Snow's Journal (Entry Two)
#3 of Snow's Journal Entries
A little project of mine about a young,male Khajiit (Snow) who begins keeping a journal as he goes through a part of his life as an assassin,meeting the love of his life along the way,and eventually settling down with him. Hope you guys enjoy~ n . n
This part's a bit short,but the next will be longer; I've had my paws full with homeschooling work and taking care of stuff with my mate and family,so I've been strapped for time to write x . x
Anywho,expect the next entry sometime soon~ ^w^
4th Rain's Hand 4E 203
I saw him today; the Khajiit. Light brown fur all over,a long striped tail,a short mane,and those emerald green eyes; there's no mistaking it.
He was buying blacksmithing supplies from Miss Avenicci; lots of pelts and hunks of ore.
Khajiit knows it is not his place to listen to the conversations of others,but he could not help but over-hear that the young Khajiit was out of funds. I stepped in and paid for the rest,managing to hear the young fellows name; Urjora.
Ahhh...the sweet sound of him uttering his own name not only made heart flutter with joy of knowledge,but brought thoughts of happy future and warmth of home.
Khajiit helped him carry the goods back to the small caravan he was traveling with; greeted by familiar friend,Kharjo.
Khajiit spoke with Kharjo and Urjora until nightfall; shared tales of adventure and travel.
Urjora spoke of his work as a "Mage" and an "Enchanter",though he refers to himself as a scholar,studying the art of both magic and the way of smithing.
Urjora was as kind as to demonstrate some of his arcane skill! He made several long strands of lightning appear between his paws; he even gave Khajiit a small ring that he had forged himself!
(Note: I MUST find a way to return something of equal value! A gift from my Love can not go un-returned!)
The caravan offered me a bed roll for the eve,saying that they'd be traveling to Falkreath the day after; perfect opportunity to travel with Urjora.
Khajiit gladly accepted offer; wonders if he will meet his Love after this.
The thought of not being with him saddens Khajiit. No time for sad thoughts! Urjora is about to tell the tale of how he came to this land!
I will write again as soon as chance arises; happy times are to come.