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It was a silent, starry night in the quaint little town of Riverwood as an unusual visitor arrived. The guards gave him a curious glance but then went back to watching out for bandits and hostile wildlife. Derz'k Xeireus was used to the stares, not seeing very many other Argonians out this far north. His blue eyes with vertical-slit pupils darted around, trying to read the signs in the dim torch light. He needed to find an inn to rest at, to keep his mind off of the rather troubling ordeal of almost being beheaded based on a mix-up. Derz'k often had low expectations of the warm-blood races due to their typical mistreatment of Argonians and others but that did hit a new low.

Derz'k found The Sleeping Giant Inn, sighing as he felt relieved. He opened the door, methodically making sure to pull his long, reptilian tail in closer as it shut so it didn't get caught and make him look like a dumb ass. He sat down on a chair at a nearby table, nervously itching one of his four horns. It was an odd quirk about him when he had a lot on his mind but at the same time it did help him to focus. Segrid the barmaid saw the lizard-man enter the inn, particularly drawn to his dark, bluish-grey scale color on his reptilian face and arms which she found to be pretty. Derz'k also found it hard to ignore the barmaid, her great bosom tightly constrained in a simple yet flattering dress with plenty of cleavage and long, beautiful red hair that was braided in an intricate pony tail.

Segrid's gorgeous blue eyes seemed to sparkle as she walked over to the Argonian, something he wasn't used to seeing. With a smile she asked him if he needed anything, occasionally looking down as she saw the subtle movements of him gently swaying his tail. Derz'k might have been just a little allured, not even thinking when he asked for mead and some honey-glazed meats to satisfy his sweet tooth. The tall Nord woman smiled again with a nod and hurried off to get her guest some food. The Argonian successfully cleared his mind of troubling thoughts as he looked at that nice, round backside as she walked away from him. However, he made sure not to stare too long since he definitely didn't want to give off the impression he was an indecent perv.

The Argonian feasted better that night then the long weeks he spent journeying to Skyrim for high adventure. He quickly gobbled down honeyed meats, sweet mead, and some delicious northern fruits. The only thing that was better than the food was the attractive and generous service of Segrid. It seemed that Derz'k went from the worst day of his life to the best night of his life at the flip of a septum. He thanked the Nord lass for being so hospitable and asked for a room to spend the night so he could start his adventures early (so close to the afternoon for him) tomorrow. Segrid looked like she was going to say something but then changed her mind and mentioned that they had one open. The Argonian thanked her again with a smile and went off, having the most wonderful dreams of finding wealth and ancient, forgotten knowledge.

The next morning, however, was not one of his better ones as the older male Nord that owned the Sleeping Giant Inn gave him his bill. The Argonians eyes widen as his toothy jaw dropped, seeing the rather hefty cost for his indulgent night yesterday. It then hit him what he was trying to remember last night before he got distracted. Derz'k didn't have a septum on him after he got freed from the execution attempt at Helgen. This sort of Information of course was delivered gently and carefully to the inn owner, who then carefully and gently pulled out his Nordic Steel War Axe. Segrid intervened before there was too much commotion, whispering something into the old Nord's ear.

Apparently the beautiful barmaid talked the inn keeper into something and in a less-than-pleased grumble. He told the Argonian of an old, family heirloom sword that was lost in their ancestral barrow when bandits took over. Derz'k was to got there, slay the bandits, bring back the sword, and then they could start considering his tab paid. Still having an imperial sword he received from his escaped and knowing how to bend the destructive force of fire to his whim, the Argonian accepted the noble challenge. The barrow was relatively close to the town so he vowed to return in only a few days time. Segrid asked him to be careful and gave him a warm hug and a quick kiss on his cool, scaly cheek. This seemed to agitate the inn keeper as much as it caused Derz'k to feel warm and tingly so he decided to leave before the old Nord decide to chop off his tail anyways.

The cool air might have given Derz'k some chills but the breath taking view of the mountain and green forests were a stark and welcomed contrast to the swamps he grew up in. There wasn't the sudden and horrific bear assault that he worried about, having a rather pleasant journey to his destination. Ahead, he saw a rather gruff fellow with a well used and bloody iron axe sitting on a rock. He did not have a very warm and fuzzy personality as he let out a guttural shout and charge down at him. The Argonian threw his left hand out as magical flames erupted forth, burning away at the attackers his flesh and hide armor. The large Nord had some enthusiasm as he tried to run through the scorching flames to cleave the lizard in half. That was when Derz'k took the sword in his right hand and shoved it through his gut.

Some more bandits with bows began to rain arrows down on him, causing the spell-sword to duck for cover behind a broken pillar. He started to poke out from around the pillar, shooting fire at the bandits until he started to run low on his magika. With quick reflexes, he darted in-between cover to get close enough to cut them down with his reliable steel, feeling rather satisfied. He then opened the large stone doors into the barrow, steeping into a rather musty and stuffy interior. There was of course some bandit resistance but Derz'k always tried to stay a few steps ahead, using the environment against them. He lit oil pools they were standing in on fire, lead them into the tombs natural traps, and weakened them up with his destruction magic so he can cut them down. Sure he nearly shitted himself as the creatures that Nord called Dreugar started to rise out of their coffins to attack him but he quickly regained focus and dealt with them with spell and sword.

In the deepest chamber, Derz'k found the ancient blade that could only be the innkeeper's heirloom. Victorious, the lizard made his way back to Riverwood, feeling like he could take on whatever this entire unforgiving region could throw at him. Triumphantly walking back into the Sleeping Giant inn, the Argonian delivered the sword to a rather shocked but impressed innkeeper. He nodded and gave the lizard a look that told Derz'k that he had gained his respect. He was about to leave when the old Nord said he was not done paying off his tab. The confused Argonian started to stutter about the sword and the innkeeper reiterated that it would start to help pay off his tab, not pay it off alone. Gulping, Derz'k asked what else he had to do and the Nord look down, let out a heavy sigh, and told him to go to the room upstairs.

Derz'k was a little nervous to be sure, his mind panicked about what could be in the room. Was it a setup and the Nord planned on killing him? So many thoughts raced around his head and all vanished instantly as he walked into the room and saw Segrid lying naked on the bed. It was a glorious sight to behold, her pillowy breasts, her supple curves, great thighs, and cute feet with petite toes. The Argonian always had a fancy for the Warm-blood females' form and especially their feet, which made it hard for him not to drool. Derz'k struggled to find the words to ask Segrid what was going on but she seemed to know what he was about to say and hushed him, telling him it was the other half of his tab. She had to stand up, grab his clammy hand and lead him over to the bed, noticing the shy lizard-man was still a bit awestruck.

Figuring she had to go slow, the Nord woman started to take off the Argonian's armor, revealing his toned but slender body underneath. Segrid was a little confused when she didn't see the typical package, just a slit, which caused her to ask if he was a female. Derz'k had to explain that Argonian anatomy was set up so most of their genitals were internal and that when he was aroused enough, his member would slide out of his genital slit so he could mate. The barmaid found this a foreign concept but was still interested in bedding this lizard. Being playful, she reached out and grabbed his normally guarded tail to start stroking it near the tip. This caused his eyes to widen and him to gasp, knowing that his tail was a rather sensitive and ticklish spot. He tried to tell Segrid not to do that but she could see how much he enjoyed it and refused.

The Argonian started to gasp, his long tongue sliding in and out of his mouth as the Nord massage his tail. Segrid found the almost helpless male rather cute and started to relate his tail to a normal male's member, giving her an idea. She squished it between her large, soft breasts and started to suck on the tip as she moved up and down rhythmically. Poor Derz'k started to cry out from sensation as she tickled him as well as getting him rather bothered. His genital slit started to open and out slide his rather unique member. It was a light green at the base and slowly shifted to a light blue the further up his shaft and to the tip. The head was more pointed in shape and had a ring of small, fleshy barbs around the bottom edge. The shaft has a few more bumps and barbs sporadically along it and overall it was a surprisingly large size for someone of Derz'k's stature.

Segrid was intrigued and aroused at this new sight and immediately pinned the Argonian on the bed as she shoved the unique shaft inside. Both gasped with the surge of pleasure and the Nord was rather impressed that she couldn't fit the entire reptilian member inside of her. The exotic texture that the barbs and bumps provided tingled and tickled her insides, causing her face to get rather red as she blushed. However, she was too enthralled by lust to stop for long and as she pinned him, the barmaid started to ride the male hard. Even Derz'k's slit-style pupils dilated as he felt the soft, curvy woman stuff his shaft into her tight, juicy lower lips as she pumped up and down on him. Despite the Argonian's rising orgasm causing his tail and toes to curl, it was Segrid who was having the most sensory overload as the special shaft and head teased and tormented her womanhood.

Soon the unusual couple hit their limits, crying out as their climaxes overwhelmed their minds. The lizard's barbs dug into the Nord's inner walls as they contracted around its throbbing flesh, anchoring him it so he was forced to fill her with his seed. The barmaid blushed as she bite her lower lip as the baby batter (or was it egg batter) rushed into her womb. With a satisfied sigh, the busty Nord laid down on top of her Argonian guest, think about how nice his cool scales felt. Segrid whispered to Derz'k that his tab was now paid in full but almost demanded that he would return to Riverwood once in a while to visit her. He agreed, warning her that it could be some time before the next time he was in Riverwood but at least it was a satisfactory enough answer that she didn't decide to keep him chained to her bed. Little did the Argonian know that Segrid was not the most rambunctious female he was going to meet in Skyrim on his fateful journey.