The five Year war Against Valenwood is over and it is a time a relative peace in Elsweyr but this peace was not to last as the current Mane of Elsweyr has passed on from this world. Now years later a new Mane has risen and he is bent on ruling the country with an iron fist. He is corrupt and does not care if his subjects love him so long as they fear him.
Now with the presence of the Aldmeri Dominian and the elimanation of the night fangs, a guerilla force used in the war against the Bosmer, Whisper's of revolution have passed through the ear's of the Khajiit citezen's. This is a powder keg, a powder keg that only requires a single spark for it to go up in flames.
Masser and Secunda hung low in the sky as they slowly sunk on the horizon giving way to the rule of the sun. As the moons of tamriel finnaly disapeared and the sun rose steadily into the sky. It was now morning in the capital of Elsweyr, Torval. One could say that you could quite literally watch the city spring to life as merchants of all kinds began to set up shop in either there respected building or the large market place in the north western end of the city. Cubs and there parents began to arise and go to the market to obtain fresh goods for breakfast and the males would idely converse with one another while there mates and cubs would go and look around the market for anything new or interesting.
On the outskirts of the city were the sugarcane fields were being harvested tirelessly by the Khajiit who worked on them, harvesting the crop to load onto carts being pulled by the enourmas Senche and Senche-Raht. The day seemed to progress fairly normally for the citezen's of this most sacred city.
In a nearby waypoint a small redguard caravan stopped to resupply, feed there horse's and many other things but there was one among them who had to take her leave from the caravan.
A slender grey female Khajiit in fur armor stopped in the distance from the farms. She let out a sigh when she noticed the farms, which reminded her of her old home... and her parents. They would work this hard every day, just for a few septims. Their real income has always been skooma. She noticed this the moment she made it to her original homeland, that this was something very important to her kind. Skooma was made from moon sugar... But from where her parents got it, they never told her. She always suspected they made frequent deals with the caravans... She tilted her head, and after a small pondering, she decided she will walk around and watch the farmers, while she figured out where to from there.
"Ahhhh Khajiit welcomes you to his humble farm little one." a Khajiit farmer said when he noticed the young female Khajiit stop infront of the sugarcane grove to watch. The Khajiit farmer looked back to the moonsugarcane and proceeded to harvest the sacred drug and put it into a large sack which he loaded onto a large cart that was being pulled by a currently sleeping Senche-Raht. The farmer then turned his attention back to the young Khajiit.
The young Khajiit froze in Surprise, She clearly wasnt used to random greetings, but frowns and talks behind her back. She blinked her yellow eyes, then smiled brightly, walking up to the other feline silently, watching what he was doing... following the actions with her curious gaze. "Good morning." She greeted happily, as she continued to watch. "That is moon sugar, right?" She pointed at the sack. "Where are they going now?" She asked eagerly before remembering her manners "by the way my name is Inorra." she said.
The old farmer chuckled "so many questions, curious as a newborn cub you are." he smiled and laughed as he loaded another sack of Sugar onto the cart "yes this is infact moonsugar and once this one finishs his harvest it is to be delivered throught all the citys of Elsweyr and a few of the northern tribes." he said. As the sugar was loaded onto the cart the large Senche-Raht fluttered his eyes open and slowly got up letting out a massive yawn and stretched before he sniffed the air and turned his head when his nose picked up a very unfamiliar scent.
She listened carefully to what the other Khajiit said, nodding sometimes and watching the sack, secretly scenting the content. It was sweet and alluring... had a very... unique smell to it. No wonder her kind loved it. "I am not from around here." She informed him, just to be sure he does not think she was dumb... Well, she did feel uneducated, but she came here to learn. And she will make sure to learn. "What can you tell me about that city?" She pointed at the one not far away. She could tell these farms most likely belong to this hold, but wasnt sure what to expect there.
The old Khajiit farmer looked to where she was pointing and smiled "Ahhh this is your first pilgramige, yes." he said "the city before is known as Torval, the capital of Elsweyr and the holiest city in this country. It is there that we worship Jone and Jode and is also the home of the Mane." he said with a bit of pride but also a slight dash of anger that was hidden expertly.
The Senche-Raht that had been watching the conversation began to step forward taking large purposeful steps as the slightest hint of a growl escaped its lips, soon it was standing directly behind Inorra and took a large whiff of Inorra's scent.
The female feline tilted her head, her curious gaze never left the older one. "Jone? Jode? Mane?" She asked, not quite sure what to think of it. To her it sounded like they were divines the Khajiit worshiped, just like the nords had their nine. And the Mane sounded like a priest of some sort in her thoughts, as she tried to connect the Mane with them. Her hard thinking however was broken when she felt something breathing on her back. Her curious yellow gaze moved to the source and gasped, her pupils widening. Inorra tried inching away from it, not sure what to think of this creature. It surely looked like a cat.
The large Senche-Raht took a step closer as he looked into her widened yellow eyes and took another large whiff of her scent. He paused and looked at her for a brief moment and then to Inorra's surprise gave her a large lick on her face before nuzzling her, uttering a large purr as a smile came to its lips. The old farmer laughed at his feline freind "this is Khaj, do not worry he is not one to hurt another and it seems that he likes you." he said as Khaj gave Inorra another wet kiss on the face.
The old farmer looked at Inorra his exspression became a bit more confused as he looked at the girl "do you not know of the twin moons?" he asked slightly bewildered that a Khajiit none the lees didn't know about the most basic of Khajiit culture.
She raised an eyebrow when the Khajiit told her about the big creature. She giggled when it licked her, closing her eyes. "Aww you are such a big, cute, strong furball." She said, praising him, then started stroking his fur gently, listening to his purring, happy that she just had found a friend. She admired his soft fur and hugged him lightly, taking in the texture. She didnt know why, but this big cat made her feel so... warm inside. She was never so well welcomed anywhere before. When she heard the question, she turned her head towards the other Khajiit and lowered her gaze as if she was ashamed. She did feel bad that she didnt know anything, but no one could blame her. She wanted to learn, but couldnt. "I am not from around here... Or Elsweyr for that matter... My family had me... closed out from such things." She admitted, her gaze still not meeting of the other feline, still stroking the fur of the big cat.
Khaj gave her another lick before nuzzling her. The farmer looked at her strangly but sighed after a moment "I am sorry little one but this one must leave if he wishes to make the delivery on time"Before adding"if you wish to know more about our culture this one suggests that you head to the library inside the city." The Khajiit then walked over to his cart and grabbed something before he headed back to her. It was a bright blue and green shirt and a pair of slightly baggy pants woven into a diamond pattern, the shirt tied in braids down the right side.
"For you little one"The Khajiit said "it will help keep you cool in the suns harsh rays and it will help you fit in more once you enter the city."The Khajiit said before he led Khaj over to the front of the wagon and hooked him up before climbing to the top of the carrage and grabbing the reins. The Khajiit turned to look at her one last time "may your road lead you to warm sands little one"he said before snapping the reins, Khaj looked at her one last time before they both headed down the road to deliver there goods.
She let go of the big cat reluctantly, her eyes showed sadness. "Well, I can understand that... Of course." Once she received the clothes though she was stunned. The other Khajiit was a stranger, yet he gives her clothes? She could be a bandit for all he knew, or a thief... yet he gives her a present. She bowed her head, not knowing what to say. He was even more kind to her than her own parents... She wasnt used to this, and it made her speechless. She didnt want to be rude... Once the Khajiit started leaving, she gasped, grasping the clothes tightly to her chest. "Thank you!" She shouted after him, bowing once more. She stood there, watching them leave. Inorra felt a bit down, knowing she wont get to see them again... and she didnt even ask for his name. After a few more minutes of standing around, the feline decided she will do as the older Khajiit advised. She sighed and set out to the city, on the way changing her clothes, and holding the armor in her hands.
A/N
Well there you have it everyone, chapter one and the begining of what will be Inorra's greatest adventure ever. Leave a review or a comment, flames will not be tolerated. I would also like to thank AVPKE for allowing me to use his OC Inorra for my own devious scheme's in creating this story with him.
Updates for this story should be fairly quick since most of it has already been written in draft, it is just a matter of rewrite.
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