Mosspath self-consciously fiddled with the belt on her ragged shirt. The she-beast felt self-conscious in her rags while the Imperials strode around in their fancy garb. A High Elf's golden gaze swept over her with contempt.
"Say something or leave!" A Wood Elf barked. He looked tired, as though he hadn't slept in days. Mosspath winced nervously and hurried over to Arrille's Tradehouse as advised by the Imperial emissary. It was the only shop in Seyda Neen and the prices were supposed to be decent. The Khajiit climbed the steps and rounded the corner into, nearly bumping into the door before fiddling with the doorknob.
"Oh for Dibella's sake!" An Altmer sighed. His eyes were dark, but not unfriendly. He was wearing the most regal clothes that the former prisoner had ever seen. "I just replaced that thing yesterday!" A female Dunmer shrugged.
"It's not her fault Fargoth has gone crazy looking for his ring."
"Oh, Tolvise!" The High Elf moaned. "Please don't bring up that crazy man! I still refuse to believe that Wood Elf is related to any Altmer." Tolvise shrugged.
"Excuse me?" Mosspath said, feeling a bit peeved. By the sound of what Sellus Gravius said, I must deliver that package as soon as possible!
"Can I help you?" The High Elf turned to Mosspath. "I'm sorry for the slight delay."
"Oh, it's no problem." Mosspath lied.
"Anyway, what can the owner of such a fine establishment help you with?" He's Arrille? Looking the High Elf over, Mosspath wasn't really surprised. His hair was properly groomed and his clothes spotless.
"I'd like to be a longsword and some armor."
"What can you trade me for it?" Mosspath winced; all she had were the clothes on her back, a dagger, and the ingredients that she had 'borrowed' from the Census and Excise Office.
"Well..."
Well, Morrowind wasn't able to save, but it is! :D Ecstatic, I began to screenshot with glee and made a tumblr for it as a companion to my Skyrim tumblr.
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