Magical Sailor Fuku

"Unless you have any objections, yes," she replied. "It's the fastest way, if memory serves. I also find it funnily ironic, don't you?" She smiled.

Malak didn't.

"Mm... I guess," she replied, a little unsure what to think about Dragon Bridge. She had heard that some of the Brotherhood's most hated enemies set up post in the nearby village of the same name, but surely she and Malak wouldn't be recognized.

Instead of worrying, Rath/Robin just kept walking. Her new armor felt comfortable and kept her pretty warm, too.

The Dragonborn glanced back for a moment at Robin, but said nothing. As she walked, she kept glancing up at the sky, as if expecting something to drop out of it and strike her on the head at any moment.

Malak stepped closer to Robin and whispered, "Are you sure? Not far is a village filled to the brim with enemies of the... our former employers. Shouldn't we try to convince her to let us go around the long way?"

"But do you think they'll recognize us?" Robin asked, crossing her arms, keeping a close eye on the Dragonborn to check for signs of eavesdropping.

The Dragonborn neither slowed her step, nor turned to look at them. She seemed quite intent on the sky.

Malak paused. "... Probably not. And I don't know how we would convince her anyway, since she seems to want to get to Solitude quickly..."

"I'm sure we'll be fine," Robin whispered, as a sudden cool breeze rolled by. The elf shivered and hugged herself to preserve body heat, remembering how not so long ago the cold didn't bother her. A disappointed sigh escaped her lungs, but she decided to keep moving regardless of her problems.

(( Want to do a time skip to Solitude? Or were you planning on introducing something along the way? ))

(We can skip if you want.)

((Let's go ahead and skip.

And I finally got Dawnguard. ))

(Just in time for Hearthfire. )