Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151205183208/@comment-24123288-20151205225053

Nissa awoke with a shudder. She lay there as the group discussed their plans.

''Whiterun? Back to that shithole...''

The Dunmer grumbled in her head and drifted back off to sleep. A couple of hours later, after a light snow fall, Nissa awoke again to find herself...alone.

"Are you serious?" She sighed. "They all forgot about me? They all just...up and left me? Adder? Scire?

...Kaz..."

Nissa sighed heavily, and arose, shaking off the last of the snow as she did. She sat up and peered around the hauntingly empty halls of Ragnars abode. She wandered over through the door and sadly looked at the fresh burial mound.

"Musta been someone you cared about, if you did that." She mumbled to herself.

"Oh, Ragnar...Everyone respected you. Why...why'd you have to go be a hero, huh?"

Nissa knelt down and placed her hand atop the mound.

"I know you aren't dead. I know...I know it was just business, but there was something about you I just...admired."

"..."

"No, I don't know what. The way you held yourself, how you could just tell you were a leader, someone worthy of respect, maybe..."

She sighed again and rocked back so she was sat down cross legged in the snow.

"I need advice, Nord. What do I do about Kaz? He's like...my best friend and a lover all wrapped up in one fluffy package."

"..."

"Yeah, he hates me now. Why? Oh, he thinks I love you. He's...pretty misguided, right?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I dunno." Nissa admitted, digging a small line into the dirt with her finger. "I guess he saw how hurt I was by you getting caught. Already, the group is lesser without your guiding presence there, Raggy..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Right, back to Kaz. The proper thing. I mean, I ennjoy his company greatly. He's the closest friend I have ever had. He...he makes me want to give up my like...lifestyle you know?

<p style="font-weight:normal;">But...

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I'm scared, Rags. Is it the right thing to do?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Do what makes me happiest? Well...I have wanted out this life for a while. Maybe...Maybe he can finally be the one to pull me from it?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Yeah, I will think over it for the next couple of days or so! Thanks Ragnar. I'll head off to Whiterun now..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Having had that conversation with herself, Nissa stood up and collected her sword after patting herself down. She walked off, out of the dilapidated halls and out into the Wilderness, not before pausing to glance back for a few seconds.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Come back soon, alright?"