Winter's Night

Yosa'Min leaned in towards Mjoll's face, her eyes darkening as she drew closer. Mjoll looked up at her, and leaned back onto the bed. Yosa'Min smiled, deviously almost, and placed a hand on the bed to support herself. "You know, I could think of a few ways to entertain you while you wait around and heal..." She whispered into Mjoll's ear, giving her a hungry gaze. The Nord stiffened, almost as if she didn't dare let herself think of what it might be that the Redguard meant.
"Yosa?" She inquired, a hand working its way to push against the advancing woman's shoulder. "What are you doing?" Mjoll questioned, her breath starting to hitch as a hand caressed her face. "Yosa!"
The Redguard looked at the Nord with amusement, her face leaning in so far as to touch noses with Mjoll's. "Why don't you roll over, I'll take care of that soreness you've probably worked up after all the battling you've done lately." She watched Mjoll relax underneath her, and flip over onto her stomach.

"Good, I might as well go see how Mjoll is doing." Sanaria said as she got up.
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"I want to go check up on Mjoll, it is partly my fault that she got hurt, Lydia said as she moved to go to the womens room.

Mjoll let out a small moan of pleasure as a knot in her back was worked out, Yosa'Min's deft hands easily massaging the kinks in her muscles until they were gone. Her skin felt like it was on fire as the woman, who was currently straddling her from behind, moved her hands along her bare back. "You seriously haven't had much time to relax have you?" Yosa'Min observed, noting a vast amount of kinks and knots. She began to work at Mjoll's lower back, tucking away a few thoughts that fluttered up in her mind. The Nord nuzzled her face into the pillow, eyes lidded with pleasure and opened her mouth in a silent gasp as a bone popped into place.
"Divines that feels good." She muttered into the pillow, fingers curling around the sheets beneath her.

Mjoll became a bright red at the entrance of other people into the room, and struggled to answer. Yosa'Min however, was quick to respond. "Oh, you don't have to leave." She said with a grin, it always amused her how shy the Nords could be about some things. "How is Darvis feeling? Awake yet?" She questioned, hands still rubbing into the pale Nord's back, getting another small moan of pleasure as her hands worked their magic.

"That's good, and she said the pain's stopped in her legs. I'll have her walk on it in a bit. After I work out all the- Divines your tense here!" Yosa'Min's train of thought changed as she hit a an especially knotted spot on her back. Mjoll gave a cringe at the pain as Yosa'Min quickly set to work upon it. "After I'm finished here she'll get to walking a bit. Nothing too strenuous." Her hands became swift as she continued.

"Hello Larin." Sanaria said with a small amount of surprise. "What are you doing here?" She asked.
"Yes, I have urgent news," He said as the smile disappeared from his face, "There have been strange cases of people disappearing from the holds, all over Skyrim, someone will be in his house one minute and the next they will be gone." He continued.
"How did you learn this?" Sanaria asked.
"Off of traders and travelers." Larin said.

Lydia looked at Sanaria and then Larin, then she turned to Gavyn, "What do you think?" She asked.
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"Where is Darvis?" Larin asked.
"The great lout got himself hurt in the stupidest of ways."
"I am sorry to hear that."
"Well, I have to go talk to Darvis now about this." Sanaria said as she walked toward Darvis's room.

"I've got some news, apparantly people are disappearing from their homes, with no prior warning, what could it mean?" She said as she sat down by his bed.
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"Yes, I guess your right." She said simply.