The Day We Met In Skyrim (Anthony&Zevande)

[Rot Incarnate]

Maevrick pants heavily as he sits just outside of a freshly cleared tomb. He is quick to reach into his bag, rummaging through it to find a plentiful health potion, swallowing it down hastily. He lets out a soft grunt as he feels the regenerative powers work on his wounds, and when he catches his breath, he stands, wiping the sweat from him face. "Wasn't expecting a Draugr Overlord..." He huffs out, silently cursing at his own unpreparedness. It nearly cost him his life. Without another thought, he walked up the stairs to meet one the surface ground his loyal steed, Shadowmere, given to him by Astrid. Maevrick notices how dark it has gotten, sighing at the inconvenience. He figured the inn at Whiterun would be best, as he mounts Shadowmere, heading off to the city.

 

[zevande]

It was Ulv's third cup of mead he held between his hands. A well known song filled up the room and it was a bit too quiet. Ulv doesn't remember when it got this quiet, he must have been here for a longer time he planned to. He drank up the last of the mead that was in his cup before he placed the cup once more on the desk and placed a gold coin on the desk beside the cup. "One more" he said with his raspy voice, this was going to be a long night that he deserved