by Tsai » Tue Jun 03, 2014 8:37 am
Lydia looks at you askance, but steps out, you doubt she'll actually fuck a horse but the intended effect was achieved. You're alone in your home, at least you think you are and Lydia is as quiet as a mouse, and you're thinking things over and how White run has treated you. You've made quite the name for yourself as well as a lot of gold, but maybe it's time to move on to bigger and better, when you think that you heard of a city called Windhelm, you hear its the stronghold pf the stormcloaks, but to you that just means lots of customers for your whorish body.