Overcasting Shorts 2 - On Patrol, On Display
The lady saxhleel wasn't dressed much better mind you, with her green scales and orange banding meshing well with her green blouse and canvas skirt.
Part 3: The Arena Blademaster
But even then, nobody acted as though there was anything wrong with the dark elves keeping saxhleel prisoners. fleet had previously taught bloodies a word to describe this. it was 'unfair'.
The Elder Scrolls: Foxfall, Fruitfall - Vol. 1 of 4
Translated here from jel, the tongue of the saxhleel. context places the origin of these carvings somewhere between 3e 428 and 3e 432._ volume 1 ~ ~ ~ the lizard-folk are fruit. fruit of the hist trees.
A Saxhleel Story: Prelude
#1 of a saxhleel story a prelude to ej's life story it was a typical night in the marsh. the two moons hung brightly in the sky illuminating a small rain soaked village. the native lizard folk milled around, going about their typical nightly routines.
Overcasting Shorts 3 - Calm Surface, Rapid Undercurrent
Besides, a glib tongue does wonders for peddling, bit of a lost art, especially among the saxhleel" he said, weaving around the bar to man it. the older fellow looked right at home, to his credit.
Part 1: The Naming Ceremony
The red-eyed not-saxhleel then had a white toothy smile. that was the last thing the hatchling remembered: the red eyes and the white smile.
Part 6: The Longhouse Emperor
It was short for her saxhleel name, as she told bloodies once. lulu always acted a little differently to the other argonians. sometimes she whispered things in her sleep that nobody understood.
50 Shades of Green
# glossary jel - native language of argonians saxhleel - jel word for argonians xuth - jel swear word argonians sometimes refer to themselves in the plural (we/us).
Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 6
They could not compare to the pride of the saxhleel. but, work was work, was it not? i found myself among the edges of my homeland.
Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 2
saxhleel as myself were little bothered by sickness, unless it was a sickness of unnatural standing... like imperial-born vampirism.
Journal of The One-Eyed Dragon Entry 2
saxhleel as myself were little bothered by sickness, unless it was a sickness of unnatural standing... like imperial-born vampirism.
A Saxhleel Story: prologue
The night was warm, and a light breeze rustled through the branches. The moons shone bright in the night sky. The torches around the village crackled. It was (almost) a night like any other in the marshes, but something was amiss, something not quite...