Skald

I leaned back against the backboard of the bed, smirking to myself as I sipped on a wooden cup filled with wine, two slimy tongues lapping at my cock and cleaning it of the semen I had ejaculated a few minutes ago.

Rayya and Abelone were laying between my legs, the dark skinned warrior and pale skinned maid doing their jobs properly as they attended to my lust, sucking on my balls and licking my cock clean.

Abelone had just come out of Thoring's room, having gotten back into the man's bed as she started selling herself for coin; apparently the owner of the Inn had caught her blowing three people behind the Inn, and he dragged her inside and pounded her pussy for an hour, finally getting off using someone besides his own daughter.

After a long night of indulging, I was awakened by the two of them, so I decided to give them their rewards before making my way to Brina's, where I would tell the Legate that the city was free from Daedric Influence, and that we could begin dethroning Skald.

The news should be spreading around town soon about not only the first peaceful night in months, but also that Skald was dealing with the Blood Horkers, so after serving my Thrall and my maid something to drink, I got dressed and left the Inn, Abelone going back to what she was doing earlier and leaving Rayya and I to begin our own plans.

My Thrall joined me as we approached the Legate's house, knocking on the door and entered after Horik answered it, letting us in.

Brina lounged in front of her fireplace, a glass of liquor already in her hands as she grinned, sipping on it.

Hearing us enter, she turned back and grinned more, her gray hairs and slightly wrinkled features not as pronounced as before.

"Haha~! You did it, Jeleia! After so long, I finally had a full nights rest! And I assume you have 'proof' of this excursion into Nightcaller Temple? Something to get the townspeople under our banner?"

I grinned back at her, clasping her hand as she beamed at me, saying "Sort of. Erandur can swear to Mara about what happened, and I don't think anyone would doubt the swear of a Priest. Besides that, Rayya here told me that Skald really does have some shady practices..."

Her grin widened even more, and her eyes sparkled as she drained her glass, beckoning at Horik.

"This is good! Good! We can finally move Dawnstar into the right direction! One where we can hold our heads high and be proud of our home! Isn't that right Horik?"

"Aye, Legate! It's been too long..."

She nodded, before smirking at me as she snaked her arm around my waist, gesturing towards the windows that let the pale light of the sun through.

"It's not a prosperous land by any means, but we have a lot to offer to Skyrim. And now, Jeleia, we can begin to provide for our home... I was thinking too, who I would want to grant the title 'Thane' too, and only one person came to mind..."

Fixing her blue eyes on me, the woman smirked as she asked "Will you take the position as Thane of Dawnstar, Jeleia? I don't need you to remain in court; I understand you're a Companion, so you can't remain forever, but would you take it?"

Brina let her hand trail lower, the Imperial smirking as she began to grope my ass, her arousal obvious as she stood beside me - still hiding it from Horik, who was gathering some things from a chest.

"Mm~ I think I'd be honored, 'Jarl Brina'~!"

Those blue eyes sparkled as she nodded, and she leaned closer as she whispered "I like the way that sounded on your tongue, my Thane... Would you be interested in some more 'training' once this is all over? Let this old woman teach you a few things?"

"I'd love that, Jarl Brina... teach me more about how to wield a sword..."

"Good... Perhaps we can see how your own technique fares? But that's for later..."

Pulling away, she released me and approached the door, saying "Horik, come. Let's see that old bag of bones and get him dethroned... It's time this city was run by the people, for the people. Like it should have been..."

With those very patriotic words spoken, Brina left the house and made her way to the Jarl's Longhouse, Horik in tow.

I held back a chuckle as I followed them, looking towards the wooden structure that was already surrounded by people, all of whom were muttering to one another.

Huh...

This is the second time I've seen this type of thing, isn't it?

Once in Falkreath, now again here?

Cool...

As we approached the growing mob of people, the door opened and revealed the elderly Skald, the ruler of Dawnstar who was dressed in a lavish blue silk robe and wearing a black bear pelt over his shoulders, protecting him from the cold.

"What's all this hubbub about?! What are all you people doing outside my door?!"

"You traitor!"

"Consorting with the pirates?! Pathetic!"

"I always knew you were up to no good, you old fart!"

Skald looked around the area with a confused expression, before his eyes landed on the guards.

"Guards! Clear out this... this... this mob! Arrest them!"

"Guards! Stand down!"

Not even a moment later Brina strode forwards, the city folk quieting down as they stared at her.

"Brina!? Is this your doing, you traitorous, Imperial bitch?!"

Scoffing, she rolled her eyes before shouting "How was everyone's sleep last night?! I don't know about the rest of you, but I got myself a full eight hours rest! Uninterrupted!"

People nodded, murmuring as they grew curious on where this was going.

Glaring at Skald, she continued to shout, speaking over the elderly man.

"Up in Nightcaller Temple, thanks to Priest Erandur's warning, I contacted the Companions to help our city with this problem! A nefarious cult of Daedric Worshippers had found themselves 'easy prey'! Us! I had advised Skald to muster up some troops, from anywhere, to help our people! Do you know what he said?!"

She looked around, and everyone shook their heads, before gasping and sneering as they turned towards Skald.

"It's just the Empire's work... It's the Empire's fault... There's nothing wrong in this city! Nothing happening! No need to worry! This senile old fool believed that the Empire had placed a hex on us! US! For what?! No, I KNOW that to be a lie! I may not be a Nord, but I listen to the Divines just like the rest of you! I listened to the Priest of Mara who warned me of the evil lurking just over the hills! I listened to his words, so that we might be free to live like normal mortals once more!"

"Really?"

"This civil war again..."

"Is he an idiot?!"

People murmured to one another, fueled by Brina's words and their own emotions, glaring at the old man.

"Then I learnt - just like the rest of you - that Skald had been dealing with the Blood Horkers! The same pirate scum who have kidnapped our fellow citizens! Killed us, stole from us! He was lining his pockets with your gold! He is a traitor!"

The Guards looked around, confused, before one of them approached Brina, unsheathing his sword.

The crowd went silent, before Skald began to laugh.

"HAHA~! Brina, it's over for you now, you-"

Yet, he was silenced as the Guard knelt, his voice filling the silence as he said "Lady Brina, what are your orders? What shall we, the Guard, do to help our people? To do as we swore when we donned the colors of Dawnstar?"

The other Guards all nodded, kneeling towards the Legate, who smirked as she looked towards Skald.

"Lock Skald away in the dungeon. Keep him under surveillance. The Blood Horkers will be back for their man... In the meantime, everyone! We need to prepare. Now that we have our rest back, let us put aside our differences and unite as one people again! There are threats beyond our walls that need to be dealt with! So that we might survive, and eventually thrive!"

The people cheered as the Guard grabbed Skald, the old man shocked silent as he was pulled away, all while Bulfrek grinned maliciously in the crowd.

Looking towards Rayya, I smirked as I whispered "How easy was that? We have our own preparations to make though... I want this city for myself."