Skyrim- Accepting!

[InfectedHau]

Za'ji let go of the bars and backed against the far wall of her cell, slowly sitting down on the bench. "I'm not going with you," she said in a very final sort of way. "Unless you think you can drag me from this cell, you're going to have to wait. Now unless you want to wind up in here with me, I suggest you leave."

[xXMoved AccountXx]

Hurt flashed in Za'zah eyes. He only wanted to help, he just wanted to keep her safe. Why was she acting like this toward him? "Za'ji....." He said and his ears folded back.

[InfectedHau]

"I can't have you interfere with my plan," Za'ji said, not moving for her spot on the bench. It briefly occurred to her that she was being cruel, toying with his emotions like this, but she dismissed it. She had to do this, it was the only way to redeem herself. " Now go to Dragon Bridge, and wait for me there."

[xXMoved AccountXx]

Za'zah looked down. "Fine....." He said and left, his tail dragged behind him.

[FrostTail]

Phydra had been lurking in the dark of the shade by the dungeons, approaching Za'zah as he left with quiet steps. "Where's Za'ji?" the bosmer inquired, an almost suspicious tone in her voice

[xXMoved AccountXx]

"She doesn't want our help..... not now anyway." Za'zah said.

[Sperophim]

{um, is anyone open for Ariaal or Auguseethus?}

[lion's tooth]

I have Synette open, where is Ariaal? ))))))))))

[Sperophim]

{I haven't put her anywhere yet, she can be just about anywhere though.}

[lion's tooth]

Synette
Synette Greensmith reached out to swing open the door to
the Bee and the Barb. She felt tired, sure, was sleep worth
another night in the Rift? Was it honestly worth sleeping in
such an enclosed space, on an overly soft mattress, in a place
so far from her home in Falkreath. She looked from the pain-
ted sign and elaborately built wooden building to the furry
pelts she wore and yanked her arm back as if the doorknob
had burned her. She backed up slowly at first then began to
outright flee from the building. She shook her head as she ran
and was soon out of the gates of Riften. After a minute of ru-
inning she stopped to catch her breath and gazed at the river
that ran along her right-hand side. She stood and stared at it
for a while, thinking of how cool it was for that very same ri-
ver that she stood next to now to be the one that wound and
splashed right next to her home. Then she began to follow it,
walking purposefully toward Eastmarch, her eyes out for wh-
ere the river pooled into a small lake with an island in the
center, at which point she would head east toward the pine
forest of Falkreath where her home lay hidden away in a large
tree.