#ramiallerva

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“You seem.... rather lost. What are you doing all the way out here?”

ramiallerva

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‘Cell Phone Headcanons’

Contact Name: Ramia

Contact Picture: Ramia was yet another victim of the ‘takinga picture when the person isn’t looking.’

Contact Ringtone: Safe And Sound by Capital Cities.

Oh, what a little thing!  I swear, the newer generations are smaller than smaller.  I suspect malnutrition is the cause because in my day, we all ate very well and often and look at me, I grew to become as tall as a Nord, at least a Nord that’s not so big as the tallest of them but who is still smaller than the Nords who are small.  Medium-sized.

It is so refreshing to see one in this land dress as those in Morrowind instead of casting it aside to don what the Nords and the Imperials wear.  I understand the necessity of it but still, I grew familiar with those fashions in the too short years I spent in the motherland and it is a sad thing to see people abandon ancestral fashions.  Ah, but so drab!  One can always use some embroidery to liven things up.  Spiders?  Yes, spiders!  The poor dear needs some spiders embroidered on that top right this instant and all will be well.

✿ Appearance

“I think she’s pretty. She is.

“I haven’t told her this, but I like the outfits she wears.They aren’t flashy. They’re simple and plain, practical, and they work well forher.”

☼Personality

✿ Thoughts on Ramia’s Appearance- 

Oh, no, we’ve met, haven’t we? Surely. In Markarth, I think, and she asked me about summoning spells, I do remember. She doesn’t quite look like she’s...all mage, though, or at least if she’s a scholar she gets a good deal more running around in than most of them I’ve ever met. She had decent enough manners in Markarth, I suppose, but terribly curious, and she looks it. Big eyes, not much else to her face but that.

I have no idea if she’s Skyrim-born or not, I’m really, really terrible with Dunmeri...anything.