The trip back wasn't too difficult. Nothing much got in their way and they were able to make it quite easily back into town. Though by the time they did, it was late evening. So they decided to go to the Sleeping Giant Inn, order some food and then get some rest.
Since they were quite hungry from not eating since morning, and they had quite a bit of coin between them, they ordered a virtual feast. Seared salmon, chicken breasts, sweet rolls, venison, tomatoes and more filled their table.
"This is quite alot. Work up an appetite adventuring?" Delphine asked.
"Yeah. We managed to clear out Bleak Falls Barrow and the nearby tower of bandits and darker things." Yew said, in between bites of a goat leg. Everything here tasted much more flavorful then he had anticipated. It was a different diet then Yew was used to, but it was still quite enjoyable.
"Huh. That's pretty impressive." Delphine said. Something about her tone of voice seemed odd to Yew.
"Ha ha. Yeah. All in a days work for two mighty adventurers like us." Greta said with a wink at Yew.
"Indeed. Well, you two enjoy all that now." Delphine said and walked off. Yew couldn't help tracing her swaying hips with his eyes. Honestly, he had felt pretty horny since he got her. He wondered why that was. Was it just that this guy, the real Yew, had a strong libido? He couldn't be sure. Yew had definitely gone through some personality changes since he found himself in this world, in this body. He wondered if he would eventually lose his old self entirely. He wasn't entirely certain that would be a bad thing. That day had been terrifying, but it had also been exhilarating.
"So...we're going to return the claw tommorow." Greta said. As they finished their meal.
"Yeah." Yew said.
"That means you get to see Camilla again." Greta said.
"You'll get to see her too." Yew said. Greta blushed.
"P-Please, I'm not interested in her like that." Greta said.
"You sure? You seemed like you might have been." Yew said.
"N-No. I-I have no such interest in women, in that way. Though it's fine to love people of either sex. Mara and Dibella support love and passion between all people and-" Greta said. She was stumbling over her words a bit. Clearly panicking.
"You don't have to get all worked up. I understand." Yew said, casually taking a sip of Alto wine.
"O-Ok. Sorry." Greta said.
"Nothing to apologize for. But yes. I am interested in Camilla as you have seen. I intend to sleep with her, if she will have me." Yew said. Greta nearly choked on her wine.
"I-I see. Well, if you do, make sure you take care." Greta said.
"Of course. I am neither reckless nor cruel." Yew said. He knew already of a concoction that he could brew that would work as birth control. And of course, he wasn't going to hurt her. Neither physically nor emotionally.
"Ok then. I hope that it happens, and I hope you have fun." Greta said, she gave a smile but there seemed to be a bit of melancholy clouding it.
"You sure your all right Greta?" Yew asked.
"Y-Yes of course." Greta said.
They spent a little time resting in their chairs, listening to the music and exchanging small talk. Then they got two separate rooms and went to them.
Yew spent a bit of time looking over his Druidic Grimoire. Within it there were some pages he hadn't much noticed. They described a bit of the initiation process that it took to become a full Druid. It was quite a lengthy and trying affair. And it had some consequences. Full Druids were constantly lustful, tied as they were to nature and the desire to breed. Full Druids also could not use non-druidic spells, and were forbidden from using armor made of metal. In fact, much of their rules were quite similar sounding to DnD brand Druids.
It made Yew wonder. Why exactly was he so similar to his DnD druid character? Even his magic worked more like DnD then like it was in Elder Scrolls. He hadn't played much of Skyrim, but it seemed that he was somewhat apart from it in a strange way, but still integrated enough that it wouldn't be too jarring. What was happening? And his memories of the old Yew, the one whose body he had now been inhabiting, they were still not back. But he could full them, somewhere under the surface of his mind, deep in his subconscious. When would they return? He could use them. It might help him survive in this place.
Whatever. He had his objective for the moment. Return the claw and see how things play out with Camilla. Then keep working for coin. Try to get more powerful. He shut his grimoire, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
As soon as he did he was confronted with a level up screen. It was a strange one. It told him that he had leveled up 2 levels, from level 1-3. It told him a list of spells he could now cast: Entangle, Vile Thorns, Summon nature's ally, and several others. It also told him that he could now take on a Familiar, a creature that would be his companion and would become more powerful, being useful in combat and with scouting.
However, this level up screen gave him a list of Perks. These were divided into separate categories: Druidism, Archery, Alchemy, Speech, and One-Handed. He was pretty sure this was how Skyrim worked. Looking them over he selected a perk from Druidism called: Avenger, which increased the power of his offensive spells and gave him an extra spell slot to use for an additional offensive spell. He also picked a perk from Speech called: Seducer, which increased his sexual appeal, which had a "broad range of applications."
Happy with his selections he "clicked confirm" and the "dream" ended with the menu fading away.