QUOTE(Grits @ May 15 2014, 02:44 PM)

It’s fun to check hours slept and ingredients eaten against game hours.
Yeah it is. I'm rather obsessed with little stats like this (can't ya tell? lol). The thing I like about my elf is she's constantly eating, and is not afraid to eat something raw. She'll pick up mushrooms, monkshood, St. John's wort nectar, lavender, etc. She just eats this stuff raw, making all her hirelings cringe! :yuck:
-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@-@ 6:59 am, Morning Star 14, 4th Era 5"You really enjoy this whole hero thing, don't you? Everybody fawning all over you? I'm not like that"
.. says Urnsi Serethi, one of two Dunmer sisters who dwells within the Aleswell Inn. Urnsi had been hearing from several travelers (who had stopped by the Aleswell for a night or two) about the blonde Bosmer elf, who had been dungeoneering around Cyrodiil successfully for months now. And apparently, this Bosmer had been in Cyrodiil before, way back in the 3rd Era, which means she
must have heard about the dreadful situation with Ancotar, the wizard who had almost ruined their lives with his incessant invisibility spell.
Where were you then, Bosmer, when we were suffering in the dark? .. Customers and travellers had eschewed the Aleswell for months during the period when the entire hamlet of Aleswell had been affected by Ancotar's incompetence.
Where were you? Urnsi thinks, glaring at the Bosmer named "Raga" or whatever her damn name is....
Where were you as we were treated like horried haunts? .. And even now, people still avoid the Aleswell! ... While you strut in here with your gold and your fancy armor. Phsst! "I am feeling not one ounce of compunction towards your past situation, Dunmer. Be it known that had I intuited or had taken orations of the fact, I might have indeed made my way here to Aleswell, and assisted in any such way as I might have seen fit. But as of now, today, and in this fourth era, I have little compunction, as stated."
Lady Saga is surprised by her own tongue-lashing of the Dark Elf before her, but cannot help herself. The Dunmer's words hurt in such a way that she feels it necessary to speak her mind, in this case. She cannot be everywhere at once, after all.
But the situation with this Dunmer and her sister have made Aerin from Valenwood uncomfortable. She leaves her squire's hand (Modryn Oreyn, a fellow Dunmer) to stay the night inside the Aleswell, while she goes outside to structure her tent.