Nothing personal. :)

Estormo still smiled, honest. He had nothing to hide, really. Half of Nirn thought him a hero, the other half wanted him dead. And after losing the Falkreath Sanctuary, he didn't really care what happened now. "Yes." A spark in his eyes. "Are you surprised?"

Oh, she noticed. He grinned, wide now. "Yes, Shout. Thu'um." Estormo looked at his hands tied together. "Do you know what it is?"

Oh please. You are horrid at hiding that smile. What is your name, by the way? I’m fine with calling you handsome, just you know for convenience.

“Estormo”, he grumbled with a cocked brow, walking behind her, shamelessly checking her out. “Hm, not bad. I should’ve let you lead earlier.”

Tyyne. Pleasure to meet you. I apologise, that it had to be in such circumstances. - Her lips turned into a knowing grin. - If you want to stare at my behind, you only need tó ask.

How much would you like you ego to be tended to? I do not talk with any in such a manner, no. You, well your pretty face however deserves it.

Estormo tried hard not to smirk to himself. "Good. I could use some boost. The last girl I liked turned out to be a bandit." He pursed his lips dramatically. "I had to Shout her pretty hair off. Of a cliff. What a cliffhanger."

Your muse just walked in on mine holding a newborn baby. How does yours react?

(Off to watch GoT, don’t talk to me.)

(Fucking Hell.)

(Imagine though a Dragonborn accidentally showing up in Westeros. (S)he'd totally murder everyone, living, dragons, dead. Especially if (s)he had Dawnbreaker, Auriel's bow and Dragonbane.)

(Off to watch GoT, don’t talk to me.)

(Fucking Hell.)

closed- The eyes inside.

As he walked down the cold corridors, he adjusted his Thalmor gauntlets. He wasn't really one for field work, he liked to wander around in Skyrim, looking for magical artifacts. Staying here also got on his nerves. The Thalmor Embassy was colder than most places. The mer residing here lacked warmth, of all kind. He opened the door without knocking, amber eyes looking at Elenwen and her... guest. He bowed his head to them. "Elenwen, Katherine." He said quietly. Elenwen narrowed her eyes at him just slightly. "I believe we're all set." "Why don't you introduce yourself?" The ambassador asked and Estormo flashed a rather angry looking smirk. "You already did." Shooting a glance at Katherine, he turned and started to walk away. "Let's not waste any more time." He wanted out of here as soon as possible. This place reminded him too much of Northwatch Keep and it got on his nerves.

Oh please. You are horrid at hiding that smile. What is your name, by the way? I’m fine with calling you handsome, just you know for convenience.

“Estormo”, he grumbled with a cocked brow, walking behind her, shamelessly checking her out. “Hm, not bad. I should’ve let you lead earlier.”

Tyyne. Pleasure to meet you. I apologise, that it had to be in such circumstances. - Her lips turned into a knowing grin. - If you want to stare at my behind, you only need tó ask.