Coming of (an) Age
Rest would not come easy, this night, to the Argonian curled atop his sheets. Kite- a fledgling reptilian servant by official accounts, and in practice a training groundskeeper, spending his days in the estate of a lordly Manor in backwater Thorn....
Shopping With Kite
Still lightly flustered at his position, Kite looked up at his looming father with a slightly bashful, awkward looking grin plastered over his face. Stood in the open lobby of the local tailor, the elder argonian had marched his adoptive son in the...