Into the Barrow
#10 of Slutcat
Into the Barrow
In which Slutcat and Sworddog enter Bleak Falls Barrow in search of the elusive Golden Claw.
And Slutcat plays with dead naked bodies. I'm sure that's just pure, innocent fun. Bethesda would never encourage anything sick morbid and demented would they? I mean, granted a mod removes underwear, but even with it, you're playing with a DEAD BODY!
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Slutcat and Sworddog moved to the left, creeping towards the lofty Barrow.
"I only see two. I suppose we ought to introduce ourselves," Slutcat suggested.
"Oh, like that bandit up in the tower introduced himself? Slutcat, you know what we need to do here."
She sighed, resigned that this world was going to force her to become a killer. At least she was a pretty good one now.
"Nothing like learning the insignificance of life to get one's blood pumping. Well, let's go for it. You go for the archer and I'll take down the big green dude with the nasty hammer."
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The two actually made a pretty good team. Sworddog was fast enough to get upon the archer quickly while Slutcat was able to take out the big Orsimer by just hanging on her Spark spell while backing away. There was a brief moment of panic when her magic sputtered out, but she was also able to outrun pretty much anything and by that time Sworddog was back to help out from behind. Another archer appeared surprisingly, but by that time she'd recovered her magical reserves and the two made short work of the last bandit.
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"Anything on that one?" Slutcat asked while rummaging through one corpse.
"Nothing much. No golden claw," Sworddog replied, trotting back over to her.
"If everybody weren't so goddamned bloodthirsty around here there'd be a lot less death."
"Well, they are bandits," Sworddog pointed out.
"Yeah, but why do they have to attack everybody? I mean, it's not like I have some sort of
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"How about this," suggested the dog, "Next time you walk up to them and ask them nicely if you can join their group? I'm sure that will go well."
"I get the point. Oh! You're hurt! Want some healing potion?"
"Maybe just a sip. I have a feeling that stuff isn't easy to come by around here."
"Probably not. You know, some people would think it's unsanitary to drink from the same bottle as a dog."
"I agree. I know what you put in your mouth!"
"Cute."
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The too stood and looked at the main entrance of the Barrow.
"Let's go in quietly. These were likely just the lookouts," Sworddog said.
"You know, they kinda suck as lookouts. Isn't the point to tell the others when trouble comes? These guys just... died."
Sworddog looked back at the bodies. "Well, yeah, they are kinda dumb."
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"Whoa!" Slutcat said as she looked at the huge door to the Barrow. "What huge..."
"DON'T SAY IT! Don't! I swear if you say 'knockers' I'm going to leave you right here and now Slutcat. I mean it!"
"Jeeze! Alright, alright. Just be quiet."
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The space they entered into was huge, but dark and lit by a fire at the far side. Some figures were seen near the fire but they didn't notice the two interlopers enter.
"Say, I think I'll try this bow and arrow. Maybe we can even the odds a bit before we're seen," Slutcat whispered.
"Good idea. Stealth archer. I bet nobody ever thought of being a stealth archer before," Sworddog whispered back, sarcasm dripping.
Slutcat pulled out an arrow and pulled back on the drawstring. She may have managed to bend the string over an inch, but just barely. She let the arrow fly.
It skittered to the floor all of three feet in front of them, not even drawing any attention from the bandits by the fire.
"So much for the stealth archer idea," Sworddog said while Slutcat stowed the bow and arrows back into her inventory.
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Her hands were soon filled with the blue glow of her spark spell. "I know, I know. No upper body strength. Let's go."
They listened to the bandits talk for a bit while they crept closer. Finally they attacked and the battle, such as it was, was over in no time.
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"Hey! Check it out!" Slutcat said as she played with the body of one of the bandits.
"Oh, that's just morbid. Did you have to undress her first?"
"Heheh. Look! She's guarding the treasure!"
"Just see if the claw is in there and let's go," Sworddog complained while Slutcat tried different poses on the corpse.
"Oh jeeze! You pervert!"
"Hey! I'm not a pervert. I'm a slut. There's a difference!" Slutcat explained, then got to the task of unlocking the chest under the corpse.
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"Nothing much. I guess we'll have to go further in," Slutcat said, standing up and looking around.
"Like you expected anything different?" Sworddog asked her partner.
"No. Not really. Let's go quietly."
"Of course. Place sort of screams 'quiet' anyway."
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As they descended deeper into the Barrow, the cobwebs became more numerous until they reached a place where the cobwebs were literally from wall to wall.
"Oh, I don't like this..." Slutcat said, crawling along nervously.
"Say, did you see any other path OTHER than this one?" Sworddog asked her.
"Well, no. Why?"
"Because no one could pass this way without breaking these webs. So in theory at least, there's nobody in front of us! Are you alright?"
"As long as there's none of those giant spiders, I'm okay," Slutcat laughed weakly.
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