Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160602184114/@comment-5583506-20160605213526

Anhjari entered her mother's room, finding the elderly Khajiit sitting in an armchair and reading a book about the folklore of Morrowind.

"Mom? Could you... look after Astari while Astien and I are at work?"

Amshira turned around with a smile upon seeing her daughter and her grandchild. Though her face was still badly burnt on one side since the fire years ago, she still had features that rendered it impossible for anyone not to smile back at her.

"Of course, sweetness", said the old woman and gently took the baby in her arms. "Ah, look at her. She is adorable, no? Like the living image of her mother at the same age."

Astari immediately began to  curiously  grab her grandmother's whiskers as well.

"Feisty one", chuckled Amshira. "Astien can consider himself lucky. She turned to her son-in-law. "And you take care of this one's daughter, yes? Your profession is a dangerous one. Make sure to my Anhjari safe at all times."