Yew woke up, meditated and prepared his spells. Then got up and got breakfast.
"You still have on your robe." Greta said, looking at him oddly.
"Yeah. It does give me a couple more spells I can use. That and I checked my reflection and I think it does quite great things to my figure." Yew said and gave her a wink. Greta blushed.
"It does do that." Greta said. It was odd talking to Yew. It was almost like she was talking to a woman, only definitely not. Yew was in a strange sort of uncanny valley in her mind, both male and female in character, which she found strangely appealing. She'd never met anyone like him.
The two of them finished breakfast and headed to the Riverwood trader. When they walked in, Camilla was sitting down reading and Lucan was behind the store counter.
"Your back!" Camilla said, looking up from her book. She seemed quite relieved and happy to see the pair.
"Ah. Welcome, you get back the claw?" Lucan said, sounding a bit more personable then he had last time.
"Yes, we did." Yew said as he pulled the claw out of his pack, and gave it to the shopkeep, who proceeded to look it over, nod and smile.
"Huh. It looks a little smaller but it's definitely the same claw. Good work my friend, something for the work." Lucan said, tossing Yew a bag of coins. Camilla had stood up and begun moving closer to Yew.
"Wow, you look quite good today. You in those robes...it's a good look on you." Camilla said. She sounded, to be more aroused, less in control then she had during their first meeting. Yew wondered if that was due to the perk he selected.
"Thanks. Your looking beautiful as ever, Camilla." Yew said, taking her hand and placing a kiss on it. Yew noticed her sparkling eyes and wide grin. He was closing in, he thought.
"Could-Could I have a look at your inventory please? I'd also like to sell some of the things we obtained in our adventure." Greta said to Lucan.
"Uh...sure. Of course." Lucan said. Eagar himself to avoid the awkward situation of watching his sister flirt with a stranger.
"I would very much like to take things further with you. However..." Camilla's face darkened.
"However...?" Yew asked.
"I have two other courters. I'd like you to speak with them. I don't want any drama to take place. I'd like it if we all could become friends. And if possible, you and I could become something more." Camilla said, she was very close to him and had put her hand on his shoulder.
"I'd like that. But you must know that I won't stay in this town forever." Yew said.
"I understand. I am perfectly ok with you going back on the road. Your an adventurer after all. It's your nature. I think we can have our fun whenever we pass through and I'll be fine if you seek other company on the road and you'll be fine if I seek company here in Riverwood." Camilla said.
"Sounds like a deal." Yew said with a smile. This was working out perfectly, Yew thought. He was exhilarated. He was going to have a lover and she was going to be beautiful, understanding and sexy. Yew gave her a playful smack on the bottom. Camilla giggled.
"I'll see you in a bit. After I've talked things over with those two." Yew said. He left Greta to continue to barter with Lucan and headed over to find one of the two. He found what he believed to be Sven first, a blonde Nord who did look fairly attractive, Yew had to admit.
"Hello, do you happen to be Sven?" Yew asked.
"Yes. That is my name." Sven said.
"I am acquainted with Camilla and I wanted to talk to you. Man to man." Yew said. Sven took stock of the Breton druid.
"I don't much see a man in front of me. But what is it you want?" Sven said.
"I am going to enter into an open relationship with Camilla. And I need you to be ok with this. As Camilla's friend, you should understand that this is what she wants." Yew said.
"I'm not going to let some effeminate Breton stranger swoop in and sleep with Camilla. And she won't like your notion either." Sven said.
"She's already agreed to it. In fact she was the one who brought it up." Yew said.
"That's impossible...you've been sent by Faendal haven't you? Your trying to get me to give up on her, or turn us against each other? Well, I've got another thing coming for both you and that filthy Wood elf. I will never give up on Camilla. Ever. You got that pretty boy." Sven said, getting in Yew's face. Bad attitude or no, Yew could see why Camilla had put up with this man's delusions for so long. He was quite attractive and Yew's body couldn't help but react to that. Still, he was a bastard. And Yew needed him out of the way.
"I see. Is it possible we could duel for it? I beat you, you stay out of my way. You beat me, I never speak to Camilla again?" Yew said.
"No way. I'm not going to risk it all on some duel with a cheating magic user. Mages, Bretons, elves. You are all the same. We should hang the lot of you. Skyrim would be a better place for it." Sven said.
"Hm. Well then. I suppose I'll have to deal with you some other way then. Don't worry. Us conniving Bretons and Mages and Elves are known for our problem-solving skills." Yew said, with a glare and a small smirk. Sven paled slightly. Yew turned and walked away.
Now to talk to Faendal. Yew found him quickly enough. He was the only Bosmer in town, he was chopping up some firewood when Yew walked up to him. Faendal was pretty attractive looking himself. Again it seemed no surprising notion that Camilla would be flattered by these two's attentions, by looks alone.
"You are Faendal correct?" Yew asked.
"Yes, I am. And you are a Druid. Heirs of the old Druids of Galen. Your order is small but rising in esteem since the collapse of the Mages Guild, throughout the Empire. There are rumors of several of your order here in Skyrim. But you seem to be a newcomer." Faendal said. All that he said was true, Yew realized.
"How do you know all that?" Yew said.
"A hunter around these parts can learn much if he keeps his ears open. What do you have to say?" Faendal said.
"Myself and Camilla are going to enter a relationship. She wants to make sure that you and Sven stay out of it, and don't cause any unnecessary drama." Yew said.
"Unnecessary drama huh? So you expect me to just let you bed Camilla with no complaints." Faendal said.
"Pretty much." Yew said.
"Then you take me for the wrong type of mer. I will definitely have to object to such a relationship. With you being on the road and Camilla forced to worry-" Faendal said.
"Save your breath. She is well aware of what my life will be. We are pursuing an open relationship, so if she wills the two of you can be together when I'm away." Yew said. This gave Faendal pause.
"I am...alright with this. Still, there is the matter of that idiotic nordic bard, Sven." Faendal said.
"Yes. He is less than accommodating." Yew said.
"Of course. He's dull-witted and bigoted, like most of his kind. I've written up a letter, in as close as I can get to Sven's childish scrawl. If you give it to Camilla and say it's from him, she will no longer concern herself with such a man, and we will be rid of him for good." Faendal said.
It wasn't perhaps the most ethical way to go about things. But considering his racist and anti-magic stance, Yew couldn't bring himself to feel overly bad about opening Camilla's eyes to the foolish bard's true nature.
"It shall be done." Yew said, grabbing the letter.
"A wise choice Druid. As long as we keep out of each other's way, we'll get along fine. Maybe we can even go out on a hunt one day." Faendal said, with a devious smirk, before walking away. Something about that look on his face gave Yew some pause. Yew headed back to the Riverwood trader.
"Your back? How did it go with the other boys?" Camilla said, getting up from her chair once more.
"Faendal seemed fairly accommodating. Sven was...less so. He cursed me all magic users, Bretons and Elves and gave me this letter to deliver to you." Yew said.
"That oaf. He'll need a good tongue lashing from me after that. I'm not a native from Skyrim either." Camilla said, taking the letter and opening it up. As she read it her face fell, then turned to rage.
"That bastard. He thinks I'll be nothing more than a housemaid to him? Our friendship is over." Camilla said.
"Sorry. I know it hurts when a friend turns out to be someone different then you expect." Yew said. He didn't remember any such friends, not consciously. Not Earth friends. But still he felt like his statement was true. That this Yew did have false friends.
"Pft. Yeah. I always knew he was a fool, but I never thought...It's nothing. We should talk more later. I want to talk to Faendal myself." Camilla said.
"Sounds good." Yew said. Though he felt a bit nervous. What if the Bosmer decided to betray him? Though this fear was quickly assuaged. Implicating Yew would only implicate himself. Besides, he seemed to hate Sven a great deal more then he hated Yew.
"See ya around." Camilla said and left.
"I managed to get a few more supplies, and a bit of extra gold from selling some stuff off." Greta said.
"Good. I wanted to check out that tower at the edge of town." Yew said.
"Oh, that strange place? That's a magical shop. The wizard who lives their seems quite potent. Some folks were less then happy about allowing him in, but personally, I think a powerful magic user really only serves to make the town a bit safer. And considering the dragons that are about-" Lucan said.
"Dragons. What do you know about dragons." Yew said. Once again he felt a thrill of panic. Fighting a dragon wasn't high on his priority list.
"Uh not much. Only that one destroyed Helgan and flew past here a few days ago. A day before you arrived in town actually. Then word came that we are getting a permanent garrison of Whiterun guards by tommorow and that a couple of travelers and the guards of Whiterun defeated a Dragon attacking one of their guard towers a bit out of the city. There are rumors that we have a Dragonborn. Though I don't know much about Nord superstitions." Lucan said.
"Those travelers...any word on their description?" Yew asked.
"Couple of ladies as I do recall. One's a Redguard woman, the other a Nord. That's all I know." Lucan said.
"Ok. Alright. Thank you for the information." Yew said. He began to walk away to leave, Greta in tow.
"Yew...your shaking." Greta said, quietly. It was true. Yew took a moment to breathe and refocus. He couldn't panic. He had to get stronger and he had to find the Dragonborn. Those two things were what mattered most.
"I'm alright. We should check out the rest of town. See what more we could find out." Yew said.
"O-Ok." Greta said.