#delilah greenleaf plays skyrim

[stabbyapologist]

Delilah Greenleaf listens to the Thieves talk about her.

Velka the Man: Face it, Brynjolf. You, Mercer, Vex...You're the last of a dying breed.

Brynjolf: Really?

*turns to see her standing behind him*

Brynjolf: What do you call that then?

[stabbyapologist]

Before Starting any Major Questline

Faendal: We've been hunting in Whiterun Plains for five days now. Selling stuff, buying stuff, selling stuff, buying stuff. No real quests—

Delilah: *notching an arrow* What's your point?

Faendal: *smiles* No point. I kind of like it, better than chopping wood at Riverwood.

Delilah: *shoots down three deer* That's what I thought.

[stabbyapologist]

Hadvar: Why do you keep crouching and hitting me? We got to get out here. I know you fucking heard me say to look in one of those chests—

Delilah: Yeah, yeah, and see if they have any armor for me, shut up.

*Sneak: 50... One-handed: 30...*

Hadvar: So I'm just supposed to take it?

Delilah: You almost killed me. The least you can do is give me a head start.

[stabbyapologist]

Mallus Maccius

Mallus: Information, information, information. Delilah, are you listening to me?

Delilah: Yeah. I'd tap that.

Mallus: What?

Delilah: What?

Mallus: Anyway... Pleasure doing business with you.

Delilah: Oh, no, believe me. The pleasure is all mine. Could be both of ours.

Mallus: What?

Delilah: 😚

My thief likes him. My thief likes him a lot.