Ameriale - A Skyrim Fanfiction

Weilah is a young wood elf who lived in the beautiful little village of Riverwood where she was raised by the town's Inn-keepers, Delphine and Orgnar. One day, Delphine sits Weilah down to explain the truth about her mother which includes a lot of the unknown.
With the gathered information, Weilah journeys out to search for her mother who may be able to explain to Weilah her true purpose in life. But the travels in Skyrim will not be easy for the small bosmer.
Will Weilah ever find her birth-mother, and will she discover her true destiny?

PREVIEW:
Weilah jumped off the wood chair and tossed herself into Farkas's lap, tipping the chair backwards that he was sitting on. The flame of the candle blown away by the sudden shift of the air, dimming the room to almost black. A loud snap of the wood chair breaking, while the sound of metal armor crashed into the stone floor. Weilah's arms wrapped around his shoulders romantically. They both stared into each others' eyes as their lips magnetized until they met. Farkas's body became very warm, just as it does when he is in wolf form. Weilah caressed his hairy face, then she felt his teeth nibble her bottom lip gently. Thick breathing filled the room. Her lower stomach started to tingle as Farkas slowly combed his large fingers through her hair at the scalp, then tugged her gold locks gently. Weilah let out a heavy sigh.

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