"Wait a minute, my friend, so you're saying you think this 'Ancano' took your stuck-up elf friend?" Inigo asked after being told the tale of how she mysteriously vanished.
Hasir sighed in frustration and hid his face behind his hand.
Hasir gaped at the khajiit, hardly believing his eyes.
Nanaki? You're alive? I saw you die. Last thing I knew, you were working, or 'allegedly' working for, Molag Bal." He pounced upon the red-furred khajiit and drew his dragonbone axe. "Is that still
Hasir got up and looked around, confused, as the portal of vertically swirling sands closed behind him. He saw nothing but barren wasteland stretching far in every direction. He heard nothing except for the distant shimmering of stared that looked l
Hasir and Inigo left the building and walked through the walkway; Hasir told Inigo to stow the armor away since it was far too valuable to wear out in the open. He said it might get inadvertantly tarnished. Inigo ablidged, took of his armor and place
Inigo stopped in front of a dark alleyway with cobblestone mixed sand streets and dragon statue arched walkways. Hasir called out to the khajiit to be careful about venturing down dark alley. Inigo ignored him, saying this was something that he felt
When the khajiit exited the sqaure opening, he saw multiple altars - at least that's what he thought they were - and stood before a giant staircase flanked by pentagram flags on poles. He ascended the stairs and approached the vampire behind the bar.
Inigo asked around the local mage's guild to see if they knew how to conjure a portal to where he believed his friend had been taken. Tail and head drooping, he exited the mages guild and decided to try his luck at the nearby alchemist shop. He enter
After minutes of walking, they entered the great Southern elsweyrian city of Senchal. The khajiit walked under the entryway, holding the rabbit tightly and walked through the town. He'd never been here. He noted all of the khajiit architecture. He pa
Ingo returned in the Elsweyrian forestt and saw Sa'chil body, lifeless as ever, laying on the forest floor. Inigo couldn't help but think about if this is how Hasir felt when his aunt passed away from the same or similar thing that had befallen the s
Inigo put the book in the satchel attached to his armor which was, somehow, able to hold the book. He approached the hooded khajiit and noted her appearance, she wore strange armor he'd never seen before. He also noted she had erect vertical ears, a
Hasir and Inigo sat against the cave wall reading one of the three books that Atala'd given them. After a few minutes, the argonian turned to the khajiit and sighed.
"You know what, Inigo? I think that your mother sold two deadweight fish for healthy
The argonian, Altmer and the khajiit neared a forest that was wildly overgrown with twisted trees and wild weeds. Inigo cast around for any sign of familiarity but came up empty. Feeling a sense of unease, he turned to Hasir.
Hasir opened the door and found himself in what looked like a storeroom with tree branches painted on the wall. The argonian moved towards this curious sight and looked closer. From the branches sprouted many flowering blooms. Hasir scrutinized this
The argonion stepped inside the sables and found Daahin sitting at a table talking to the stablehand. Upon sensing the Argonian's presence, the khajiit looked up.
"Ah, scaled one. perhaps he is looking for khajiit, yes?" Hasir nodded while his tail
Hasir could see several ships looming on the horizon as he, the elf and the blue khajiit neared the harbor. The Argonian's eyes went wide as he noticed that what he thought were ships were actually splintered bits of wood and discarded masts that, Ha
Ceralyne's words rang in Hasir's ears as he road along the cobblestone road. A few minutes later, as the sun was beginning to set on the horizon, he saw an ancient khajiit temple sitting amidst caynos and blooming flowers. He cautiously approached th