Tнe Elder Scrollѕ V: Sĸyrιм // Oρeи!

[★ nirvana,]

{ - Frost, you were accepted - }

Burrows-In-Sand smirked, watching the drunkards for a moment longer before standing up and approaching them. Almost immediately an outburst of racist slurs fell from their mouths, and she rolled her eyes, whipping her tail back and forth.
"This will be fun," she mumbled, right before giving the man on top a harsh kick to his side. The man yelped in pain and rolled over. The Argonian took a step back. "After you," she offered, looking sideways at Jellal.

[abxy]

{hey! I know you!! They can meet!}

Ariaal ran her hand through her hair as she dismounted her horse and led it to the brink of the pond. She knew this water was cold, and it had been a cold, long ride. She and her horse drank anyway. Ariaal couldn't wait to be back in Solitude, drinking some spiced wine or warmed mead. Ariaal looked up from her daydreams about alcohol to see a very large argonian coming out of the water. Ariaal couldn't help but let out a help from surprise, but then quickly regained her courage.
"Um... Hail." She said, standing up. Ariaal readied a spe, just in case, but her body language clearly said that she wouldn't attack unless provoked.

(aa I forgot about this roleplay)

Devandraya shot up when she heard a voice. She turned around to see Ariaal and sighed. "Oh. Um...hello, I guess" was all she said, Devandraya not wanting to talk into anyone. A yawn escaped her mouth, she wiping away the small tears that came from yawning. She leaned back against a large rock nearby, pulling the cloak she wore (i know it wasn't in the picture but I imagine she wears a black cloak so ha) closer to her. Devandraya knew it was cold as hell--what? Hell's cold now. Totally--considering she was freezing, practically freezing to death.

[Wind Mage]

(That's completely fine! Don't worry ^^)

Talis smiled and nodded. "Imp stools will work just fine." he said. Yes, they'd work better then just fine. If he didn't have anything else to make a healing potion with, he could at least make a good paralysis poison. He'd hate to use it, but it'd do wonders against a tougher looking foe.

Without much more then an airy breath, the half-elf reached down and grasped his alchemy satchel, untying it with little effort. He pulled out a few butterfly wings and handed them to the Dunmer. "I don't believe we've been formally introduced. I'm Talis." he said with a small smile.

[lion's tooth]

Sorosi
Sorosi Nitrel's nose twitched and her distaste grew. She
cleared her throat and looked away as she made her in-
troduction. "Nerothren. Indris Nerothren," she said as her
eyes grew dark again. She looked back down at the but-
terfly wings again and tried to think of how many stools
she should grab to make it a fair trade. She counted the
wings quickly and thought over how she would get the Imp
Stools. She wondered briefly if she ought to just buy a few
off of another resident but the odds of finding someone
else out in this weather was unlikely. The thought of the
snow flying through the air brought a chill to her and she
shuddered slightly. Living in the cold, Sorosi often wished
she could swap her resistance to fire with a resistance to
frost.

Name;;Sorosi
Race;;Dunmer
Age;;Twenty-Two
Location;;Dawnstar
Tags;; Talis -
Dawnstar

[Sperophim]

Ariaal studied the Argonian for a moment. She thought it was a man at first, what with how tall it was and everything, but now Ariaal could tell that it was female.
"And I thought I was tall..." She muttered under her breath.
"Do you mind?" Ariaal asked, gesturing to the water at the shoreline that she and her horse had been drinking. "Or is this part of the lake private property?"

[Wind Mage]

(Holy hell I just realized I made Talis five feet tall xD allow me to edit that) (sorry, @Afon, I'll reply in a second)

[Kurocatalyst]

Jellal nodded at Burrows after watching her kick his side. He stepped back as some swear words slipped from the drunk mans mouth and Jellal snapped, bringing his foot back before swinging it and hitting the man in the nose straight on, making him yelp before clutching his nose and blood dripped from it slowly. "Never insult someone you don't know."

[leiah2]

(Hey, just wondered if I may reserve a male Imperial? ^.^)

[★ nirvana,]

{ - Sure! - }

Burrows-In-Sand snorted, clapping her hands over her mouth to muffle her laughter as she received a bewildered look from the drunken man, whom was now sobering up. "Well said," she stated, then gave another solid kick to the Nord's ribs. "Bigoted bastards. It's even worse in Windhelm," she mumbled.

[Wind Mage]

(sorry, I won't be able to reply for a few more days QwQ" I became suddenly busy, so excuse me;;)