#I've wrote essays for university that are shorter than my fanfic chapters

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So, I have updated The Perfect Storm, my Balgruuf/Dragonborn fic on AO3 before my toothache becomes too much, I am terrible when it comes to handling pain.

It's rated E for content yet to come (oh no, is that a bad pun?)

Chapter description: With permission from the Priestess of Kynareth to now leave Whiterun, Elyse decides to go to the cluttered mess of a 'house' which was Lakeview Manor.

Chapter excerpt:

Hearing the rain pelting the ground as they walked, with dirt between cobbled stones gradually turning to mud as the temperatures steadily grew lower through the lack of sunlight and as an earthy smell began to overpower the honey sweetness coming from Honningbrew, was enough to put Elyse’s mind totally at ease. Much of her travels throughout Skyrim had been in similar such conditions, albeit with some places having the rain replaced with snow and a crunch beneath her feet, and it just felt right.

It took little over an hour to reach Riverwood at their steady pace, and though the weather didn’t seem the calmest it had ever been in Skyrim, it certainly wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Business seemed to be moving as usual in the village, with the sound of the sawmill in action and hammering at the forge being like the town’s heartbeat – persistent and unwavering. That led to the decision to continue on to Lakeview Manor, but not without a momentary rest break and diversion into the Sleeping Giant Inn to get a drink and dry off for a few minutes before moving on.

By late morning, Elyse and Lydia had arrived at the house, and it wasn’t a moment too soon – the distant rumbling of thunder echoed through the mountains, soon followed by a flash in the direction of Lake Ilinalta.