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Keema’s party went back to whiterun, they would have felt vindicated, righteous even… But all they felt was emptiness, they felt satisfied with the deaths of the silverhand and how they wiped them all out, but that did not bring Kodlak back, the one who had lead them since they joined, and no amount of bloodshed would bring him back for them.

Keema and the others soon joined Kodlak’s cremation, witnessing his body get burnt, they were hoping that Kodlak was just playing an awful prank on them, or was just unconscious and would miraculously jump up and try to extinguish the flames from his body… But nothing of the sort happened.

Everyone in the companions, even the ones who never even intended to fight, and only serve to clean and offer their services to them mourned the loss of a great warrior in whiterun.

“Let’s… Retreat to the underforge to mourn, I don’t want the others to see us like this, not in this moment of weakness” Aela told everyone.

“The underforge?” Torvar asked.

The others questioned this as well.

“I’ll lead you all to it, it’s about time we revealed why this is all happened” Aela said, bowing his head down as she walked away.

The others followed her to the underforge, wanting to know answers, and Keema knew they aren’t going to take this well.

Before Keema could join them however, Eorlund put a hand on her shoulder.

“I need a favor to ask” Eorlund said.

“What is it?” Keema asked him, although she wasn’t in the mood, there was no reason to turn him down as long as it was quick.

“I have all the wuuthrad pieces, all but one. The last piece is kept closest to Kodlak at all times, but it’s not on his person when I checked his body. Would you be so kind as to bring me the last piece? I think it’s in his room” Eorlund asked her.

“Of course, I’ll be back” Keema said and went to Jorrvaskr and into Kodlak’s room.

Searching the room, she found it in the drawer, along with the journal, normally she’d return it immediately, but she always wondered what Kodlak’s last thoughts were, and she wanted closure on what his thoughts were before his death, and opened the journal and read carefully.

In my dream, I see the line of Harbingers start with Ysgramor. Each of them ascends to Sovngarde, until we come to Terrfyg, who first turned us to the ways of the beast. He tries to enter Sovngarde, but before he can even approach Tsun, he is set upon by a great wolf, who pulls him into the Hunting Grounds, where Hircine laughs with welcoming arms.

Terrfyg seems regretful, but also eager to join Hircine after a lifetime of service as a beast.

Then I see every next Harbinger turn away from Sovngarde and enter the Hunting Grounds of their own accord. Until it comes to me, and I see great Tsun on the misty horizon, beckoning me. It appears I have a choice. And then, at my side, a stranger I had not seen before. As I look into her eyes, we turn to see the same wolf who dragged away Terrfyg, and she and I draw weapons together.

I realize this is only a dream, but a strong enough dream to inspire a man like me to take to writing, so it must be of some importance.

I've spoken of my thoughts to the Circle, withholding the part about the stranger lest Skjor worry I will no longer seek his counsel, and I was not surprised to see them torn by it. Skjor and Aela are strong in the ways of the beast, and even seemed to suggest that the Hunting Grounds would be their choice of afterlife, if it were truly a choice. Vilkas seemed most troubled. The boy is as fierce as a sabre cat in battle, but his heart's fire burns too brightly at times. He felt deceived, and I don't blame him. Farkas didn't know what to think, but I believe he will come around with me and his brother eventually. He usually does. I don't know what to do about Skjor and Aela. I know they respect the Companions, and me, but they take to the blood more deeply than the rest of us.

Fortune smiles upon us yesterday, Vilkas was telling me how difficult it had been for him to give up his transformations. Until we can pursue a true cure, the twins and I have chosen not to give in to the beastblood. For me, it's provided a clearer head, but Vilkas seems to be suffering a bit for it. Farkas seems completely untroubled. That boy continues to amaze with his fortitude.

While Vilkas was confiding, through the shadows of Jorrvaskr, I saw a newcomer approach, who wished to join our numbers. It was the stranger from my dream, the one who would stand with me against the beast. Vilkas began speaking obliquely, not wishing to air our problems in front of our guest, and I had to be doubly cautious to not reveal anything of our secrets to the newcomer while also not revealing the details of my dream to Vilkas. I don't know how the politicians deal with these sorts of machinations daily.

In any case, I've sent Vilkas to test the newcomer. We'll see if [he/she] is truly the great warrior I dreamt of.

This newcomer, it seems, is made of decent stock. She calls herself Keema, and has already impressed some of the Circle with her mettle. I still keep my own counsel on her place in my dream, for now. Let us see what kind of destiny she is carving before hitching to her

In the meanwhile, I look for ways of cleansing my blood. The writings and legends on the subject are sparse and contradictory. I don't wish to engage any wizadry on this matter, but I fear they may be the only ones who best know how to navigate these worlds of knowledge.

It's apparent to me now that Terrfyg's choice to turn us was indeed a mistake. Magics and their ilk are not in keeping with the spirit of the Companions. We face our problems directly, without the need of such trickery. I can only hope to guide us back to the true path of Ysgramor before the rot takes me.

Keema continues to impress. I don't know where she will stand on the question of the blood, but the question has not been presented yet. She does know that we carry the beastblood, and appears curious about it. Soon enough, I can explain our troubles, and hopefully see what role she will play.

I'm amazed that Aela thinks she can keep a secret among this drunken rabble. Especially with the loss of Skjor (my heart aches), emotions are fraying, and the walls of discretion are the first to fall.

Apparently she and Keema are waging their own separate war against the Silver Hand, in retaliation for Skjor's death. Their hearts are noble, but the course of vengeance is running hot, and I fear the counterstroke that may come if they do not rein in their fury.

Keema shows valor, though even in this more underhanded time. We have not had cause to speak, much and that is something I deeply regret. I have high hopes for her destiny, as I realized that her appearance in my dream may indeed mark her as the Harbinger to succeed me.

I have received few dreams over the course of my life, but when they come, I have learned to trust them. I have also learned to trust the instincts of my heart, which tells me that Keema can carry the Companions legacy as truly as any residing in Jorrvaskr, especially with the loss of Skjor. Aela is too solitary, Vilkas too fiery, and Farkas too kind-hearted. Only Keema stands as a true warrior who can keep a still mind amidst these burning hearts.

I will not speak to her of any of this, though. It is too much to burden another with. My hope is that she and I can keep counsel over the coming years, that I can impart the wisdom of the Harbingers. All things in time. Firstly, I will seek her assistance in the matter of the witches of Glenmoril. It would appear that our path to the cure is not without some poetic justice for the tricksters who first cursed us.

Keema felt tears sliding across her face and into the journal, but she ignored them, this wasn’t the time to show weakness, they had to be strong for Kodlak.

But at this point, she didn’t know what to do, all this time the companions always solved things with violence. They always had something to point their swords to, the silverhand, thugs, rabid animals, the glenmoril witches, escaped criminals… But now they had nobody to blame but themselves for their selfish desires of power for the beastblood.

She closed the journal and went back to give the last piece to Kodlak.

“Ah good, you held up your end, I almost thought you wouldn’t because of what happened” Kodlak said.

“...” Keema didn’t say anything, the journal had made her heart ache even more, knowing that Kodlak looked up to her, and even trusted her in his last moments.

“Your friends are waiting for you in the underforge, best get back to them. Don’t worry, I won’t lose this piece, and I doubt anyone would have the guts to attack Jorrvaskr after you all wiped out the silverhand” Kodlak told her before he started hammering away on the skyforge once again.

Keema took this to heart, and entered the underforge.

The other companions, were arguing with Aela, Vilkas and Farkas, Keema assumed they knew about the werewolf business by now.

“How could you not tell us about this!?” Ria asked her.

“Look, I may believe in the teachings of the daedric pantheon, but this is worse. You can’t just keep something like this from us” Athis admitted and berated them.

“I didn’t sign up to be a werewolf, nor do I like tolerating that my superiors are a bunch of mutts” Torvar interjected.

“What do you have to say for yourselves? Are we really going to just continue on, business as usual?” Njala asked them all.

“We weren’t…” Vilkas said, not finding the words to answer.

“We were only trying to…” Farkas said.

“Please understand, we didn’t want this” Aela tried to explain.

“Stop! Just stop right now! Kodlak wouldn’t want this! He wouldn’t want us fighting over the beastblood” Keema yelled at all of them.

Everyone stopped and turned to her.

“Don’t try to act like you’re better than us Keema, or that you knew Kodlak that well. You’re a werewolf too after all” Njala said to her.

The words stung, but she wanted to stop before anybody would say something they’d regret.

“I know he wouldn’t want to because… Because… Because I read the journal in his room” Keema explained to them.

Everyone was shocked, and calmed down a bit.

“What did the journal say?” Ria asked her.

“It’s too long for me to tell you all, but I can tell you what he wanted. He wanted to be cured in the end, if you die, you go to Hircine’s hunting grounds. And he wanted to go to Sovngarde before that time came, and he trusted me to help him… But now he’s gone, and that desire was taken from him, forever” Keema told them regrettably.

Everyone kept silent, before Farkas interjected.

“Kodlak didn’t want any of us finding out, he told us not to tell any of you. I guess he knew what would happen if he did” Farkas concluded.

“Being moonborn isn’t as bad as you may think Farkas” Aela tried to argue.

“No, it’s not. But Kodlak wanted to witness the glories of Sovngarde, do you really think power was what he wanted? To be a rabid animal for the rest of his life?” Vilkas asked her.

“But you avenged him” Aela said.

“Kodlak did not care for vengeance” Farkas said.

“No, and this is not what this is about everyone. This is about Kodlak’s dying wish, and we couldn’t even do that for him. We were too selfish and blinded ourselves in our desire for vengeance and power, that it clouded our minds from what truly matters” Vilkas said to her.

This made Aela realize something in her mind, and remembered how Kodlak would always mention about his dream to go to Sovngarde in his old age.

“You’re… You’re right… It’s what he wanted, and he deserved it” Aela said, regretting her words earlier.

“We need to find a way to cleanse his soul of the curse, maybe Farengar knows something?” Keema asked them all.

“Preposterous, that dragonsexual mage is too busy to even bother with us today” Torvar said.

“Maybe strikes a deal with the daedric princes? Surely Hircine would accept something in exchange for Kodlak’s purity” Athis suggested.

“I’m not so sure Hircine would easily give up a harbinger of the companions after all these years. Besides, I don’t trust a daedra to solve our problems, and I doubt he’d keep his word” Njala intervened.

“Then… Then what about the tomb of Ysgramor?” Ria suggested.

“Hmmm… Yes, that could work. I heard tales of Ysgramor’s burial flames being able to cleanse the soul” Farkas said.

“But how do we even do that?” Vilkas asked them.

“... I think I know now” Keema said and brought out three witch heads, all neatly tied together, which everyone started backing away from the sight and smell of.

“Keema what in blazes!?” Torvar said as he scrunched his nose up from the scent.

“I apologize… But this was Kodlak’s last bidding. I think that if we toss the witch heads in those burial flames, which the former holds the curse on the beastblood. I know it’s questionable, but those are Kodlak’s bidding, not mine. And those were his last words to me before he died” Keema explained to them.

Vilkas walked to her.

“So when he died you… You were doing his bidding to cure him?” Vilkas asked her, which Keema nodded to.

“So all we need to do is go to Ysgramor’s tomb eh?” Athis asked them.

“... Would this go against your beliefs again?” Keema asked him, remembering how he didn’t want to enter eldergleam sanctuary least time.

“No, this is a different case. Aedric sanctuaries? Yes, I have a problem with them. Nordic ruins? No, a few corpses won’t scare me” Athis reiterated.

“Still, we’ll need Wuuthrad to go in there, and it’s in pieces. It’s impossible to get further even if we go there” Aela reminded them.

Everyone was at a loss to what to do, until Eorlund entered, with Wuuthrad in hand.

“And the dragons were just stories, and elves once ruled Skyrim, just because something is, doesn’t mean it must be” Eorlund said as he approached them.

“Is that… Did you repair the blade?” Vilkas asked him.

“Of course, I haven’t been getting around to it since we didn’t have all the blade pieces until now, thanks to our friend here. I think she alone has the honor to carry Wuuthrad into battle” Eorlund said before handing the battleaxe to Keema.

Keema has had training with Vilkas lately, and had recently adapted to using two handed weapons in favor over the thane weapon she received from the jarl, so she had no problem swinging it. It was a bit heavier than Wuuthrad, but nothing she can’t handle thanks to Vilkas.

Vilkas and the others didn’t object to this decision, Kodlak had trusted her, they trusted her as well.

“As for the rest of you, prepare for the journey to go to Ysgramor’s tomb. We still have a duty to fulfill. For Kodlak!” Eorlund encouraged them.

“For Kodlak!” Everybody yelled, they now had a clear objective, and they’d fulfill this duty, no matter who or what was in the way.

…

Shade grumbled angrily, she had received clothes from Ma’dran alright, a bunch of tavern clothes!

The clothes did very little to cover her tits, and fitted too snuggly from her tits, one slip would expose her nipples anytime if anybody would dare pull them down, not to mention how the dress ended near her thighs, if one were to crouch down her bare ass would be exposed!

But it was good enough, she just had to buy something, Ma’dran was ‘generous’ enough to give her 200 gold, although she hissed and angrily berated him which didn’t affect the sly khajiit merchant that tricked her to wearing slutty clothes, and with the presence of his bodyguards nearby, she couldn’t do anything to him that wouldn’t warrant them wanting her killed, so she accepted them ungraciously.

She walked to Solitude’s gates and was quickly the eye catcher of everyone there, especially the men.

Men, nords and imperials alike who eyed her and licked their lips, like hungry prey that wanted to pounce on her and pound her pussy until she birthed kittens for them.

The women however, were disgusted, even taking their children away and covering their eyes before they could ask anymore questions as to why the khajiit was so sexy in their eyes.

She immediately hissed at them, scaring several of them away as she walked the streets, she didn't’ want this attention, although she at least wasn’t arrested for public nudity.

She saw a store that looked like it sold clothes called radiant raiment, and immediately made her way inside.

She froze upon seeing a high elf, although it didn’t look like she was interested in telling the thalmor about her, nor was she dressed in thalmor clothing, so she assumed she was safe.

“May I get some of your clothes? Anything decent” Shade asked her.

“Ugh, fine, but don’t come back asking for a refund, especially if you end up tearing a hole open with your claws” The high elf named Endarie said before she picked out some clothes and laid it before her, it was made of fine silk and looked protective even for non combat clothes.

“Good, how much does that cost?” Shade asked her.

“700 gold” Endarie said.

“700… 700 gold for this!?” Shade asked her.

“What? Are you insulting our clothes? If not, you can shop elsewhere, although I’m more inclined to have the guards throw you out” Endarie said angrily.

Not wanting to get into trouble, Shade calmed herself down.

“Alright I’m sorry… Can you give me the cheapest one you have then?” Shade asked her.

“Ugh, cheapskate, fine, 250 gold for this one” Endarie said before handing her a traveler’s set of clothes, with the logo of their business stitched onto it.

“... Don’t you have anything that costs less than 200 gold?” Shade asked her, she was desperate, she had let a merchant have her way with her, worn slutty clothes meant for a wench, became an eyecandy for perverts in public, and now she can’t even afford overpriced average clothes because a high elf said so.

“No gold, no clothes. We have a standard here, and if you can’t meet our standards, I’m going to have to ask you to leave” Endarie warned her.

Shade was beyond furious, she hated this, how helpless she was, she could easily cut her down, make her beg for mercy… but she can’t achieve that in her current state, and left the shop.

Shade didn’t know what to do, the people are gonna consume her like the slut she was if she didn’t do anything.

An imperial man with a thick beard, but with a youthful look approached her, it was Sorex Vinius.

“I see you’re trying to buy some clothes from radiant raiment eh miss?” Sorex said, not even hiding the smirk on his face.

Shade would have clawed his face if she wasn’t so desperate to get some decent clothes right now and protect her dignity, so she played along with him.

“Yes, what of it?” Shade said, she perfectly knew what he wanted, but the question was, what was in it for her? Just gold won’t cover it for her.

“Let’s not pretend you don’t know what I want. You? You look like a hot fuck, and I got an offer you’ll be interested in, one you can’t refuse” Sorex told her.

“And what can you possibly offer me?” Shade rolled her eyes.

“I can offer you gold” Sorex told her.

Shade was desperate, but she had standards.

“Is that it?” Shade asked her.

“I figured you’d say that, you have the body of a slut, but you have the fierce eyes of a warrior, you don’t take shit from anyone, but right now you don’t have a choice do you?” Sorex asked her.

She hissed at him, making Sorex back away a bit.

“So what? You think I’ll easily let you have your way with me?” Shade asked him.

“Face it, you don’t have a choice. Want me to sweeten the deal? There’s a whole room waiting for you with a free meal, free of charge for the night. Hell, we can go window shopping in all the different shops tomorrow morning, you just gotta pose as my lover, all the while you’ll have to wear any dresses, and I mean any that I want you to wear. In exchange, I’ll give you 5000 gold, free meals and a room for three days if you comply” Sorex said.

5000 gold… That was worth a damn lot… And all she had to do was let this disgusting nord touch her? Well… He was at least better looking than most men, and she isn’t gonna wait until an old horny pervert was gonna offer her the same thing, so she obliged him.

“Alright, but you better keep your end of the bargain, I can perfectly kill you if you don’t” She tapped on the elven dagger next to her hip.

“Well good luck finding someone with that kind of offer if you’re so adamant about it” Sorex said boldly.

“... True. Fine, you can have your way with me as much as you want, just don’t try anything fishy” Shade replied.

“Excellent, you and I are gonna spend so much time together, and I’ll make the most of it everyday” Sorex said, before leading her to the winking skeever, an inn his father owned.

He eventually lead her to a bed, which was the finest room that the inn had upstairs. It had a few wine bottles on the shelves and tables, flowers inside the vases, a comfortable bed, and most of all, privacy, which Shade hasn’t had for a good while.

“Night’s gonna fall soon, and dinner will be served in a few minutes, so I suggest you start preparing me” Sorex said before undressing before her.

Shade undressed as well, revealing her buxom tits to him, as well as her wide hips and pussy to him.

“Go ahead, you won’t get the best of me” Shade said as defiantly as she could, before getting on her knees and licking the tip.

Sorex’s cock, compared to Ma’dran’s thinner, barbed one, was wider and thicker than the khajiit’s, like a club compared to a sword.

Sorex clenched his fists as he resisted fucking the hell out of her mouth, her rough tongue was an entirely new feeling for him, and felt even better than a normal one, his tip was leaking already from how sensitive it felt on the roughness of the tongue.

“Good… Good… You already feel better than most wenches I’ve already fucked” Sorex commented.

To add even more pleasure to the feeling, Shade used her wonderful tits on his length, and trapped it between them, all the while sucking and licking the tip teasingly.

“Nguwah! Y-Yes! Suck it… Suck this cock like you mean it… Nguwoh… You’re better than most people than I thought you were… I might just become a khajiit fucker at this point…!” Sorex said, petting her head.

If Shade didn’t know any better, Sorex must have a fetish with khajiits, or rather developing one.

She withdrew her tits and began sucking on one of his balls, coating them in her saliva and sucking on them sensually, she could smell the scent of the imperial musk he exuded, running her hands up his body and appreciating the muscles he had. Despite being young and spoiled, he did have the body of a nord barbarian.

“Don’t underestimate me, I probably AM better than most sluts you’ll ever encounter” Shade teased before taking both of his balls in her mouth.

“Ngh… So you DO admit that you’re a slut~” Sorex taunted her.

She bit slightly on his cock, causing him to pause on his thrusting and gasp a bit in pain and pleasure.

“Don’t push it imperial, I’m not a pushover” Shade warned her before going back to pleasuring his cock.

“Feisty little kitty aren’t you? Let’s see you keep up with me, lay down on your back” Sorex commanded her.

Shade did as he told her, laying on the comfortable bed for him.

“I can easily keep up with you” Shade challenged him.

“We’ll see about that” Sorex said before putting them both in a 69 position and ramming his cock in her mouth deep, creating a bulge in her throat.

“M-Mmph!” Shade cried out as the cock reached deep in her throat, her nose pressed up to his balls and letting the musk fill her nostrils.

Meanwhile Sorex began eagerly licking her snatch deeply, his tongue reaching as deep as he could to pleasure her and taste her juices.

“By Ysmir your pussy tastes like roses!” Sorex commented as he got even more invigorated to lick faster.

“M-MMMMPH!” Shade screamed, her legs closed around Sorex’s head as he continued to eat her out and thrust his cock into her throat.

Shade returned the favor by wrapping by circling her tongue on the length as he thrusted, refusing to let her mouth to be unfilled by his cock for even a second as he rapidly plunged his cock into her mouth.

Shade’s face flushed red with how rough and commanding Sorex was, despite her threats he still had his way with her, managing to have had her end up being screwed by his cock one way or another.

“Guwoh… You’re sucking even harder… You’re enjoying this aren’t you…!” Sorex said with a smirk on his face, fingering her pussy as he stopped to look back, and stopped thrusting into her and pulled his cock out of her mouth, seeing her tongue outstretched and licking the tip despite him pulling away.

“Heh, you might be more of a whore than I thought you were…” Sorex said before going back to eating her pussy out again and thrusting into her once more.

Shade could feel her climax approaching, and the imperial wasn’t slowing down on his thrusts became faster and more erratic, signaling his imminent climax as well.

Sorex was teasing her clit, suckling on it to make her climax approach faster.

“Let’s cum together…!” Sorex yelled as his thrusts turned into a blur as her mouth was repeatedly plunged by the cock.

And with that, they both simultaneously came into each other’s mouths, Sorex’s cock thrusting deep into her and leaving her no choice but to swallow the thick loads he gave her, while Sorex happily drank her juices easily.

When Sorex pulled out, Shade coughed a bit as the imperial had done a great deal of roughness to her throat, while Sorex looked at her, smirking as he wiped his mouth.

“You taste delicious, you should whore yourself out more oft- Gyah!” Sorex said as his balls got gripped tightly.

“Don’t. Push. It” Shade warned him before letting go of his balls from her death grip.

“Oh we’ll see just how far I can push it. Now crouch down, and descend down on my cock~” Sorex said, he wanted to teach her a lesson, he’d be in charge of this deal whether she wanted to or not.

“You’ll never get me to be submissive” Shade said, but obeyed his command, descending her pussy down on his cock in a reverse cowgirl style position, her pussy was about to meet his cock when he stopped her.

“Stop! That’s enough, stay still, and don’t you dare go lower or higher” Sorex ordered her.

What the hell was this command? He was just supposed to fuck her.

Sorex thrusted up, but not into her pussy but rubbed it along the hole.

“You’ll have to admit you want my cock, if you don’t, our deal is off. Or you can let me rub my cock on you until you climax, then I’ll fuck you. But I swear, if you ever lower that slutty ass of yours onto it without my permission, or stand up, our deal is off” Sorex said as he didn’t stop teasing her.

“W-What!? This wasn’t part of our- A-Ah!” Shade moaned before she could continue as Sorex rubbed his hard length along her cunt.

Shade gritted her teeth, she was a khajiit of pride and arrogance, she never liked submitting to others.

“A-As if I’ll ever admit that…!” She tried to say it as defiantly and arrogantly as she could, but the moans and high pitched cries didn’t convince Sorex she was confident enough to even outlast him.

“We’ll see how long you can hold out cat” Sorex taunted before thrusting faster and teasing her cunt, making sure the tip would be bumping up against her clit.

Whenever she was about to achieve her climax, he would suddenly slow down and thrust at a snail’s pace, angering and sexually frustrating her, he seemed keen on not letting her win without begging for him to fuck him.

“A-Alright! You win! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me like the slut I-” Shade felt Sorex’s cock slam suddenly inside her cunt, causing her to cry out like a slut and thrust herself onto his cock after getting teased for minutes on end.

“That’s right! You’re mine khajiit! You’re my plaything for three days and three nights! You’ll be wanting my cock after every waking moment of your life! I might be grateful enough to impregnate you even!” Sorex said and turned her around so he could face her.

He began kissing her passionately, which she returned as their tongues wrapped around each other, he could feel the roughness of her tongue rubbing up against his own, her mind focused on the pleasure he was giving him.

Sorex was determined to pound the khajiit to submission, and he accomplished that as the deadly yet slutty looking khajiit cried out like a slut for him.

As if a change in her tune was flicked, she grabbed his hands and held them together with hers, their lovemaking was becoming too much and she wanted nothing more than to feel the bliss of having sex and being with whoever was making her feel good.

Sorex embraced her tightly as he didn’t spare a single ounce of strength into fucking her like an animal as she hissed and growled in pleasure.

“Here it comes khajiit… Get ready for my seed!” Sorex yelled and then furiously fucked her with all his strength, thrusting hard and rough, his cock was a blur as it worked her pussy in and out.

“My pussy… Is going to break… I-It feels too good…!” She moaned and her eyes rolled up, before they climaxed at the same time and came in each other’s arms.

Sorex shot his load into her as their climaxes triggered, the khajiit that had stepped only a few feet into the city, ridiculed and then threatened to kill him was now his to command and do as he pleased.

He pulled out of her and observed the amount of cum that came out, smirking as she breathed deeply with a faint blush on her face.

“Well you earned our bargain, I’ll be coming up here with our meal later. If you leave this room, our deal is off, and you better not plan to tell anybody about our deal, you’re posing as my slutty plaything for three days and three nights, not exactly exciting when you tell other people the truth” Sorex said before leaving her to her thoughts.

“Bastard…” She muttered as she rested on the bed, she just had to endure three days and three nights with this… This degenerate, and she’ll be free to go. While she was at it, she may be able to find a job, hell, she may as well become a bandit at this point, and commandeer her own band. If only there was a way to do that easily without bandits ending up being dead before she could convince them to join her. She’ll worry about that after she gets her gold on the final day, goodness knows what this imperial wants her to do in the coming days.

…

Keema and the others arrived in Ysgramor’s tomb, ready to avenge Kodlak’s spirit. They had avenged Kodlak’s death before, now they’re going to save his spirit.

With wuuthrad in hand, she and the others entered the tomb, ready to help Kodlak’s spirit enter Sovngarde.

Gonna split this chapter in two, the other chapter will just contain a the end of the questline for Keema and a twist once they get back to whiterun. The other chapter will also contain a brief summary of the things Sorex has Shade do for him, mostly sexual things like having sex in the gardens of Solitude behind the bushes, fucking her with his near endless stamina from chugging mead, even making her wear slutty clothes and groping her ass while they’re out in the market or just in public. This chapter will be done tomorrow since it’s gonna be story focused so stay tuned for the next one tomorrow