Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)
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				Title: <strong>Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>21-11-2013, 17:08:05</strong>
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				Kalli Ta'Orah walked along the road toward Riften, the moon amulet tucked into the bag over her shoulder. She was by herself these days, and it made her lonely, but it was what it was. She had come to Skyrim nearly three long weeks ago. It felt like so much longer, with everything that had been happening. Unlike most of her Khajiit brethren, she had not come with a trading caravan, but rather had come on her own. Kalli was a well respected scholar back home, known throughout southern Elsweyr as an alchemist and enchantress of renown. She had heard tales of Skyrim's unique flora, and she planned to do a year of research in the cold snowy land, to discover alchemical secrets and cross cross the province, write about her discoveries and publish them for the university back in Torval. <br><br>How could she have known that she would be arrested at the border like a common thug? Sure, she knew how to handle herself, it was a necessity when she was out in the wilds alone gathering ingredients for her work, but she can come to Skyrim as a scholar, not a thief. Here she was treated as a criminal simply by her race alone- though her rather complicated status as dragonborn seemed to get her into the cities when her kin were not allowed. At least most of the time. She'd had to talk her way in, and bribe a few guards, to get through some of the gates. <br>She hated it, and she was considering traveling to Winterhold in search of like minded scholars who knew the value of her work, and wouldn't judge her based solely on her appearance.<br><br>She shouldn't have come, in hindsight, this trip was a terrible idea. She knew that there was a civil war, but she really didn't much care. Men who thought they could fight wars made her roll her eyes. Back home in the desert, it was the Clan Mothers who planned and strategized war. Men could fight, but they could not make war, the two were very different things. She found these humans to be like rowdy children, fussing and making war rather than responsibly settling their problems. Elweyr's government was far more stable, she supposed, simply because they never had the burden of a new King. Their Mane was simply born again, over and over, a constant and everlasting figure of peace.. <br><br>She spotted the caravan camped by Riften's stables, lifting her hand up to shield her eyes from the sun. They were sensitive to light, and when the sun shone off of the snow in this cold land, it could make it quite difficult to see. <br>She approached, Kalli's tabby colored fur and tiger like stripes mostly hidden by her armor. Her nose was scarred from another Khajiit, a fight back home when she had been just a kitten, really. The lady stepped up to Kharjo, finding him near the back of the camp, next to a woman cooking a stew. A sly smile on her face. "I believe that you are missing something important." She spoke in Ta'agra, no need to use the Nord language among her fellows, after all. She reached back into her back and produced the shining silver amulet.<br><br>She had taken on the bandits alone to get it, had traveled many miles. They barely knew one another, but she knew a good man when she saw him, and... well doing something for one of her fellows meant something to her. She normally didn't get involved in the needs of others, but it sickened her to see how her fellow Khajiit were treated. The humans looked down on them, simply because they were furred, judged their intelligence and their intentions. She had already seen so many young men and women forced into thievery by the very accusations of such. Mistrust bred desperation after all.<br><br>She handed the amulet over to him, meeting his eyes and expecting her reward. He might offer her gold, but truly, she was after something more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnightNelson20</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 16:43:11</strong>
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				Kharjo stood staring out into the forest around Riften. The Autumnal Forest was one of Kharjo's favorite places to look at on the trade route his caravan followed. It wasn't the best work but for a Khajiit in Skyrim there was not much you could do legally. His right paw rested over the hilt of his blade that hung from his side as he thought back to his homeland. How he missed being treated as equal with his people. A short sigh escaped his lips, but a vision in the back of his mind quickly invaded his thoughts.<br><br>"Kalli was it...?" Kharjo spoke softly to himself as he thought of her. A khajiit like himself. Who went off to find his mothers amulet despite their brief meeting. Would she really return with the Moon Amulet...? He couldn't help but beat himself up on the inside for losing it at all. The bandits were unexpected as always but to lose something so dear. All he could do was reminisce and think of his mother. And...<br><br>Kharjo looked up as he heard the sound of his native tongue ring in his ears. Looking up to the sly smile of the tabby and the shine of the amulet. "There it is! Ah.... home...." He spoke up quickly reaching forward and taking the amulet in his paw. Memories of his mother rushing happily through his head as he closed his eyes to welcome its return. "You have my gratitude Kalli. If you ever need the skills of a Khajiit warrior by your side, I would be honored to Travel with you. Until then, here. This is for you, in thanks." Kharjo opened his eyes smiling gently as he secured the amulet to his person being sure it would not fall from him again. Once it was secure he reached around to a pouch tied to his belt. It was the gold he had been collecting and saving during his travels. It meant nothing compared to having the amulet back. "Please take this gold. Besides myself I have nothing more I can offer." The lady cooking next to him stood looking between the two of them before walking away into a tent and leaving them alone around the pot. <br><br>Kharjo's eyes traveled Kalli's form. Taking in the essence of yet another person he has become indebted to. He wondered for a moment if he would ever be free of his debts. First to Ahkari and now to Kalli. The truth was he was saving the gold to buy his freedom from Ahkari. But it was worth having his mothers amulet back. Still the pain of knowing he will be stuck in Ahkari's employment longer couldn't hide in his eyes. "I am truly thankful. May your road lead you to warm sands." Kharjo says trying to send Kalli off before Ahkari could come try to swindle her gold from her. Not that her goods were not of good quality, but her nature was not. And despite trying to avoid her Ahkari emerged from the tent and made her way over to the two. Kharjo's tail flipped back and forth a few times in anticipation of the next coming words. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 17:29:17</strong>
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				Kalli smiled at him slyly as he spoke, her orange eyes appraising him. She found herself quite fond of his voice, and the emotion it held when he took the amulet. "I miss Elsweyr just as badly," She told him as she watched him fasten it around his neck. <br>"This land is cold and hostile. And it hold no love for the Khajiit."<br><br>Ahkari approached. "What is this, Kharjo?" She asked as she approached. The sight of the amulet took her by surprise. "You went up against all those bandits by yourself?" She asked, looking over Kalli. She was a small framed Cathay, didn't look particularly powerful. <br>Kalli looked over at her, "I did." She said. "I am stronger than I look." <br>When he offered his gold, she raised her hand. "I do not want your money." She said, her eyes sliding over him with a calculation in mind. <br><br>"I could use a mate to accompany me in my travels." She told him matter of factly. Marriage for them was rarely a matter of love, though in the ideal marriage, good feelings would grow. <br>"Kharjo still has a debt to pay," The other woman said. Kalli turned to her, and stared her down, "You would keep him from me?" The Dragonborn said. <br><br>"He still owes me a great sum." Ahkari explained. <br>Kalli reached down and drew out her coinpurse, prepared to pay off that debt. She was drawn to Kharjo, his amulet and reaction to it, had touched her heart, though she hardly knew him well enough to love him, of course. <br>Ahkari named the price, and it was not a low one. Indeed it would take up almost all the gold that Kalli had on hand, but still, she opened her heavy purse and began to count it out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnightNelson20</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 18:37:00</strong>
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				Kharjo watched the exchange between Ahkari and Kalli silently. He still could not believe that she freed him from his debt so quickly. A burden lifted slightly from his chest as he watched her count out the price Ahkari placed on his life. But who was he now..Free to be his own isn't something Kharjo was. He was a protector. Maybe he was meant to be at someones side till the end of his days. Kalli was willing to give up so much to free him, not mentioning the amulet. Maybe Kalli was someone Kharjo could be happy serving by.<br><br>"A mate.." The words a whisper on his lips as he watched Kalli hand over the last of the payment. Ahkari happily recounting as she grinned on her way back to the tent. Kalli was seeking a mate for her travels. Did she mean mate in the extent he s thinking or merely a traveling companion for her time in the cold land. He wasn't sure, and in the moment either course seems fine to him. <br><br>"You will take us somewhere warm I trust!?" Kharjo states smiling as he stepped forward to her. He had offered his services to her already, and after her second show of heart how could he take that back. "Regardless of where you go, I'll follow in your footsteps." Kharjo thought of how she returned the amulet for bandits and stared down Ahkari. Her strength though unseen on the surface, clearly shined to his warrior heart. But in Skyrim few Khajiit made it honestly. The amount of money she had left him curious but he wanted to believe in her. More so as she gave up almost all of it for him. He tried to hold on to the feeling. Deep down his body mocked him. Moving from one owner to another like an unwanted pet. But as he looked upon Kalli he hoped that it was not so. Once again he reached for his money pouch and presented it. "Here. It is only a start but I wouldn't feel right knowing you paid so much for my freedom." Kharjo smiles bowing slightly as he holds up the pouch. "Im at your service, lead on my friend."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>22-11-2013, 18:47:34</strong>
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				Kalli studied him as he approached, smiling in return. His insistence that she take the gold was endearing, but she already had her prize. Still, she would take it, and perhaps use it to buy something he needed. "Come, the day is young and we have much traveling to do," She let him gather his pack, before leading him away from the caravan. <br><br>"How did you end up in Skyrim?" She asked him as they started down the road. They knew so little about one another, and though she had appraised him as a good mate, they still had much getting to know one another to do. <br>"It is a cold land for people like us," She said. She did indeed with friendship, but also something more physical. She just wanted to feel less alone in this land. <br><br>She paused to stoop down and pick some flowers along the road, tucking the blooms into the satchel on her belt carefully. She carried weapons besides the dagger that she used to cleanly cut the flowers, and she was adorned in leather armor, clearly desiring some protection. It was no wonder, Skyrim was a harsh land filled with many dangers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnightNelson20</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 18:52:48</strong>
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				Kharjo followed Kalli happily a step behind her just off to the left. He took note of her essence as she walked. With purpose, but not rushed. Her eyes always about her. By the way she cut the flowers and tucked them away she must be an alchemist, as well as skilled with a blade. Her armor shows she's not afraid of a fight. Yet her voice speaks that of a soul longing peace. Kharjo had been a protector of many through the years but Kalli. Kalli was interesting.<br><br>"I fell into debt back in Elsweyr with Ahkari. I enjoy the drink from time to time but not wise to gamble as well." Kharjo looked into the distances as wolves chased a deer about. "She came so i followed." He turned his head back to Kalli seeing her eyes reflecting off the steel of her blade as she tucked things away, smiling in turn. "But I can't say I'm sorry it happened." He blinked briefly and returned his sight forward his right hand resting on the hilt of his blade. "So where are we headed? Or am I on the need to know basis? I'm used to either or." He turned back to her extending his hand to help her to her feet.<br><em><br><strong>Kharjo's Head</strong><br>It's been a long time since we've served someone we....care about. <br>Care about? That's illogical we just met.<br>But there is something about her.<br>She's interesting that's all. You'll follow her and she'll turn out just like the other ones.<br>She's different. Just look in...</em><br><br>"Her eyes." The last part of his mental rant coming out more verbally than the rest as he looked into her eyes only to see the approaching bandits reflected in them. "Damn." He stated quickly turning and drawing his Imperial blade. "You think they are our mutual "friends" from before?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>23-11-2013, 19:03:30</strong>
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				"I travel Skyrim to study plants." She said, "But my life has taken a turn against my will. It is... difficult to explain." <br>She slipped her clawed hand into his, getting to her feet, and spotted the bandits over his shoulder before he even spoke. She heard his words, but they didn't really matter to her any. There was a fight to be had. <br><br>So it seemed that maybe Kharjo would get to witness precisely how her life had changed. "It is possible," She said, reaching into her pack and pulling out a little bottle. She poured the dose of poison over her blade quickly. <br>"Or perhaps they are a new group. Times are hard in Skyrim. Many turn to thievery. Do not cross in front of me in battle, if you can avoid it," She advised him. <br><br>He would get to see soon enough why. The bandits rushed toward them, weapons raised. There were a few of them, and she shouldered in front of her companion to make sure he would be out of the line of her fire. Opening her mouth, she let out a bellowing sound that came from some deep presence within her. The Shout blasted most of their visitors onto their asses, though a few of the sturdier ones managed to stay on their feet, those that weren't hit with the full power of her voice.
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				Post by: <strong>KnightNelson20</strong> on <strong>25-11-2013, 23:15:25</strong>
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				As Kalli's voice boomed over the field knocking some bandits to the ground Kharjo's jaw slightly dropped. <em>A dragon shout.</em> He had heard it once before when Kharjo was sent to deliver a package to High Hrothgar. She wasn't a Greybeard of that he was sure. <em>She must be...</em><br><br>He quickly rushed towards the first bandit that managed to withstand her shout. The bandit stopped and lifted his two handed axe preparing to meet Kharjo's charge but proving to slow as he side stepped his swing and turned to decapitate him with one swing. He looked back at Kalli and shrugged deciding he would let the others come to them as he spoke. "I think I can handle myself just as well as you do. Dragonborn." &nbsp;He didn't know yet if her being a dragonborn meant good things about his future with her or not. But for now he was&nbsp; by her side. "Allow me to finish. It is what I do." He smiled and his tail flickered over once as he turned back. "And I do enjoy a good fight." Two more bandits reached him as the others still continued trying to get to their feet, unsure whether to be afraid or to continue trying to overwhelm them with numbers. <br><br>Kharjo blocked the incoming swing of one bandit with his sword and stepped back to avoid the other. Quickly lashing out with his free claws gashing the bandits arm causing him to bleed quickly and his scream of pain to echo out. The bandits cursed the khajiit under his breath. Kharjo was skilled with a shield and carried that with him as well but he much rather enjoyed using his claws with his sword. He has even fought evenly with duel wielders. And now that Kalli had shown her skills some. He wanted to do the same. He parried a few more attacks before quickly finishing off the two and meeting the arrival of another while three decided to take out bows and try to keep distance. While Kharjo continued to fight a arrow flew by grazing his shoulder. He growled lowly and killed the bandit infront of him to see the archers in the background winding another arrow and seeing Kalli as the target. His hand reaching around to his back and taking his shield into hand he rushed to block it and glanced back towards her with a reassuring smile that protecting her was what he would do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>25-11-2013, 23:29:20</strong>
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				She gave him a smile and said, "I would hate for you to be caught in the path of my voice." She wasn't worried about him being unable to hold his own, only about hurting him accidentally. <br>She cut down any man who got close to her, but once there were only a few of them left, she allowed him to take over the fight, kneeling down to collect more ingredients. He did seem to be enjoying the fight. <br>The bandits called both of them nasty names, and fought to kill, but they really weren't any match for a trained fighter, and Kalli was better at handling herself than one might have expected, especially with her voice to assist her.<br><br>She was a mage of some small talent, as well, and she kept one eye on him, prepared to revive him with a healing spell, if he needed it. <br>Kalli had learned the healing arts in order to take care of herself when she was traveling alone, though she didn't think of herself as mage, per se. She was knowledgeable about magic as an alchemist and an enchanter, though.<br>Unleashing her voice again, she knocked over and killed the last of the bandits with nothing but her words. <br>Once he had fallen, she began to search their bodies for anything of value. Most of them had a little gold, at least. <br><br>"So you have heard the legend of the dragonborn," She said, once things had settled down. <br>"I did not know of it before I came here. I was at Helgen when the dragon attacked." She explained to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KnightNelson20</strong> on <strong>27-11-2013, 16:17:17</strong>
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				Kharjo fitted his sword and shield back where they belonged as he eye'd the area for nice armor or weapons to take for himself. As far as money went he was fine with Kalli having it all. It wasn't like he would be apart from her and he doubted she would allow him to starve. "I've been in Skyrim for awhile now. Ive heard a shout before from a Greybeard of High Hrothgar. They dedicate their lives to the study of dragon tongue. Not to mention all of Skyrim has heard of the dragon attack on Helgen. It's only natural they turn to thought's of the only one's rumored able to kill them." Kharjo leaned down to check a bandits bag glancing over to Kalli as he shuffled through it. "So can you do it? Can you kill dragons and take their essence?" His ears perked up finding a few potions in the pack and taking them happily. He enjoyed being prepared. He stood and walked to Kalli's side once again. "Not that it matters to me. Its just intriguing." <br><br>As a gust of wind blew past Kharjo raised his nose to it closing his eyes briefly. "Smells like a storm is coming. We should find a place to get out of the snow." He looked down at the bandits. "They must have a camp near by. What do you say we go clear it out for ourselves?" He smiled having no doubt the two of them could complete the task. And it would be a good place for them to stay the night while they wait out the storm. His eye's couldn't help but stray over Kalli's body as his mind thought on them spending the night in each others company. Ahkari often came in and used Kharjo for "company". Would his new companion wish the same. He couldn't say he was against it. He found his tail slowly wagging behind him at the thought. Thou he hoped she would assume his lust for battle was the cause, the heat beginning to radiate from him may give his carnal desires away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Indebted to the Dragonborn (DrMurdockKawfi and KnightNelson20)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scaly</strong> on <strong>27-11-2013, 17:19:45</strong>
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				"Yes, I can." Kalli told him as she pocketed the last of the money from the bandits. "I study with the Greybeards sometimes. Khajiit may find themselves in High Hrothgar once more." She lifted her nose to the sky at his words. She could smell the snow and rain as much as he could, and nodded in agreement. <br>At his suggestion, she began to walk off the road, toward the direction the bandits had come from. "No doubt you're right," She told him. Better to find a camp now, even though it wasn't dark yet, than to wander the road in the snow without guarantee of finding another one. <br><br>She glanced back at Kharjo. She found him rather attractive, and her mind visited the same place as his. She had taken him in part for the desire of a husband, someone to dote upon her and follow her. She did not, however, notice him heat up. <br>"What took you to High Hrothgar?" She asked him, lifting her hand to shield her eyes, as the came came into view. It was a simple thing built into a shallow cave. 
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