Skyrim- Accepting!

[★ nirvana,]

Zachariah rolled his eyes. "Trust me, in all my 500 years, I've been through far more than you have. All that does is make more cautious ... Not more idiotic," he said with a snort. Ever since his transition into vampirism, he had become rather mellow, a bit more cautious and hesitant of what he was doing.
He turned to the Listener. "Of course, it really all depends on what Kat and the Night Mother want. Really, all I am is just a lowlife thief," he said, his tone used in a very self-degrading way, with a careless shrug, as if him voicing his insecurities was a normal, everyday thing.

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"The Night Mother ordered us to keep a low profile, Za'ji has disobeyed. If we do everything right, the guards won't notice until it's too late." Katarina said. She turned to Zach. "Don't say such things about yourself Zach." She said. Zach wasn't a lowlife thief not to her at least.

[lion's tooth]

Synette
Synette Greensmith nodded. Being the capitol of Skyrim, she had
heard of Solitude but had never found reason to go. This trip had
been the only time she had ever needed to go to another hold to
purchase materials. Materials, pah, how she hated that word. Idly
she wondered what Solitude was like and for now decided to ask
along. "Yes, Solitude. Quite a big city in comparison to Riverhold.
May I ask what sort of business you're to do in Falkreath?" She as-
ked, hoping whatever Ariaal had been tasked with had nothing to
do with the forest she called home.

Ah, I'm sorry! You just have to
break this new character in, maybe?

[FrostTail]

Phydra currently felt like agreeing with his last statement. "I don't think the whole idea of letting our sister rot in jail until she meets a handsome /headsman/ to keep her company is a good idea, nor do I think it is in our mothers interest." The bosmer crossed her arms, looking to the side, at the large tree in the middle of the city. She suddenly longed for the freedom of solitude. This was her family, her friends, but she liked silence of trees and forests. Call her a stereotype but that was how it was.

[Sperophim]

Synette
Synette Greensmith nodded. Being the capitol of Skyrim, she had
heard of Solitude but had never found reason to go. This trip had
been the only time she had ever needed to go to another hold to
purchase materials. Materials, pah, how she hated that word. Idly
she wondered what Solitude was like and for now decided to ask
along. "Yes, Solitude. Quite a big city in comparison to Riverhold.
May I ask what sort of business you're to do in Falkreath?" She as-
ked, hoping whatever Ariaal had been tasked with had nothing to
do with the forest she called home.

Ah, I'm sorry! You just have to
break this new character in, maybe?

{Heh, that's alright.}

"I'm checking up on my employer's eh... estates." Ariaal said, not specifying that by "estates" she meant spying on the imperial camps.
"It's not that exiting." She lied. "Not a lot changes." (another lie)

[lion's tooth]

Synette
Synette Greensmith realized she had not the slightest clue what
Ariaal was speaking of. Having never grown up in civilization she
had missed out on many adult habits such as whatever these 'es-
tates' were or indeed many business terms. "Estates, right, of co-
urse," she said, growing silent for a moment. "That's some nice
armor you have," she commented.

[Demon-Chan]

Ah X3 skyrim!! )
Username: Demon Hunter Blood
Name: Polianda
Age: 22 years old
Race (Include if vampire or werewolf): Wood elf (there my fave type )
Gender: Female
Personality: Kind,dark and gruesome
History (optional): She was born in Whiterun and she lived there, when her parents died the house was hers! Now she changed to a Spy
Description or picture (Include clothing/armor): Deadric armour just no helm
Fighting Style (Include weapons, shouts, and magic): Bound swords
Weakness: Fire Damage
Occupation (If any): Stormcloak spy
House (If any): In Whiterun
Children (If any): Nope
Crush or Significant Other (If any): Nope

[Sperophim]

"Ah, thanks" Ariaal stated. "I enchanted it myself. That's why it's so shiny."
{Accepted.}
{And guys, I know there is something wrong with the list, but I don't know what. Please go over everything and if you see something wrong, private message me.}

[lion's tooth]

Synette
Synette Greensmith looked at the armor again. She had never thought
of enchanting her pelts or wrist bangles. But she had never really been
skilled in the art of Enchanting at any rate. That must've been why the
armor caught the moonlight so well, or so she assumed. "Can't enchant
things myself. Not to save my life. Which I guess in a way it could, but
negative. Conjuration fares far better with me," she admitted to the tr-
aveler.

Okay!

[Sperophim]

"Mm, I only dabble in enchanting. Half the time I end up destroying the things I enchant." Ariaal commented. "Ah, I never could get the hang of conjuration magic. I commend you. Destruction magic is more my speed."