Skyrim mini rp

Saphira opened her eyes again, they appeared watery almost. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to have someone with me." she muttered, smiling towards him.

(I made Nadia's death topic, btw )

(Ok)

Lysander smiles" how about some cheese? "

Saphira thought about the offer for a second before she nodded. "Sure, but I'll only take a little." she answered him.

Lysander cuts her a slice of cheese

(Time skip to them leaving? )

(Sure)

The next morning Lysander waits outside for her with his staff and a small bag over his shoulder

Saphira quickly ran over to him, a dagger (like one in the picture in her form) in her one hand. She stopped as she reached him. "Ready?" she asked him. She held a medium sized bag in her other hand.

"I thought you were a trader?" he asks observing her having only one bag

Saphira rolled her eyes. "I'm also a seller. I only keep what I'm willing to carry, and I've already traded in most of my stuff for profit and other things." she explained to him, raising a brow.

"Where do you get your stock from if you sell out at every town?" Lysander asks setting off down the road

Saphira sighed deeply. "Can't the questions wait?" she asked him gently, not intending on ignoring his very good questions, but she was starting to get slightly annoyed by them.

"Sure why not?" He responds in the form of a question as a last jab as he walks down the road

Sabrina glared at him as he said his last jab. She looked away from him, ears slightly back in annoyance. "I hope the civilians there will see us as friendly individuals and not suspicious outcasts." she muttered softly.

"They likely will, i'm a nord" Lysander replies

Saphira sighed deeply. "And how would they treat a Khajiit?" she asked him, bright green eyes flickering with worry.

"Probably not well" Lysander replies honestly

Saphira stopped in her tracks, not that his honest words had upset her enough to make her cease in her walking, but she spotted something up ahead. "Lysander......who is that?" she asked, pointing towards the male figure leaning against the next tree they'd have to pass on this road. (It's Malbruk, btw )

Malbruk seemed to not hear or see them yet, he just stood there, exploring the world of his day-dream.

"I don't know, i'm a mage not a psychic" Lysander says walking over to the man

Saphira cautiously followed him, curious why the man hadn't noticed them yet. "Is he hallucinating, blind and deaf, or is something wrong with him?" she asked him, waving her one hand in front of his face, he didn't even blink.

Lysander gave him a quick zap with electric magic trying to snap him out of it

At the quick voltage running through his body, Malbruk snapped awake, grunting loudly in pain. "Goodness!" he exclaimed in surprise and shock before he jumped back away from them, nearly falling over his own boots and falling on his rump. He blinked twice before he narrowed his eyes. "First impressions are the best way to introduce yourselves, ya know?! Plus it's less painful." he complained, clenching both fists.

Saphira snickered softly. "You looked like you were staring at a whole other dimension!" she protested enthusiastically.

"Thought you might have been under some sort of spell" Lysander says with a casual shrug

Malbruk lifted a handsome brow at him. "And which spell would make me day-dream?" he asked him sarcastically.

Saphira yawned widely. This is getting boring, she thought to herself.

"What spell would make you not realize your standing in a giants camp?" Lysander retorts as thunderous footsteps approach

Malbruk chuckled in response. "No, but luckily you're not the only mage here." he explained, turning towards the direction the thunderous footsteps are coming from.

Saphira backed up a bit, eyes widening.