. "Four more died during that day, and the rest could only bury the dead, gather supplies, and leave."
"I have been wandering since then, a half year with a Khajiit caravan, another half year working a mine or a forge, a season here and there working as a guard. I crossed Skyrim a few times, then traveled to the other lands of Men."
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Date: 2013-12-25 04:38 am (UTC)"Has it been hard, living as a wanderer?"
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Date: 2013-12-25 03:09 pm (UTC)"I was netted, beaten, tied up and carted along with the Stormcloaks to the garrison at Helgen; once there, the captain in charge decided to chop my head off along with the others, because... well, because she was a bloodthirsty fool."
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Date: 2013-12-25 03:18 pm (UTC)"I'm glad you escaped." Because he obviously did, as he's not dead.
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Date: 2013-12-25 03:25 pm (UTC)"Fresh air, the cold breeze never felt so good as they did when we left the caves, still alive and mostly unscathed."
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Date: 2013-12-25 03:36 pm (UTC)"I can imagine," Ibani replies with a smile at his description of the breeze. "Mystics would say that the Force works in mysterious ways, but I am just glad that luck and skill led to your survival."
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Date: 2013-12-25 08:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-25 09:13 pm (UTC)She appreciates the kiss and returns it.
"I never imagined that I would be training on Korriban either," she confesses. "Perhaps no one who gets Fate's attention ever expects it?"
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Date: 2013-12-26 01:55 am (UTC)Right, interdimensional Bar, meeting people from other universes...
...ending in bed with them.
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Date: 2013-12-26 02:10 am (UTC)Einar's strokes prompt an inarticulate noise from Ibani. "Hmmmm. You have approximately forever to stop doing that, oh unimagined one."
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Date: 2013-12-26 05:46 pm (UTC)"And by that, I mean we should enjoy the current moment."
"Fully."
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Date: 2013-12-26 06:07 pm (UTC)Time to catch his lips with hers and show what she's learned. And something more, perhaps.
They are literally touching, so it's easy for her mind to brush gently against his, sharing her feelings of desire, pleasure, friendship, and joy with Einar.
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Date: 2013-12-27 04:07 am (UTC)They are likely to entertain each other for hours... since as mentioned, neither of the two has to hurry for anything.
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Date: 2013-12-27 04:16 am (UTC)But, for tonight, they can forget what's waiting for them at home and not feel alone and overwhelmed by what's yet to come...