(Leonidas and Serana go to the bannered mare in Whiterun for a drink)
Leonidas: Here we are. The bannered mare. It has the best Cyrodiilic brandy in all of Skyrim
Serana: I'll keep that in mind
Nazeem: Can I buy you a drink, darling? You're making me... unseasonably warm
Serana: Ha! Not going to happen. Ever
Nazeem: I will make it worth your while. I know what Dibella's women will do for a few coins
Serana: I'm not talking with you about this any more
Nazeem: Just let me put your adoring face to use, and I'll give you the most succulent meat to ever cross your lips. I promise you
Serana: That's not something you'd want. Get lost
Nazeem: Ha! I hear more threatening words from my wife. Do you even get to the cloud district very often? Oh, what am I saying? Of course you don't
Serana: Don't care. Bye
Nazeem: I'll teach you to talk to me that way!
(Nazeem backhands Serana)
Leonidas: (You have hereby forfeited your life privileges)
(Leonidas casts soul trap on Nazeem and walks right up to him)
Nazeem: (I'm in danger)
(Nazeem look up at Leonidas, who is taller and bulkier, and he immediately starts quivering in fear)
(Leonidas punches Nazeem full force, and he goes flying off into the distance. All you hear far away is a body hitting the ground, and a cloud of dirt emerges from the valley below whiterun)
Serana: I could have handled him
Leonidas: Sorry. Been wanting to do that for a while
(Leonidas and Serana go inside the bannered mare)
Ysolda: If you two need any drinks, just holler
Serana: What do you have on the menu?
Ysolda: Have you tried the wine? It's better than anything in the blue palace
Serana: You have fine wine? I wasn't expecting that, but ok. What do you think? Something fancy, or something casual?
Leonidas: Anything works for me, really
Serana: Yeah, but I have no idea what to get. I was hoping you'd have a suggestion
Leonidas: Well, the war against the Thalmor has been going really well, Alduin is defeated, the dragon menace is mostly under control, and we just defeated the vampire clan, so it seems appropriate to celebrate. Maybe something fancy?
Serana: Touche. Ysolda. Some wine, please. Spiced
Ysolda: Feeling adventurous, are we? That'll be 30 septims
Leonidas: I've got it
(Leonidas reches into his coin bag, but Serana puts her hand over it)
Serana: No. Let me
Leonidas: Hmm... How about we each pay 15 septims?
Serana: Alright
(After Ysolda gets the septims, she gives Leonidas and Serana some spiced wine)
(Leonidas pours himself and Serana each a cup of spiced wine)
Leonidas/Serana: Cheers
Serana: To everything you've done for me. And for the world
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Just a Skyrim fanfic: Extended cut
FanfictionThere is one they fear. In their tongue is "dovahkiin". Dragonborn. FUS RO DAH! I own none of the art or music featured I do not own Skyrim
