[[OOC:

Apparently, when Tumblr went down, my blog automatically unfollowed a BUNCH of people. If I unfollowed you, I’m sorry. I may or may not realize it, so if I don’t, let me know so I can follow you again. At least 2 dozen people were unfollowed.]]

[[OOC:

I haven’t been on weeks, but I still managed to gain a few followers.

Because I can’t really get replies to work right right now, I’m not gonna be able to do my normal meet-‘n’-greet, but hello to you all! You know who you are.

So, anyone blow up anything while I was gone?]]

unlikelycompanions:

mirridtheargonian:

unlikelycompanions started following you

And who might you two be?

A question that could be answered in many ways. But, Hyaril chose one, giving the Argonian a nod and a smile, “We are just two mers travelling together. And, you?” The other mer in question also gave a smile and a nod; and let her eyes drift elsewhere soon enough. 

“I am a simple Argonian, making a life for himself in Skyrim. My name is Mirrid.” He tried to make his face as friendly as possible without it looking fake. These two seemed strange to him. Mirrid didn’t dare tell them about his profession—they weren’t to be trusted yet. 

[[OOC:

Sorry for being busy for the past week. But hello, I love you all~<3]]

unlikelycompanions started following you

And who might you two be?

svayam started following you

“Er—.” The Argonian backs away from the purring cat. He’s not had a good history with strange cats recently.

unseeing-altmers:

mirridtheargonian started following you

“Argonian.” The Justiciar sneered, distasteful of beast folk. “Speak your business and be gone.” 

“Have you got an issue, elf?” Mirrid sneered at the Altmer.

dovahkiin-emmaline:

Hah, thanks. Coming from a scaly assassin scoundrel that’s quite a compliment, you’re pretty fun to have around too.

Can’t really expect him to do much else, I mean, what’s he going to do? Run off and become a follower of Mara to ease his grief? That’s a load. Drinking’s easier to fall into, sadly it’s wearing away at him. Maybe that Mother of yours should give him a good scare, make him fall back in line. Not sure if that’d work, though, if your favorite corpse is on the fritz with gathering new recruits she’s probably not in any condition to help someone off-track. Joking aside, though, quite a shame.

You’re interested? I’ll try to make long story short. He left for Cyrodiil with barely a word, his friend Rides-with-Shadows promised he’d bring him back, but had no such luck. When he came back, I wasn’t up for marriage, or even talking anymore. That was the end of that. To think I was giddy like a child on her first birthday, giggling thinking of the ceremony, even had a dress made, he even met my parents in Wayrest. Their faces when I brought him home were pretty shocked, to say the least. We had it all ironed out, though. Before he took off. I actually burned the dress when he came back.

Foolish too in that we made it that far. For Mara’s sake, I met him trying to throw myself into oblivion, though not in the literal sense, over someone who turned out to be a menace and a nightmare. Some bullshit kind of sense I had! Never doing that again.

I suppose I could hold Jack down and make him drink horse piss mixed with ale ‘til he never wants to drink again.

I always thought that Dominic was better than that. He seemed like he had dignity and values and I respected him for that. Whatever got into him wasn’t the Dom that I knew. By Sithis, he must’ve been possessed by some unholy power to make him leave you, as wonderful as you are, standing by the altar.

I’m really sorry about what happened, Emmaline. Truly, I am. You’re not someone who deserves this kind of hardship. I think it says a lot about you if you’re willing to face Dom and try to reestablish yourself among the Companions. You’re better than those that try to push you down and smear your name. And if you need any assistance or any of my services I am here to lend a hand.

(Source: mirridtheargonian)

Send me something you heard about my characters and I’ll tell you if they are true or not

(Source: never-smileatacrocodile)