Skyrim mini rp

"Sure why not?" lysander asked less scrutinizing than he was last time

Rinn quietly thanked the pair, before following them in slightly awkward silence.

(dragonborn now?)

(Why now?)

(cuz bored)

(But how would she come in? Fighting a dragon?)

(Seems legit

Sephora gasped as she suddenly heard a loud roar come from somewhere up ahead.

It was Risika, who was currently swiping at the face of the dragon she was fighting.

Lysander sees the fight going on just down the road and runs to assist the young woman fighting a dragon

Her ears swiveled at the sound of the roar, which looked a bit funny beneath her hood. Her hands gripped her bow, and she nocked an arrow. She drew the string to her cheek as the great beast came into view. She hesitated, her eyes widening. "That's a dragon..." Is she hallucinating? They are myth... only myth.

Risika stabbed the dragon in the eye with her sword before it blew fire at her, which she dodged with a roll.

Saphira didn't exactly know how to help, she thought dragons didn't exist.

Lysander blasts the dragon in the side of the head with a lightning bolt

The dragon roared in pain before it turned its head towards Lysander.

Risika rolled under its neck before she stabbed it there. The dragon then crumpled dead to the ground, blood had splattered on Risika's face before she wiped it off and glanced towards Lysander. "I didn't need your help." she muttered, sounding a bit annoyed.

Saphira fearfully hid behind Lysander. She didn't like this stranger.

"Well it's the thought that counts" Lysander said with a frown

Risika brushed her armor off from the dust from the ground. "So, I assume introductions are in order?" she asked him, giving him a curt bow. "I'm Risika." she said, smiling.

Saphira gulped nervously and glanced towards Rinn, shrugging.

"Lysander" Lysander bowed back "and this is saphira" he motioned to her "Who are you?"

Risika chuckled. "Risika." she answered, repeating her name again.

Saphira looked at him. "Can we trust her?" she asked Lysander.

lysander looks at saphira wondering how he should know that "I mean in terms of who you are, and not what's your name"

Risika sighed deeply. "Why should I tell? You wouldn't believe me even if I did." she said, wiping the blood from her sword.

Saphira's ears went back and her eyes narrowed.

Rinn hesitated a moment longer, before putting her bow away. It didn't seem like this woman posed a threat. At least, no more so than the other two, whom she didn't know at all. She was still blown away at the fact there was a bloody dragon lying dead in front of them.

(Dragon born very visibly absorb the souls of dead dragons)

(I know that, I didn't think you'd want that to happen)

Risika had absorbed the dragon's soul, so only bones were left. "I'm the Dragonborn, as you can see." she tells Lysander.

Saphira backs away from her.

"A dragon born? like mighty talos?" Lysander asked curiously

Risika grew confused.