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Elennia was out buying herself supper, using a chair for support to shift weight away from her bad leg. She didn’t notice that the person bringing the crutch was finally here. -Elennia
Tahle saw Elennia with her propped up leg. Be nice, she thought, not an enemy yet. Might never be an enemy. Old fears and paranoia were setting in. Tahle kept reminding herself that Elennia was only a child…young adult.
“It would be easier to keep it propped up using this.” She held the crutch out in front of Elennia with the best faked smile she could muster.
Elennia paused and looked over, almost relieved at the sight of the crutch. “Oh thank you so much.” She spoke, taking the crutch and putting it to use. She felt relief having this thing, no longer as burdened trying to avoid putting weight on her injured leg.
Tahle’s stomach started to protest the fact that she had ignored it for several hours. “Do you mind if I join you? I realize that I need to eat as well.” She scratched the sides of her hair nervously.
Elennia was out buying herself supper, using a chair for support to shift weight away from her bad leg. She didn’t notice that the person bringing the crutch was finally here. -Elennia
Tahle saw Elennia with her propped up leg. Be nice, she thought, not an enemy yet. Might never be an enemy. Old fears and paranoia were setting in. Tahle kept reminding herself that Elennia was only a child…young adult.
“It would be easier to keep it propped up using this.” She held the crutch out in front of Elennia with the best faked smile she could muster.
((Tahle will now be gifed by River Song Donna. This should be fun.
Heimskr began his usual bellow, discrediting those that did nor worship Talos. He began gesturing at her saying that the likes of her were the cause of the hardships the people of Skyrim. She grew bored of the lunatics rantings. She had honestly hoped that he had some new material. She began her short trek to the Khajiit caravans when she noticed someone limping painfully out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head to see that it was the girl she briefly spoke to before.
Oh, what was her name…Elennia! She runs over to help the girl, the raving lunatic far from her mind. (post 1) (post 2) (post 3). After she made sure Elennia was situated at the Mare, she began to walk towards the Khajiit caravan to grab her hammer, some nails, and scrap leather. She was angry that the girl’s guardians weren’t around to help or to aid the poor girl. She would give them a piece of her mind as soon as she found them.
She quickly reached the Khajiit caravan, nodded to her gracious hosts. The Khajiit of this caravan were long time friends and she could trust them with her basic smithing supplies and Vanwa. The children loved to come and pet Vanwa and loved the old stories Tahle would tell of her travels. The older Khajiit knew that they could trust Tahle and Tahle always brought them good business. She then walked to the where Vanwa was stabled by her tent. She grabbed a handful of oats and and gave them to the horse. Tahle pet the horse on her muzzle, whispering promises of long trails and home. She went into her tent where Vanwa’s tack was kept.
Meet Vanwa, Tahle’s beloved horse!
When out doing missions or other night or sneak related missions, Tahle coats the white parts in mud or ash to make them appear darker.
The name Vanwa holds a very deep meaning to Tahle. It has a very simple meaning to everyone else, “Lost”. It reminds her of the life she has lost, the friends who are gone, and the irking hidden memory that is always lost when she wakes up. Even with all the sad memories, Vanwa’s name reminds her that she must trudge forward, still carrying all of the burdens put forth on her.
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