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Bornea smiled at the girl as she selected her fabric of choice. "Of course it is no trouble! This is my job afterall, plus you are still rather small. Not like Lord Vorcano, who is very tall and muscular. His outfits take a rather long time to make, especially as he is very detail orientated.

Bornea bowed her head to Azirina, and stood up to retieve the fabric for the dress. As she took the roll down from the wall, she answered Azirina's questions. "Now, I do not know what part of Tamriel you are from, but I'm going to assume Elsweyr? You have a very thick accent. Anyway, in Elsweyr social laws are a lot less strict. I'm sure you've seen some of your family and friends change into clothes before, haven't you? Well in some other provinces, epscially in Summerset, even seeing immediate family change into clothes is frowned upon. In Summerset, the only time you are allowed to see another don their clothes, is when they are very young babies, or if you are a servant who helps your master or mistress change. In some cases it can even be considered a crime. His Highness is stuck in his ways, and still follows those laws to this day." Bornea shook her head. "I still can't get my head around how even parents cannot see their own children change, of course when they are still young. Anyway, enough talk of foreign politics, let me take some measurements."

Bornea produced a reel of tape from her small satchel, and took various measurements: Her arms, her legs, her waist and her neck. When she was happy, she reeled up the tape and procured a pencil. "This is so I can draw the outline for the dress. If you would like any adjustements, then please tell me before I use the spell. I haven't learned how to reverse the spell yet, so any errors are permenant."

Bornea sat in silence drawing the outline of the dress, taking her time to refer back to her measurements every once in a while. Once she was done, she gave a small nod and showed Azirina the design. "Just so it doens;t feel like I've draped the roll of fabric over your head, I will make teh dress so it fits your top half, and then flows down your legs. I can also embroider some patterns on it if you would like?"

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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"Apologies, my dear. I didn't realise the temperature might have been a bit too much for you. Here, let me help." Lifting up the cup with slender fingers, he moved his other hand around delicately, performing a spell. When it was fully charged, he allowed the magic to seep through his fingers. It landed on the outside of the cup, which temporarily showed ice blue daedric letters. They faded within mere moments, which was when he set the cup down again. "Who said that magic couldn't be used for menial tasks? It should be much more palatable now."

He thought over her question for a moment before shaking his head. "I personally can't think of anything it reminds me of. Other than the dismal weather of Skyrim," he chuckled. "Summerset never had weather like this," he sighed, tapping his finger on the side of the table.

After a few minutes of listening to the fire crackle, there was a timid knock on the door. "Your Majesty? May I come in?" A soft voice spoke behind the door. Vorcano called her in, and a small Bosmer entered, her hands carrying a rather large basket. She set it upon the table.

"Apologies for the mess in here, My Lord. The orders for the new dresses have become quite a handful. They should all be ready to send to your intended within the week," she told him, her Bosmer accent coming through slightly. "Why did you need all of these children's outfits anyway?"

Vorcano chuckled. "Do not look at me that way, Bornea. I haven't taken liberties with anyone's virtue. We have a guest," he smiled, gesturing to the khajiit in the chair. Azirina looked very small in comparison.

"My apologies, dearie. I didn't see you there. I should have something in this basket that might fit, or I can use some special magic to make an outfit from some of the reels on the wall," she smiled, standing beside the chair.

"Azirina, I will leave you with Miss Bornea for the time being. It would be improper if I were to stay with you. You will be safe, don't worry," he smiled, standing up from the chair. "Miss Bornea, I trust you will take care of her. She is in a bit of a precarious situation as of now. I will be in my study if you need to send for me. You know what to do if something goes wrong?" He asked, to which she nodded.

"Of course, Your Highness. I also sent the bl-I mean the wine into your study as you asked," she stumbled, quickly hoping to correct herself.

"Haha, there is no need for that she already knows. Thank you."

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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#𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 #𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜

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"This one? My, what impeccable taste you have. I might be an expert on conjuration, but crafting clothes isn't my speciality," he explained, adding two heaped spoonfuls of tea leaves into a teapot. The teapot was white, with golden paintings of lilies all around it. The aroma of the tea was heavenly, a fine blend of Camomile, Jasmin and Bergamot. "I'm sure my servant will be here soon. They will be able to craft a beautiful and warm outfit for you. Then after that, we can stop for something to eat, and then go exploring if that is what you desire. There are many beautiful places here too though presently there are a lot of political tensions. I will do my best to keep these at bay it is the last thing you need to be worrying about."

He took a small sip of the freshly poured tea and settled into the chair. "The temperature is quite pleasant. It might help warm you up a bit. I hope the blend is to your liking."

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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#𝚅𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝙰𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗 #𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 #𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜

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Vorcano smiled as the young girl asked him about his beloved homeland.

"Oh yes, Summerset is a wonder. A true jewel to behold, no matter who you are. It is a place of rolling green fields, abundant with all types of delicate flora. Our buildings are always grand, even the dwellings for people with the lowest caste. Some even pierce through the clouds with their large spires, but those types aren't too common. The air smells of delicate perfume or exotic spices from lands such as your own. I miss it dearly," he sighed as he held onto a golden door handle and pushed it forwards. For the time being, he kept his lips sealed about his own home, as it would raise far too many questions and could potentially endanger him. Though it caused him pain to think about the gold and white walls he used to call home.

This room they entered wasn't as tidy as he wished it to be, but he supposed it could not be helped. Rolls of expensive fabrics lined the walls, and reels of threads draped down from the table onto the floor, covered in many coloured boxes. The candles flickered in their holders as the air around them shifted. The smells of cloth and linen were overpowering but still pleasant to the nose. There were also tapestries amongst the seemingly endless reels of fabric. They were crafted with fine blue silk, embroidered with deadric text. When translated, one meant "Wisdom", another "Knowledge" and the last, "Friend". These tapestries were a gift from one of his top students. The last time they had conversed, she was still studying in the Imperial City with some of the most refined talents across Tamriel. Alas, tragedy had struck upon the Daedrologists there. Their secret workings had been discovered, and their base had been attacked. All that was left among the flames were tomes and diaries, each rendered unintelligible, thousands of years worth of research and study and 13 bodies. Each body was identifiable, all of them dead. However, one student was missing: The most passionate he had met and the one who created those tapestries. He wished with all his heart that she survived.

Breaking out of his thought, he turned his attention back to the small girl, wrapping her arms around herself to try and keep warm. His boots clicked on the floor as he swiftly walked over to the fireplace. He lit it with a simple flame spell and beckoned her to take a seat in one of the soft chairs in front of it.

"Here, come warm yourself for a while. I can prepare some tea while we wait for a servant to arrive. They will help find you some better-suited clothes. Take a look around. Is there any colour or material you are partial to?"

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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#𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 #𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 #𝚅𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝙰𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗

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"I wish there was a way to keep you away from them. I have many properties, and friends all over Tamriel. But no one can outrun a Daedric Prince. If you are genuinely determined to do this, I will teach you all I know," he reassured her, taking her paw and squeezing it gently.

"Right, now I must find you something to wear before you catch your death in here. This place is cold enough as it is," he chuckled, continuing to walk down the dim candlelit hall. The clanking of his boots was softened by the red rugs that lined the centre of the stone floors.

"Personally, I am partial to my home back in Summerset, but it is a lot easier for me to reside here for work purposes. Plus, I can be closer to my students. Though I do miss the countryside, I used to love when my parents would take me to our residence near Russafeld Heights," he smiled, thinking back to his childhood. Growing up as nobility wasn't the easiest, but those moments made life enjoyable.

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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“I cannot promise you anything. It would be unfair of me to fill your head with lies, and make you trust me for me to be incorrect. However, there is always the possibility. Someone as sweet as you may be ablle to rise to the task of softening that stone heart of his,” he replied softly. 

“Although, I do not personally believe it is worth the risk. I know how it feels to suffer under Molag’s wrath. It is not pleasant. Thankfully, I’ve found solace among other vampires who share the same abhorrence. Perhaps you would be treated with respect and kindess, I just do not wish for you to suffer if there is anything I can do to put an end to it.” 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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[vorcarno-adorin]

With her question, he paused and sighed. He got down to his knees, and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I wish I could lie to you. I really do with I could tell you everything will be fine. But Molag is not known for his kindness, in fact, quite the opposite," he sighed, speaking quietly.

"You never know, perhaps you will be the first he will show kindness to."

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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#vorcano adorin

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“When I was with my Morara, I was at my happiest. If I was made to marry who my paents chose, I would have most likely been miserable my whole life,” he spoke, before quickly realising what he said. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to put it like that.” 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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[vorcarno-adorin]

Vorcano chuckled. “Indeed they can. Spent 17 years telling us no, trying to get me to marry various princesses, duchesses etc.”

“Parents are very picky when it comes to love and marriage. They wanted me to leave my love of 50 years for women I had never met before, just to give them more political control. But I rebelled against them, and eventually they gave in.” 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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[vorcarno-adorin]

“Hm, I wasn’t interested in anyone that came to visit. I’d already chosen my wife by that point, but my parent’s didn’t really accept it,” he chuckled. 

“Hey, I’m not saying your home isn’t beautiful. From what I saw during my visit, it was. I just mean that Summerset is the most....hm...magical? It’s difficult to try and put it into words.” 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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[vorcarno-adorin]

“Hm, it’s the people who will come to visit you when you are intrested in marriage,” he smiled, as they reached the next floor. 

“I’d say quite the opposite. It’s a land of immense beauty, rather colourful landscapes and lots of grandeur. It doesn’t feel like you’re in Tamriel when you are there” 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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[vorcarno-adorin]

“Hm, not quite. There was my mother and father of course. Then the servants and then me. We would have a lot of visitors though, but they were just for buisness, or callers when I became of age,” he admited, helping her walk up the stairs. 

“I grew up in the capital of Summerset, but there wasn’t many people around us.” 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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[vorcarno-adorin]

“Hm, perhaps it is. I should take you to my family home. It’s at least 3 times the size of this home,” he smiled. “Do you like it here though?” 

His shoes echoed as they walked down the halls, until he eventually reached a large quartz staircase, with a long purple carpet running down the middle of it. 

“Not too much further now” 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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[vorcarno-adorin]

“There’s no need to be afraid. This is Azirina. I will explain the situation later, but I will not be staying for long. I need to get this one dressed lest she freeze to death out there. She is used to warm sands,” Vorcano explained. 

“Is there anyone else here?” He asked Andell. 

“Just me and a few servants who are still awake. All the others are out hunting. They wanted to wait until you returned, but a few were restless.” 

Vorcano sighed, shaking his head slightly. “Of course, thank you Andell. I will leave you to return to your buisness. Come along Azirina, this way,” he smiled at her, starting to walk into the castle. 

The hall was dimly lit, but it was still bright enough to be visible. There were many grand pieces of artwork, a plethora of bookcases inbetween them, and some trinkets of his taste. 

“You’re okay little one, there’s no need to be afraid.” 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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“By Auriel!” He exclaimed, laughing. “Yes, I definetly think they heard that. Good job young one,” he smiled, still laughing slightly. As he thought, he could hear someone unbolting the door. Moments later revealed it was a Bosmer who opened the door. He wasn’t a vampire, rather a close friend of Vorcano. 

“Good evening Andell. Apologies if I woke you,” he smiled. 

The Bosmer bowed slightly, but looked puzzled. “We thought you wouldn’t return for at least a month Your Highness. And who is this you have accompanying you? Is she a new member of the family?” He asked, looking at the girl. 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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[vorcarno-adorin]

“Hm, maybe try it again. There should be at least 1 person here. You’ve got this, don’t worry,” he assured her. She definetly knocked harder than he thought she would. 

He looked up at the sky above them, but dark clouds obscured where the stars would be. Being able to see stars from his home was a very rare sight. Vorcano was fully aware of the auroras that would appear in the Skyrim sky, but he chose safety over beautiful vistas. 

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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“Hm, I’m uncertain of how to word it for you....A royal family is usually a very old family line of leaders. They almost always have a lot of money, lots of land etc.” 

His boots clacked on the cobbles, and then up the freshly washed stone stairs up to a grand bolted door. 

“Considering as you are my guest, you shall have the honour of knocking on the door. Make sure its a loud knock, it is a large palace.”

Ri'siri looked up from his worship as he heard someone approach. He turned to see his mate Inorsi walking towards him, their daughter asleep upon her back.

"What is it Inorsi?" He asked, climbing to his feet as the great Senche-raht stopped before him.

"The others have caught a stranger on the outskirts of the village. He says he was sent by our lord to drain his future bride." Inorsi explained, glancing back at the small Khajiit upon her back.

"Our lord sent him? This one will investigate. Stay here and guard our starlight." He said, pressing his forehead against hers before heading out. As Inorsi had explained, the Senche-raht of the tribe were surrounding the stranger, snarling and baring their fangs.

"Speak stranger. Why have you come to our home?" Ri'siri demanded.

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