From Elsweyr With Love (#10)
"They've left the city. Yes, he's going after them. I don't know why! Ask that damn Inspector Trudal. We left so many clues they should both have been in jail by now. Yes, don't worry. I gave it to my man. He'll make sure she sees it before he finishes...
From Elsweyr With Love (#9)
Ra'Jirra awoke at dawn. Her head felt a little odd, but she chalked it up to the lack of sleep and turned to the jet black form of Ko'Manir. What had she been thinking? She knew nothing about this woman. It wasn't her first time with a woman, true. She...
From Elsweyr With Love (#8)
The scrap of paper was gone. "Damn," she thought. There had been no where to conceal the gun with this outfit on. She'd left it in the briefcase. She opened the door carefully, looking for tripwires. Inside the lights were off. She always left them...
From Elsweyr With Love (#7)
She awoke alone. Sarosh had left a note nearby. She didn't have anything to burn it with, so she made do with an alternate disposal method. It didn't taste very good. Then she pulled on the shorts he had left her. They were much too big of course, and...
From Elsweyr With Love (#6)
"I don't _know_," said the grate. "What do you mean you don't know? You were supposed to follow her!" "Dammit, I'm not one of your agents. I have a very specific skill. It's my specialty and I'm good at it. But I'm not a spook. I'm not good at...
From Elsweyr With Love (#5)
As she approached the table, the three men seated rose. She smiled at their courtesy, and took a seat offered by a small man at the end of the table. "Thank you. Nice to see some gentlemen still respect a lady." "Oh, certainly," said the man. "We in...
From Elsweyr With Love (#4)
An hour later and Ra'Jirra had stripped to her underwear, panting on the bed like an overheated dog. Sarosh was on the balcony and dressed similarly (except for the bra) and settled in for the night. She might have been a little jealous, but he was...
From Elsweyr With Love (#3)
Ra'Jirra strolled out of the bath wearing only a towel, her hair wrapped up in another atop her head. Then she sat at the small table. "Romanov? What kind of a name is that?" she asked, scanning the dossier. "It's a malapropism. Her real name...
From Elsweyr With Love (#2)
"You understand the mission then?" La'Dasha said to the grate under her feet as she sat on the bench. "I do," came the terse reply. La'Dasha had never met the man she knew as Faelian, though she had made use of his services for years. So far he had...
From Elsweyr With Love (#1)
La'Dasha arrived at his office as quickly as she could. She had proven herself worthy of the top assignment as a chief operations officer within the Aldmeri Dominion over the years with exemplary service, yet as a khajiit she knew she would always be...
Farewell (Kreet 47)
Art by Uzlo: [https://www.deviantart.com/uzlo](https://www.deviantart.com/uzlo) The old man returned a short time later and the two kobolds joined him on the walk back to the house, where they found Sigmundurr and Eilistraee sitting on the porch...
Dmitri and Katia
"Fucking guard duty. Goddammit, we're necromancers! We should have some skeletons or something do this for us," he thought as the night came on in earnest. "Besides, what the hell am I going to do if something dangerous comes along? Throw poison at...