February 11, 2019. Riften, Skyrim
An orc's Last Breath, Journal 1
The shadow of a hag raven's greenish palish white bony ghoulish skeleton of a face and long pointed nose grow larger on the wall, As the flames shown brighter darkening all shadow's and forms.
You shiver as you feel you're naked ass cheeks laying hard against the cold black bottom of a cauldron, You wiggle around a little, Feeling the rusty rope's cut the circulation from you're wrist's.
You try intensely to be silent about escaping from you're strangling rope's of death, A cold sweat break's out on you're frustrated feature's as you glance around for the hag on the loose.
You wiggle around hard trying to break free from the rope's tied around both you're ankles and wrists, You cry out through the dirty brown horse skin rag tied around you're mouth as a gag.
You angrily thrash around in the smelly black cold butt stained cauldron, saliva soaking into the gag.
You stop abruptly as you hear an old woman's deranged kinda demonish Voice, Coming out as growls then going into slight silent cackling.
You go silent, You're eye's almost bugging outta their socket's.
You then hear the shuffled footsteps of the hags smelly corn bunion feet shuffling across the smelly unwashed cobblestone of her house floor, You feel the sense of something watching you... something... watching you're hairy tied up naked body spot goosebump's as you sit in the bottom of a freezing black cauldron.
You're eye's scan the lining of the cauldron, You spot two black beady eyes.
a palish forehead could barely be seen as greasy black tendrils molded to the wrinkling pale forehead of the hagraven, You gulp harshly as the hagraven's eye's travel up and down you're helpless hairy naked body.
You watch as the hagraven's bony finger's lifted a match to her pointed nose, As she set fire to the match, You felt the cauldron steam up against you're goosebumped bumcheek's.
You instantly cried out through the smelly horseskin rag stuffed in you're mouth causing year old molding horsehair's to detach from the rag and slide down you're throat into your system.
The hagraven then preceded's to waltzed off with a bucket, Retrieving murky water from her blessed well, She then preceded to douse you in water, Filling it up to you're neck.
Tear's stream down you're face and mix with the water, "Extra salty... heheheh..." The hagraven wheezed out a cackle after her sentence, As she sprinkles a lil bit of witch's brew along with nutmeg, frogsbreath, and other spice's along you're naked body.
You manage to get the gag outta you're mouth, You screamed and spat in the hagraven's face, One last time outta revenge.
You watched as the hagraven's features went to goblin mode, As the black beady eyes went smaller the nose got longer, More snottier and the smile ever so wider and the teeth more cornish yellow and jagged.
The hagraven screamed in you're face, Causing you to smell her putrid swamp breath as you can't escape the rope's of the cauldron.
"You're gonna wish you never did that..." The old hag coughed out of her prune lipped mouth.
Gag free you plead for mercy, "Please! i'll give you anything, Please don't eat me!" You cry out in high hopes akatosh will save you're watersoaked goosebumped chilly willy bean fart extra tooty frootie extra spice bean oregeno buns.
Silence was the reply from the old hag, You listened in fear, As nothing but silence was near.
You breath a sigh of relief, Knowing that akatosh had heard you're cries of mercy and fled upon you're hairy asscheek's.
You start to sway back and forth, Struggling to do the jitterbug while tied up, when suddenly the cauldron shook as the hagravens corn bunion toe jammed into the side of it.
You scream out in fear,"AAHHH", You Then hear the horrifying scream's of the hagraven "RAAAHH"
A smol ptichfork jam's it's way deep into you're cheese poo infested gut Digging up different size's of gooey pink intestines.
The hagraven hum's happily as she jar's you're intestines and set's them up on a shelf with another whole collection of intestines jared for life.
