#fic:sivaas

[hircines-hunter]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @firefly-factory ! Thank you!!! ✨❤️ I’m having decision paralysis soooo idk what to share really…. It’s not that I don’t have stuff to share… I just want some things to not…. Be shared yet lol! 😂 but I eventually decided! Why not share Estinan? It’s not Sifkni, but she is a werewolf! She knows Sifkni very well too! And eventually she’ll be all gross with Brynjolf!

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And anyone else that wants to join! Feel free to tag me please!!! Whether it’s art or writing or crafts!

Brynjolf watched as Estinan slid down the ladder and walked over to her bed. He looked away briefly when she started changing her clothing. He saw a large healing wound on her shoulder. He sucked in air. His eyes wandered to her other scars across her back. She turned abruptly. His eyes locked with her amber ones. She flashed him a smile and turned back to her small dresser, pulling out a clean tunic. Brynjolf walked over after finishing the bottle of Black-Briar mead. “Did something happen, lass? Maven isn’t upset, is she?”

Estinan turned as she put on the tunic. “I’m alive?” She laughed with a wide grin. “There was some hermit living under the Meadery. Tried to kill me. I’m fine.”

Brynjolf took a step closer and moved the collar of her tunic. He looked at the wound. “Magic?” He also noticed the bruises on her neck.

“Ice spike. I’m fine.” Estinan moved away and readjusted her tunic to cover her wound. She fixed her hair, trying to cover the bruises. She turned back to Brynjolf. “Do I get to keep what Maven gave me?”

Brynjolf looked at her. “What did she give you?”

“Dagger. Enchanted.” She flipped the blade and showed him.

Brynjolf looked at the ornate dagger. Maven must’ve liked her to give her payment outside of what she normally would. She did work fast. And efficiently. Maybe she would be the one to fix the mess they were in. “Aye, you can keep it. Maven will pay the guild for your work. You’ll get your cut when that happens. Maybe later tonight or tomorrow.”

Estinan smiled and placed the dagger back into its sheath. She then placed the blade into her boot as she took them off. Estinan sat on the bed and leaned back, looking up at Brynjolf. “Now, unless you want to join me in my bed, I am rather exhausted.” She smirked as she watched his reaction. A slight twitch at his lips. He fidgeted with his hands. His heart thudded against his chest.

Brynjolf smiled a bit and he looked at the bed. “It’s a little small to share, lass.” He chuckled. “I will let you sleep then. Good night, lass.” Brynjolf turned and left.

Estinan stood up to remove her pants. She climbed back into the bed and pulled the scratchy blanket up to her shoulders. Oh, she would need to get new bedding for herself.

[hircines-hunter]

Sivaas Chapter 4

Preview

Estinan opened her eyes. A nightmare? She felt a cold sweat drip down her face. She was too old for those. She felt a pain in her shoulder. Her old injury. She sat up and rubbed at the old wound, feeling the built-up scar tissue. From the injury. The infection that raged afterward. She cursed as she felt her skin ripple. She knew the Twins would be full soon. She would need to leave after talking with Maven.