Arngeirr spun to see a woodelf crouched on a piece of crumbling rock that once was a strut holding up the tower, weilding an ebony bow ready to fire her arrow at Arngeirr as a banded iron clad red-guard wielding dual scimitars advanced on Arngeirr and a Leather clad Khajiit assassin flanked him on his right as he faced the tower. He had her sent. Milf porn Reading himself for combat Arngeirr advanced on the Red-guard and swung his blade in a wide arc in front of himself. As he broke through the Tree line he breathed deeply inhaling the fresh air, it was so different here than it was in the cities, here you could find peace. As the morning wind blew through the trees Arngeirr ran his hand through his golden hair and approached Lake Llinalta. The Elder Scrolls I : Rise of the Sword-Runners
Arngeirr was crouching close to the forest floor as he skulked along the trail, stalking his prey.
