Dragonborn Rising Ch. 02

"Aye. Is everyone like that?"

"Thankfully, no. But Rolff and Argrenor do like to get drunk and hurl abuse." She smiled and held out a hand. "Suvaris Atheron. Pleasure."

"Ragnar. I'm actually here from Riften."

"And what brings you to Windhelm?"

"Work, but it's rather late, so I was just going to find a place to sleep."

"Try Candlehearth Hall. Come, I'll escort you."

As we walked together, she told me a little of the problems the Dunmer were having. They had been invited into Windhelm after her people had fled their homeland, but they had been treated badly since arriving. They lived in what was basically a slum area, and apparently Ulfric did not lift a finger to at least try and alleviate some of their problems. It was rather depressing. I thought my people would be better than that. I thought all Nords at least had some sort of honour. Might sound funny saying that, considering I was a thief, but as I'd told Brynjolf, honour among thieves.

Suvaris thanked me for stepping in to help her, suggesting that maybe they'd have a peaceful night for once. Leaving me to enter the inn alone, I quickly grabbed a spare room, had an ale and a meal, and asked a few questions about what was happening in Windhelm. Most spoke of the civil war taking place and the stalemate currently between the Stormcloaks and Empire. Asking after Torsten Cruel-Sea, I was given directions to his house, and I decided I'd go there first thing in the morning.

I didn't go to bed alone. While enjoying my second drink, I found myself talking to and eventually flirting with a rather attractive woman named Susanna. If I thought Haelga was rather upfront about what she liked, Susanna was something else entirely, quickly suggesting she found me rather handsome among other things. We must have talked no longer than half an hour before she invited herself up to my room, stating she just wanted a good hard fuck before going home.

I was left wondering if she was a working girl once I'd emptied myself inside her and she immediately got up and dressed. Instead, all she did was kiss me, thank me for a good time, then headed out the door. I couldn't help laugh to myself as I slowly drifted off to sleep.