Strength and Hunger -TES5 Skyrim Dawnguard-Chaper 7: Walker of OblivionStrength and Hunger -TES5 Skyrim Dawnguard- by Zero-G-Raven
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I was lifeless in my stance, though restless in my onyx eyes. They were fixed upon the Khajiit down the hall, who stood several inches below her statuesque ex-Companion follower and friend. I had not quite seen them apart in years, though rarely did I make it a point to look for them at all. Hestla held such a grudge against me, as Ajira did, for they both had matched me and Celwean in combat. Even those two against at least 5 of us was not enough. To this day, I have no idea how Ajira had become the swiftest, most light footed Kha't I have ever met. She was quite the rival.
However, I had business with her.
Business I took no comfort in.
Surely if I were to ask to borrow the last 14 Daedric Artifacts, she would decline indefinitely. Undoubtedly if I were to even utter unto her even the faintest of words, the long dormant tension between us would burst from it's reclusive hole in the wall, long dusted with Time's remedy of Forgetting. It would whirlw
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Silenced halls were a common thing in this still, stone, starless Castle Volkihar. The many of us meandering in and about the archways. Some working on whatever projects they had to keep themselves busy. Some fed, viciously, tearing into the mortals'...I mean humans' flesh like they hadn't fed in the 70 years I had known them. I could hear it, being there, the blood being squeezed from it's veins. Just a cornered look made my stomach churn. Jolt and yearn for the wonderful blasphemy of drinking it. Though I would not.
Fortunately my attention was diverted from the rolling bellows in my midsection.
Hestla emerged from a hall, complaining about Ajira's sword needing to be repaired again. The only Khajiit here at the vampire castle, Ajira was often on wild ventures for ancient, bizarre treasure that none of us were sure even existed. Definitely the identity of a Thief, no doubt, suitable for the Guild. However...that had not really worked out.
Ajira and I...had