by She~Wolf » Thu Aug 30, 2012 8:49 am
Aela sighed as she got into the bath. It was nice and warm instead of cold like she had to take at James. she took her long hair out of her ponytail and scrubbed it, her hair alone taking most of her time since it was so long. After cleaning the rest of herself, she got out and wrapped a towl around herself, drying her long hair with another.
Our hero, our Hero claims a warriors heart,I tell you, I tell you, the Dragonborn comes.With a voice wielding power of the Ancient Nord Art,Believe, Believe, the Dragonborn comes.It's an end to the Evil, of all Skyrims Foes,Beware, Beware the Dragonborn Comes.For the Darkness has passed, and the legend yet grows,You'll know, You'll know the Dragonborn comes