A strange love, The story about S'iniith and He-Twists-His-Tail Options

[saqin]

This is the story about S'iniith, the khajiit merchant, and He-Twists-His-Tail, the argonian mage. I've had this idea for a while and now I've finally decided to post the first chapter.
If there is anything you wonder about, I've taken the information that isn't in the game from this site:The unofficial elder scrolls pages
And some from this: The Imperial Library

Chapter one

Silverhome on the water was crowded with people, and Gilgondorin was busy serving his customers. The female khajiit threw the dices across the table, and grumbled bitterly when the dices showed number three and one. The man across from her laughed.

“Why this must be my lucky day! I don’t think I’ve ever won this much playing with dices!” He said. She threw a glare at him and got up. The Oblivion crisis had ended, and order had been restored to Tamriel. And since there wasn’t any emperor, the council ruled the land.

“S‘iniith! Come here ma S‘iniith!” The khajiit male, who where quite obviously drunk, held out his arms and tried to wrap them around her as she walked by.

“M’aiq, I’m not interested.” She hissed at him and tried to duck under his arms. He grabbed her around her waist however, and pushed her against him. His breath stank of alcohol.

“M’aiq knows many things! One of the things M’aiq knows is that S’iniith likes M’aiq.” The khajiit answered, trying to kiss her.

“I’m not feeling well M’aiq, and you’re drunk. Come back when you are not and I might consider it.” Actually, she was already considering it, since there had gone months since she spent the night with a male before. She was 28 years old, and already a widow.

Now, she pushed M’aiq away from her and walked out through the door, across the dirty street of Bravil to S’Krivva’s house where she had been staying for a few days. She would leave to Leyawin the next day, the information she brought might just earn her a bed, for not many travelled to Leyawin.

She took out the key that she’d borrowed, and opened the door. S’Krivva greeted her when she hung up the keys and looked around.

“There you are S’iniith, I need help with dinner.” S’Krivva wore her usual clothing, the burgundy linen shirt, the laced leather pants and the doeskin shoes. She held a tallow in her hands, and just seconds ago she’d been cleaning them with it.

“I’ll help S’Krivva. Where is M’ethe?” S’iniith asked and followed her friend into the area where the food was being prepared, on the table there was some venison and potatoes at the moment.

“The boy should be down any moment, he’ve seemed very impatient the last hour.” S’Krivva answered and looked at S’iniith with a smile. Then her face took it’s normal neutral expression and she hesitated a moment before speaking again. “How is it going since Jo’Vaba died?”

“We’re doing fine I guess. At least we aren’t starving yet.” S’iniith sighed and began cutting the potatoes. S’Krivva looked at her for a moment before she began to slice the venison. Then soft paws crossed the floor above them, and soon the same paws descended the stairs. S’iniith smiled when the boy stepped in. He spotted her instantly and leaped up into her arms when she’d put the knife down. She stroke his back affectionatly and he purred.

* * *

The argonian looked up from the book, at the imperial across the street. She had very fancy clothing. Another argonian walked up to him then.

”He-Twists-His-Tail, what are you doing? Not fancying those clothes are ye?” The argonian said, and smiled.

”No Amusei, I was wondering how she looked without them. Could be a very interesting thing to study.” He-Twists-His-Tail smiled and closed the book, before standing up to greet his friend.

”You must be the most strange person I’ve ever met. Fancying imperials, bah! They don’t have the slightest bit of scales.” Amusei jokingly hit his friend on the arm, and then put his arm around him. ”Amusei knows where to find pretty argonian women, not weak skinned humans.”

”I did not say that I fancy her, I said it would be interesting. By the way, I got the answer to my application for the Arcane University earlier.” Twist said, and Amusei turned to him.

”You actually sent it? Oh my, you’re mad. A thieves guild member trying to join the mages! Now I’ve heard it all.” Amusei said, shaking his head and laughing.

”Why I’m not only trying, I’ve been accepted.” Twist spoke again, ignoring how Amusei made fun of him.

”Excuse me friend, but I really can’t believe it. You won’t forget about old friends when you are a respected mage, will you? And when will you leave?”

”In a week Amusei and no, I’ll not forget you.” Twist smiled.

”Why, friend, you must allow us to throw a party for you.” Amusei said, made a jokingly salute, and ran off. Twist smiled and shook his head, then he looked down on the book. ”On the Deadra” was certainly interesting. In fact, his interest in the deadra and aedra was part of what had caused him to apply to the academy in the first place. The other part was his interest in magic and his wish to one day become respected. He didn’t want to live his whole life in a hole like Leyawiin. Maybe one day he could have a house on the Gold Coast, and maybe even a wife. Yes, he’d marry the prettiest Argonian woman that would have him, and they’d live together on the Gold Coast. He smiled where he walked, and turned towards the little shack that he shared with Amusei.

Closing the door behind him, He-Twists-His-Tail, or Twist as most people called him, went up to the little bookshelf in the two room shack. He put the book in, and took Darkest Darkness out. Then he grabbed an apple from the bowl on the table and placed himself on his bed. He thought there was nothing better than a good book, that however, was about to change.

This post has been edited by saqin: Sep 21 2010, 04:01 PM

[saqin]

Finally managed to finish the next chapter, sorry for letting you wait for so long.

Chapter three

“The party is in the three sisters inn. The sisters offered to let us have it there for free, though we'll have to pay for the food.” Twist looked up when Amusei placed himself on his bed and spoke. Though he'd just awoken his gaze was clear, and he nodded slowly.

“There will be a lot of people there since we're also celebrating the end of the oblivion crisis, but the more the better right?” Amusei smiled quite smugly when he stood up again.

Twist got up from his bed and dressed in some wool clothing, then he went to the other room to eat.

“Sorry Twist, I've got to go now. You're not really going to wear that to the party are you?” Amusei smiled, teasing his friend.

“As a matter of fact that's just what I'm going to do. Were you intending to wear anything better?” Twist said while taking some bread.

“I'm going to wear my finest wool shirt.” Amusei laughed. “Well, I couldn't go and fetch something now, could I? That would look suspicious. Twist chuckled when Amusei walked out the door after having finished speaking. He took one of his books with him outside when he'd finished eating, and with it he sat down by one of the ponds in Leyawiin to read.

* * *

He took a deep breath as he stepped out through the door onto the porch of the inn. It wasn't much of a porch, simply the slightly raised sidewalk that followed the houses in Leyawiin.

The evening sky shone brightly with stars and the cold air was humid. Twists breath looked slightly white when he exhaled and he put his arms around himself.

Then he spun around when a noise was heard next to the door. She wore an olive colored shirt and a pair of tan pants where she leaned against the wall, and she was looking right at him.

“Sorry. It was not my intention to startle you.” She said, walking to stand next to him.

“No damage done. S'iinith right?” Twist said, and the khajiit female smiled.

“Yes. If I've understood it correctly, you're one of the reasons to why they're celebrating. But why aren't you inside?” S'iinith asked, gesturing toward the house.

“I just needed some air, and yes, they are celebrating my acceptance to the arcane university. I don't know if it's such a big thing but it's been a while since we had this much to be happy about.” He said, and his eyes did not leave hers for a single moment. They stood silently, merely looking at each other for several minutes.

“I am leaving for the Imperial city tomorrow. I'm going along the east road and... and I wondered if you'd like to travel with me. It's a dangerous road and I can't afford a guard, but I can give you food to eat and a fire to sleep by. I know...” She said, but he interrupted her.

“I would... that would be good. Traveling with someone, I mean.” She smiled when he finished.

“I'll see you tomorrow then.” She turned for the door, but he made a motion to put his hand on her shoulder.

“S'iinith I...” His gaze met the yellow eyes of the young cat in the doorway when he looked around briefly, and he stopped.

“Yes?” She looked back at him.

“Never mind. I'll see you tomorrow.” He said, and with a last smile she went inside. He stood there for a while, but then he returned to the party.