A/n:Sorry it took so long to update!
"Here we are," said Keera as she and Nalyd climbed the last hill.
Nalyd stared at the great city in front of them. Keera seemed awed by the beautiful sight, but Nalyd was slightly less interested.
"So we goin' or what," he said after what felt like an eternity.
Keera shot him an annoyed look. "You men have no appreciation for natural beauty."
"And damn proud of it," Nalyd said, smiling at the young dark-elf.
"Fine, let's go." Keera began walking down the hill, and Nalyd took the oppurtunity to gaze at her rear as it moved up and down under her short skirt. He smiled to himself, wishing the day were a bit windier.
Just then, Keera turned, about to ask Nalyd what was taking so long. She saw his head snap back to look at her face. "What were you looking at?" she asked the assasin.
"Nothin'," he said quickly.
"You men are such pervs! You don't see me looking at a man's crotch every chance I get and conversations up here, bosmer!" she pointed to her eyes as she noticed Nalyd's gaze drifting down slightly.
"I'm sorry, but I can't help it. You're just such a beautiful women." Nalyd used the same words he had used whenever a women had caught him doing something perverted.
"Oh well, thank you, Nalyd." She blushed slightly.
Works every time, Nalyd thought. "Ok, let's get goin'."
As they approached the gate, Nalyd realized there was something wrong. In all the years of his childhood he had spent here, never once did he remember it being this quiet.
"Kinda quiet, in'n it," Nalyd whispered. He pushed open the gate.
"We sent most of the women and children to the khajiits in the west."
"Oh," Nalyd nodded, "So, can you lead to the capital-"
"No!" Keera answered, "this time your leading."
"Damn," Nalyd muttered before walking off.
Keera took the chance to look at Nalyd's rear under his cloak.
"Feel free to grab it!" Nalyd shouted back at her.
Keera blushed before following the young assasin.