Chapter 2: Because screw it, I want to.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Elder Scrolls.
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Drelix sighed, leaning back in his chair. Rubbing his eyes with a groan, on his desk was a collection of maps of Skyrim with nordic ruins marked with red Xs. The College is planning archeological exhibitions but they had to find out which ones were worth it, which were filled to the brim with draugr or worse..
With the Dragons settled down with Alduin's demise, it allowed the College to act more freely especially with no Stormcloaks to try and surpress them. The Dark elf sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, his head throbbing from just imaging the Synod he's been dealing with.
"...Why did I get involved in this war again?" He muttered, rubbing his temple looking at the map resentfully as if they were the cause of all his issues.
"Papa!" He jumped a bit, turning as Sofie came running into the room. He smiled slightly at the sight of her, her skin now a more healthy color with her body having a more natural build to it. A fine blue robe covered her body, she nearly burst into tears when he got that for her.
She ran up to his side, smiling brightly. "Look!" She held out her hand, showing a nightshade flower in her hands making Drelix raise an eyebrow. Nightshade wasn't hard to find in Solitude...A bit of a grim comment of it's bloody history if you believe in flower symbolism.
"It started growing out my window!" She said happily, despite the dark feeling of the flower...Especially given what it's usually use for, she loved the nightshade flowers.
He smiled slightly. "It does look nice." He commented lightly, reaching down to rub her head making her head leaning up her eyes closed into happy slits. "Hold still." She said firmly, standing on her tip toes.
Drelix smiled a little wider, leaning down biting down a laugh as she gently braided the flower into his dark hair. The purple flower standing out in the inky black locks, he chuckled grinning at the girl. "Thank you."
He kissed her forehead, making her giggle. "Papa looks pretty now." She nods firmly, Drelix shaking his head with a soft laugh. He stopped immediately when he heard a quiet giggle, he turned his head to glare towards his wife who was leaning against the doorframe shaking with laughter.
"...If J'zargo hears about this, I'm throwing you into the ocean." Drelix said emotionlessly, Brelyna's body still shaking with laughter their adopted daughter looking between the elves in confusion. "B-But...I-I'm sure he'd-.." Brelyna couldn't finish, still giggling.
"You look so pretty, Drelix." She managed to say, making Drelix narrow his eyes with a scowl. "...Accursed woman." He grunted, standing up with a disgruntled pout. He patted Sofie's head again, leaving his study giving his wife's ear a flick as he left.
"I love you too!" She called laughing, holding her stomach as she finally let it out laughing loudly.
Sofie just looked confused at her parents' antics.
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Drelix sat in the Winking Skeever, listening to the bard play the flute casually as he sipped at the Blackbriar Mead.
He sighed, rubbing his forehead as he listened idly to a couple nords boasting at eachother drunkenly. He bit down on his tongue to stop a sharp comment, he arched his back ignoring the crack in it as he pulled his hood back, ignorant that the flower was still entwined in his hair.
He went for another drink but a loud voice stopped him. "Heh, trying to look pretty for boys elf?" He twisted his features into a scowl looking at the drunken Nords as they surround his table.
He raised a eyebrow, reaching up and touching the flower in his hair, his scowl deepening. "Leave it alone." He said in a calm voice, sipping his drink. "I have no interest in fights, Nord."
"No, I guess you don't elf." He leaned in, his breath smelling of cheap ale making Drelix's nose wrinkle in distaste.
"Looking like you do, I can't imagine you do a lot of fightin'." Drelix took a deep breath to calm himself, thoguh the scent of the cheap ale making his mood worse. He simply shook his head, setting some coins down onto the table for his drink.
He stood up to leave but a Nord's hand gripped his arm firmly. "I ain't done with you elf." He said warningly, his friend blocking the Dunmer's other way out.
A sigh came from the Dark Elf giving the Nord a bored look. "I'm not fighting you." He moved to pull his arm away but the nord kept a firm grip, he grinned crookedly reaching out towards the elf.
The Dunmer narrowed his eyes, tensing as the flower in his hair was grabbed getting pulled out and crushed by the Nord's hand. He ground the flower up in his rough hand, grinning as he tossed the destroyed flower down at the elf's feet.
The Dunmer took a glance down at the flower, looking up at the grinning Nord. "...In the morning, I will be telling my daughter I battled a dragon over the flower." The elf said calmly, making the drunk Nords look confused...At least until the elf threw a punch sending the Nord holding him to the ground.
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Brelyna yawned, stepping down the stairs in her nightgown groaning at the loud banging. "I'm coming." She grunted at the door, opening it to reveal a pair of Solitude guards...With her husband in chains.
"Forgive us for coming in so late, my lady. But the Thane here got into a fight and needed to get brought home." The guard said respectfully, undoing the Dunmer's bindings. He seemed relatively fine, though his knuckles were a bit bruised.
"Keep out of trouble, my Thane." The other guard said as they left, Drelix met Brelyna's firm stair rubbing his wrists. He leaned his head up frowning. "...I regret nothing."