#insilwyn

Rumours have been made about me at the college, and the scholars are making sure they talk about it, as I can't find much written evidence. It's really frustrating, and its of particular concern of a middle-aged bosmer named Insilwyn. She's rarely at the college, but when she is here, she likes to socialise, weirdly. 

Anyway, Insilwyn is always asking me if I'm "okay" and has a habit of escorting me around the apprentice halls. I know my way around by now! 

I wonder if its about my interest in forbidden magic. I haven't actually attempted any yet, so I don't know why its anybody's business. 

If you snuck in my room I would:

[x] Go back to sleep[] Kick you out[] Have rough sex with you[x] Cuddle with you[] Be like wtf?[x] Let you sleepover [] Beat your ass

If you kissed me I would:

[] Kiss you back[x] Smile & laugh[]Push you away[] Be shocked[] Slap you

You are:

[] Cute[] Adorable[] Pretty[x] Beautiful[] Okay[] Sexy[] Hotass Motherfucker[]askjdgfjIf[] Ew

If you asked me out I would say:

[x]No[]Yes[]HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, YES

Can we cuddle?

[]No thank you[x]Yes please

Sex?

Do they like to travel? How do they pack and prepare?

[She likes visiting new places, and it often happens without planning. She needs to have her two swords and her journal with her, but the rest is not important.]

What are they like when they get sick? Do they have a particular system (ears, lungs, etc) that illness gravitates to?

[Sometimes she has problems with her lungs, as as she was growing up with Red Mountain erupting and making the thick air all around Morrowind, which was rather provoking for a respiratory system]

How much do they eat, and how often? Do they drink appetite suppressants (tea, coffee, etc)?

((I was pronouncing it EE-ANTH-UH :S))

Dhuanare smiled as he looked in on his wife and child asleep in the master bed. He did not want to disturb them, they looked so peaceful like that. He began to turn around and walk away but then he heard his daughter cry. Dhuanare quietly walked across the room and scooped up his daughter and sat down next his wife on the bed. 

"Oh my little Belwyn, Have I ever told how wonderous your mother is?" He cooed as he gentle held Belwyn in his arms, her crying settling down as if she was listening. "She fought long and hard to here this day. She has suffered many things. Oh my love Bianca is wonderous. You would not be here if not for her." He rambled on for another hour before he and the child were out cold. A smile on his face.

Enol was starting to enjoy the times he got to visit Whiterun. The long patrol from Solitude was something that he wasn't particularly fond of, but getting to Whiterun made it better. The city was full of friendly people, and there were no Thalmor, thieves guild, or extremely corrupt Jarls to deal with here.