Premise: A group of hardy mead drinkers go on an quest to go to every inn in skyrim to drink the best mead thay have!

Setting: It will take place in Skyrim Elder Scrolls: V timeline, with dragons and all!

Tone: Funny, with little seriousness.

Character Rules: Can be any choosable race in Skyrim, All I require is ther gender and hair color, if you whant to gointo more detaile you can.

Posting Rules: You can right a minimum of one sentance, and if you whant to talk in drunk bable you must put what you are saying in quotation marks under what you say so we can all under stand.

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Stop List

Turn Order: 1. Vul Do Qah

                    2.Yolsunvaar

                    3.

                    4.

                    5.

I'll start this with my adventurer first.

Ragdon, a strong nordic man with fist of steel and, as most who know him, drinks to much. He has long brown hair and a beard and always wears fur armor, beacuse leather bothers his... um... man parts, so to speak. He is about to start the Drunk Man's Trail when someone comes up behind him.

Kaldmit comes up behind the nord. His pitch black eyes glimmer in the firelight, he has scales black as the night sky with no moons. He then reaches out and puts a hand on the nord's shoulder.

Ragdon, jumps when kladmit touches his shoulder and turns around, he studys at him for a moment, then says "Vis Zu'u hiif hi voth atruk? Uv los hi het wah aav dii nau trail?"

Kaldmit smiled his fanged smile when he saw Ragdon jumped. "Zu'u would med wah aav hi." he said in his deep, growly voice.

Suprised any one would go with him, he shuk Kladmit's hand and asked."Pruzah, waan hi los wah aav zey ruz fun zey hi faan hinmaar pruzah braan."

Kaldmit motioned toward the door. "Zu'u lost osos-fin wah show hi." and started walking toward the door, his tail swaying as he walked.

Intrestaed he whent whith Kladmit and grabed a little mead on the way.

Kaldmit looked left and right before entering the forest in front of him. When he was sure no-one had followed them, he turned and faced Ragdon. He smiled and began to change. First his hands became paws and his legs reversed and became dragon legs. Next black wings tore his robe and spread wide. Then his tail and neck grew longer, a mane grew around his horn mohawk covering it in thick black hair, his tail grew a tuft of black fur on the tip, and he grew fuzzy ears. Finally he began to grow to his full size and he was so big, he could bend his head down and swallow Ragdon whole without choking if he wanted. Lastly, the Oblivion symbol glowed orange on his chest then the light died out. Kaldmit was still smiling and he looked down at Ragdon.

Already drunk out of his mind, Ragdon just stares at Kladmit. Then a look of realization spreads across his face. Then he sneezes.

Kaldmit layed down in front of Ragdon. "Kogaan hi." he says with a snicker.

"Nox hi" Ragdon says while wiping his nose. "Ful, hi tul hind wah aav zey nau trail do drunkenness?"

Kaldmit nodded his head. "Bek."

"Pruzah, ruz vos kos nau un ven, ahk dreh ni vodahmaan tol hi frolok med dovah." *Hicup* "Joriin dreh ni dovah."

Kaldmit laughed as Ragdon hiccuped in the middle of his sentence. In all the millenia he had lived, he never heard that sound before.

"Hi lorot tolro moorus? Hi fend koraav fod Zu'u really ofaal teivo." Said Ragdon as he walked out into the open.