Chapter 45: 6: The Windcaller's Horn
Tirdas, 19th of Last Seed, 4E201:
6:20 PM
Darius, Lydia, and Uthgerd walked inside of Vilemyr Inn, to drink and rest the night, for the journey tomorrow.
Opening the door of the Inn, they were hit with silence, people inside looked at them for a moment, and were back to their activities, as they met a lot of pilgrims, so they didn't care, except one.
'What the fuck is that name,' Darius thought looking at the long-haired man who was eyeing him, 'Bassianus Axius?' Darius wanted to laugh reading his name but controlled himself.
They moved to the counter, Lydia sat to the far left, as Uthgerd eagerly sat beside Darius. Darius intrigued at the change, smiled.
Bassianus, sitting to Darius' right, "You sure don't look like a pilgrim. Why even bother coming to Ivarstead?" asked in a condescending tone.
"And you look like a frequent customer of a brothel? Why are you here?" Darius replied, but Bassianus looked more like a pimp to him than anything else, but these people wouldn't know what that is.
Bassianus' eyebrows furrowed, "A rude one, huh?" He scoffed.
"Barely a match for you," Darius said as he turned to the man behind the counter, "Bring us the most expensive beverage you have,"
Wilhelm the Owner of the Inn nodded happily hearing that, 'I thought they were here to cause trouble, Sigh!' He sighed as he moved to the Buttery to grab the most expensive beverage he had, and there were only 3 bottles.
Wilhelm brought the bottles of Black-Briar Mead, "I have only three," Darius read the name and saved one bottle in his inventory, surprising Bassianus and Wilhelm, Darius dropped the 300 gold on the counter.
He looked to his left, Lydia and Uthgerd were looking at him, "Here ladies," As he gestured to the bottles.
Uthgerd with her unusual self asked in a purring voice, "Do you think we are that easy~ you'll get us drunk and have your way with us?" Hearing this Bassianus choked on his drink, Darius ignored him, "Why do you say that?" He asked her.
"Then why only two bottles?" She asked. "Well, I have some other use for that," Darius said, 'The Jarl of Falkreath needs the mead. At least in the game he did,' Darius thought.
"Bring out the third bottle," Uthgerd persisted, "No need, I can have my with you with just two," Darius said, as he fully turned to her, and in a matter of moments his lips were on hers.
Her eyes widened, Darius pulled away, "I think I wouldn't even need the drinks," He said.
Uthgerd balled her hands into a fist throwing it and it landed right into his jaw, which didn't knock him off his chair, the power was enough to do that to an average man.
"Fuck," Darius said grabbing his jaw, Bassianus laughed sitting behind Darius, while Wilhelm pursed his lips to stop himself from bursting into laughter.
"No touching, Remember," Uthgerd said, while her heart was beating frantically, with no sign of calming down.
'You were the one flirting with me this whole time,' He thought.
She grabbed the bottle and started chugging it, stopping when only half was left in it, Ahh! She slammed the bottle on the counter.
Her heart was much calmer than before, Darius took the bottle from her hands and chugged it down, which didn't seem to affect him as much as it was doing to her.
Uthgerd taking it as a challenge, grabbed the second bottle and gulped all of it at once, and the result was as you would expect.
She was now resting in one of the empty rooms, Darius rented for the night, it had two beds.
Darius had laid her on one of the beds and was currently on the table of two with Lydia.
Darius and Lydia were talking when a woman came to their table," Anything I can help you with? A drink or something to eat perhaps?" She asked, while there was a lute hung to her shoulder.
She was a young woman, barely older than 20, with black hair, and average stature, she wore simple farm clothing.
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She was beautiful, Darius smiled, "Are you on the menu?" He asked.
Lydia sighed, "I-I'm only here to sing and serve drinks, milord." She replied.
"Such a shame, anyway, bring us the best meat you have, other than yourself," Darius said, the last sentence only being heard by Lydia.
She nodded and ran to the kitchen, to bring them food. At the same time, Darius and Lydia continued to talk, more of Darius giving a speech, as she was still scared to speak to him, remembering again and again about last night's incident.
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The girl brought them their food, and before she left, "Hey!" Darius called her back, "You know how to play that," He said looking at the Lute, his question brought a smile to her face, "Of course, If you'd like to hear something, it only costs five gold." She said.
"Then play as much as you'd like," The girl nodded and started to play as Lydia and Darius ate, her voice was beautiful.
~~Alduin's wings, they did darken the sky,~~
~~His roar fury's fire, and his scales sharpened scythes.~~
~~Men ran and they cowered, and they fought and---
Darius stopped her, "Can you change the song?" feeling a little weird hearing his arch nemesis' tales being told to him, The girl nodded and began singing "Ragnar the Red,"
~~Oh, there once was a hero named Ragnar the Red,~~
~~Who came riding to Whiterun from old Rorikstead.~~
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Lydia and Darius had finished eating, and Lynly had stopped a long time ago as she was called by Wilhelm to serve drinks to the customers.
Darius told Lydia to go and rest, which she did after being told ten times by Darius.
Now he was alone at the counter, the Anus guy had left, and Darius was in deep thought when he heard the girl talk to Wilhelm about something interesting.
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