@mALX: Those helmets are so cool! You know exactly what you are up against when you see one of those, and you better be ready too. I'd like to get one for Kharjo, but I'd first have to get a mod to remove the unequipable flag on them. Thanks mALX!
@liliandra nadiar: Thanks, I think the reason why I didn't put it up the earlier was because it made Aravi look like an assassin or something.
lol. Aravi had the conversation about bandits, gambling, and alcohol with him after the necklace.
@Grits: I agree with you. The harsh atmosphere makes the colorful moments more special in my opinion.
Even when I'm expecting those coffins to pop open, I still get that
oh crap feeling when they do. Thanks grits!
@Acadian: I really like that screen shot too. Aravi looks great in it. Thanks Acadian!
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Aravi aims carefully with her bow. They had wandered into a sabre cat’s territory while crossing the plains to the west of Whiterun. The brown colored predator was difficult to spot before getting too close, or else she would have gone around it. Now she had to deal with it before it took offense to her and Kharjo’s presence.
Her new bow took more strength to pull than her last one did. The arrow will go farther with a flatter trajectory. With that in mind she lowers her aim a bit and releases. The arrow whizzes over the animal and bounces off of a rock. Then the sabre cat whirls around and charges her and Kharjo.
Aravi stands up and draws another arrow from her quiver.
This is taking too long! The charging animal is almost upon them. With a crack of thunder, a sizzling bolt of blue lightning lashes out at the sabre cat followed by a ball of fire.
“What in Oblivion was that!?”
She looks back at Kharjo. “Your tail is fuzzed.” Kharjo says with a laugh in his voice.
“I know.” She would have been blushing if her fur didn’t cover it up. “I didn’t even know you knew how to use those” Aravi continued.
“I learned when I was a kitten. I wasn’t supposed to have it either; the mage was none too pleased when he learned I drained his staff playing with it.”
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As Aravi and Kharjo continued traveling, Kharjo proved to be very handy with the staffs.Once they reached their destination, they could hear another dragon nearby.
“What do you see?” Kharjo asks.
“A frost dragon. What do you want to do?”
Brandishing his staffs, Kharjo says “Let’s kill it.”
A crack of thunder and a bolt of lightning lances out and burns a hole in the dragon’s wing.
The fight is on!This post has been edited by King Coin: Dec 15 2011, 05:09 PM