Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141115154304/@comment-5583506-20141115235030

"Where did you come from?" asked Aldoran. "I mean originally?"

"Maiden's Rest", replied Myling.

"Never heard of."

You never will either, she thought.

"How old are you?"

Shit...

"From what I have seen, I am guessing that you are... like what? Around my age perhaps?"

She turned to him and smiled underneath her scarf. "That's right", she lied. "I am... uhm, nineteen."

"You don't sound so sure. Have you counted?"

''I stopped counting in the same moment my heart stopped pounding. ''"Yes. Now let's just get to Riften, shall we?"

He smirked. "You seem to be uncomfortable with questions? Is that true?"

"You catch on pretty quick, don't you?"

"Alright, if you don't want to make any confessions from being asked. Can you at least tell me something about yourself that you are willing to share? Please? Because I really want to know."

She took a deep breath and turned right at a crossroad, following the path that lead to Riften. "Alright. My name is Myling Frost-Song. I am nineteen years old." More close to over 500 years... "I was born in Maiden's Rest..." ''Died there as well... ''"I have been travelling all over Skyrim..." ''On the run from another supernatural being... ''"I am Riamide's apprentice..." ''More like a personal interest for Meridia. ''"And I feel really uncomfortable around questions."

He held his hands up in a defensive position. "Sorry. As I said, if you don't want to talk it's fine."

"It's not that I don't want to, because I normally enjoy talking... but not when..."

"When it's with me?"

She sighed. "That's not what I meant. You are just being silly now. I want to tell about myself, I really do, but I don't know what I can tell you about myself that will make you... understand... Understand the situation I am in..."

He raised an eyebrow and observed her under caution. "Situation? What kind of situation?" He took a step back. "Is that old woman mistreating you or something like that? Don't tell me that you are a slave and that she will punish you if you talk? I have read about things like that... It's..."

He didn't have time to finish before he was interrupted by her muffled giggling through the scarf. "Stop it! You are going to make me wet myself!" she laughed. "No. Riamide is perhaps not the best mentor you could ask for, but she is definitely not an abusive person."

He shared a confused smile. "Then why is it so difficult for you to tell me about yourself."

She smiled back and continued on the road. "Maybe because I have such a soft heart that I spare other people from a tale of sadness and misery..."