One night in Bruma.

When the dark elf awoke she was in the cell, the smell of moldy hay bedding and unwashed human filled the air. Her head hurt like she'd be cracked over the head by an Orc. She steadied her head as she tried to focus her vision. The cell was dark and dank, broken stone walls that leaked water from every crack. Mud floors that had two straw bedrolls laid out for the prisioners. There was an old mug that was originally used for water, but god knows what it was used for now. A little candle flickered in the corner. Immideitly she thought of setting the bed on fire and using it as an escape when people came to put it out. Yet this was Bruma, and they would probably rather see her burn.

It wasn't untill she looked behind her did she see a man, He was 6'2 and 200lbs of pure manly muscle. His shirt was off and his body looked to be carved from stone. The burlap trousers loosily hung past his hips, showing his manly torso off against the candlelight. He was in the corner, standing against the wall watching her. He had piercing green eyes, They looked like the soft green moss of back home that she use to sleep in when she was a child. His hair was a chestnut brown with red highlights running through it, the length came to his shoulders and it framed his squared jaw nicely. He was the Nord of Nords. He was a god. She'd never seen such tanned skin on a Nord either, he was bronzed like the sailors of Anvil. She stood up to look him eye to eye, but she could never have reached his height. Her red eyes looked the man up and down. She'd never been so attracted to a mear human before.

Before she was aloud to speak he nodded and told her to sit down before she hurt herself. She did as she was told, she briefly thought back to the prision master and his harrasment to her. "Don't be worrying about him, he's just lonely... and hes scared shitless of me. Which is probably why he through you in here, thinking I would do something to a pretty lil' Dunmer like yourself" he said with a smile. It's a good thing he had told her to sit because that smile nearly made her knees give out. She looked at him. "Jorundr I presume?" She said smiling right back. "Town's been talking I take it?" He said with a chuckle. "And how is that cunt Arnora? She left town yet?" he said as the smile disapeared off of his face. "Acctually no, and thats why I'm here... I won't beat around the bush, Arnora got me sent in here to get you to tell me where the treasure is." she basically hissed the words. "The bitch called the guards and got me thrown in here!" Vivika was rather pissed at what had happened, sure she had broken in her house, but seriously that was a bit of an over reaction she thought.

Jorundr stared at the Dunmer. She was the more incredible thing he had ever seen, Her hair was like moonrays, her skin was like the shadows on an ice glacier. Her eyes, oh her eyes, they were like the rubies in the Count of Bruma's ring. Her curves were to drool over. Little could be seen in the baggy ragged clothes, but while she was unconsious he was imagining the thing this vixen would do to him. "I told you she was a cunt" he said with a smile. "She framed me and got me stuck in here aswell, She was the front runner of the whole thing. When I knew she was going to fold and leave me holding the bag, I hid the treasure and she is out of luck now." She walked over and kneed beside her. "If I tell you what do I get out of it?" he said looking at her face where she had been slapped. "What exactly is it you would want from me?" she said seeing that fire in his eyes that she got when she was so close to the ultimate heist. "I want you to kill Arnora" he said catching her off guard. "Kill her? and how could I proove that to you, besides I apperantly already tried to do that" "She always wears this necklace around her neck, never takes it off. You bring me that and I will tell you" he said placing a hand on her knee. The touch of his calused hands was suprisingly soft. Giant warm hands from the Nord sent a jolt of sensation up her leg to her spine.

"Her life for the treasure? I see no reason why not, now that shes got me thrown in here I might have to teach her a lesson" Vivika smiled as she ran a finger down Jorundr's smooth chest. "You're rather fetching for a Nord" she said getting rather close to his face. He smiled and moved the hand on her knee up to her hip, it was no secert they were both attracted to eachother. She moved her dark fingers up his colarbone to his neck and brought him in close, pushing her soft lips to his. He grabed her by the waist and pulled her in to him embrassing the kiss from this mysterious dark elf, who was the most seductive creature he'd ever seen.

Jorundr