JoS/Kanna/6th Journal - Undercover

Hearthfire, 20th, 3E 427

Not too much writing in the past two weeks with me being busy absorbing all the knowledge I could muster from my new seniors. It's mostly just focused to how to handle daggers and swords, as there's no dedicated trainer for arcane arts here. M'raaj-Dar knows some useful spells, but not in the schools I'm good at. Besides, he's not present anyway, so… Yeah…

Apart from that, I've been helping where I can, mostly cleaning and cooking. Everyone here loves my food, or at least they say they do. Sure, I love my own food, but maybe I'm just being biased. Maybe they're being genuine, or maybe they're just being kind. I'm starting to also get interested in Alchemy. I wonder if I could overcome some of my shortcomings in terms of more difficult schools of magic with poisons and such? That would be cool. Could I even be good at that? My sense of smell and taste are great, which translate well into cooking, but does that logic work for Alchemy? Doesn't hurt to try.

For training Conjuration I've had to rely exclusively on books, and I've tried two summon spells already. I can bind a ghost to my will, which isn't anything special. They're amongst the most obedient servants you can summon, but also weak. They can only cast weak spells, which is fine enough. I can see them being useful in some situations. Not much to go in there.

Then, I received a little calling when figuring out what kind of weak, lesser daedra to summon. Dealing with them is much more dangerous, but I thought it might be fun to take that first step regardless of any possible dangers and summoned a Scamp and bound it to my will. They're characterized as small and dumb, but also as vermin, but the one I had the pleasure of summoning is all but dumb. In fact, he was a pesky prankster, and also a pervert to a fault.

This scrawny little pink-skinned, black-eyed, hairy legged bugger with massive rat ears, standing at roughly same height as me, couldn't utter a word, but he seemed excited about being summoned by someone. What did he see in me, I wasn't sure at first. He seemed strangely obedient, did almost anything I asked of him. I got tired of watching him run naked though, so I gave him shorts to wear.

He almost got himself killed when Gogron wanted to slice him in two with a battle axe, only to apologize later dearly to me when I got mad at him for bullying my minion. That little scamp hugged me as a form of thanks, so I've gotten a friend of out him. I decided to name him "Snoopy". If I ever need scamp's services, I'll summon Snoopy.

Of course, if that was the end of that story, it would be awfully boring, now wouldn't it? Being a trickster is in scamp's nature, so of course Snoopy played a prank on me for the high crime of taking a bath. That little bastard took all my clothes and blankets, carrying them away from my room, hiding them all across sanctuary, probably thinking it would be funny. Did any of the members even think about the possibility of questioning what my newly acquired little minion was up to? Nope!

When I finally got out from the bath and figured out what he had done, going to my closet to find even my spares and laundry being hidden from me, he snuck up on me and placed his palms on my chest while joking about how there was nothing to squeeze, all while also dry humping his hip against my butt. I could feel his penis pocking through the clothes, and obviously I got mad at him, scolding him for daring to be such a pervert and for defying his mistress. Of course, now that I had showed vulnerability, he wasn't going to respond to anything I told him to do. In fact, the sight of my naked body just made him want to shag me, and he was not going to stop without trying.

That little bastard put his fingers on top of my crotch and started rubbing me furiously, as I felt a strong rush run up my spine and my entire body. My legs felt weak and I couldn't muster any strength to resist. I tried to punch and push him away, but he took hold of my hands too, and pushed my face inside the open closet. I wondered if I should scream for help? I didn't want to be seen in such an embarrassing position, so I yielded to his will, hoping he would be satisfied after having his bit of fun.

I then realized he had displaced his pants, and that scamp cock was poking me straight between my thighs. He stopped me from uttering a word in response by placing his hand over my mouth, as he took me standing up and stuck that cock of his into me. I never put it besides him to try to do that, but it did shock me a little at the time, not that I could do anything about it. He started thrusting so vigorously from the get-go, probably excited beyond any reason about raping a human. The whole situation just drained my strength away completely, and before I knew it, he pushed me to the ground, still shagging my pussy from behind.

Instead of holding me by my hip or waist, he grabbed onto my wrists and pushed them down while continuing to pump deep into me. What's the most confusing about the whole thing was that any human would've surely cummed by now, but he just continued slapping against my butt. My body just couldn't handle being treated like that, and he unbelievably made me come. Hard. All of it was just further encouragement for him. I mean, his rape victim was feeling pleasure, so he obviously understood that as consent. I wasn't making a convincing argument either to be honest, as I was way past the point of telling him to stop. All I could do was wait for him to be done.

Eventually, he was. I can't believe the first daedra I ever bound to this mortal word nutted inside me. He came so much too, and my pussy was left aching, wet and satisfied, sticky with his white goo. His afterglow allowed me a moment to banish him back to Oblivion to wander the Deadlands, but that didn't change the fact that I was going to need another bath.

As a sidenote, I did summon him later to force him to apologize and warned him to never do it again, unless he wants to be trapped inside a Soul Gem. An idle threat, considering that I lack training in Mysticism, but whatever, he doesn't need to know that. With weapons at my hands, he seemed to take me more seriously. "I can find myself a new Snoopy", I just said while I pointed the dagger at him. "Do as you're told from now on, or you'll regret it". I think he understood that I'm not to be messed with, no matter how weak and defenseless I may seem at times.

Retrieving my clothes was easy enough, as he hadn't gotten them very far. Didn't have to worry about anyone catching me sneaking around naked like some pervert. Snoopy had delivered my panties to Teinaava, which I have to say was a little embarrassing! He joked about me not being able to control my little pet, but also said he's rooting for me to get better. "Not every nine-year-old girl can summon and control a lesser daedra", he said.

Summon, yes. Control? Still debatable. I'll get better, and I think I'll stick to scamps. No way in Oblivion I could handle anything more powerful than that yet.

Anyway, I'm getting tired of not receiving any news, but I have to be patient. Communication between regions can be slow after all.

Hearthfire, 23rd, 3E 427

Finally, some amazing news. Telaendril has found my brother, but my excitement is on temporary hold, because it seems that I won't be able to reunite with him quite just yet. M'raaj-Dar came to me and being grumpy as ever, commenting on how this was the most pointless and annoying mission he's ever had the displeasure of partaking it, and told me that I have someone to meet. This someone wasn't Karim, but instead someone that Karim had send in his stead. Karim can't leave Morrowind, which is understandable, if what the girl I met told is true. He's been given a second chance despite his past crimes, which is amazing, but that doesn't mean he's been forgiven completely. In order for me to meet him, I need to go to Morrowind.

So, the girl I met is a girl I've already met in the past, in that very same prison. Her name is Aliya, and by coincidence, her and Karim have met in Morrowind, becoming friends. Thanks to Aliya, Karim learned where I was, and now it's thanks to her that I'll be able to reunite with him. That's one unlikely coincidence after another!

We only talked briefly, as I had to return to sanctuary to pack things before I leave tomorrow. She obviously can't enter or even find out about where this sanctuary is, as she's not a member. She also isn't too interested in being a member, saying she doesn't like murdering people. It's not a moral problem, but rather a personal one, and she said she won't judge us for our "profession" of choice, being happy to be a friend and an ally.

That brings me to what I've talked with Lucien, which could be either good or bad. He said, that since I'm leaving, I should look into doing work on Vvardenfell, but also warned that I need to be very, very careful. The local leader and Lucien's fellow Speaker Severa Magia is known to ally herself with some people that even the Dark Brotherhood here in Cyrodiil has reservations about. Their hideout is actually in a daedric ruin named Ald Sotha, and it's a shrine devoted to Mehrunes Dagon, so yeah, they're allied with "Dagonists". Everyone in Cyrodiil trusts her judgment though, although they are quite open with their suspicions about her allies of choice. Lucien can't really comment on what kind of work I'll be doing there, but said that it'll probably be alright.

Tomorrow's going to be a big day, as I'm going to have a long journey ahead of me with Aliya. She already knows how we can get to that island, and said that we have to "smuggle" ourselves in since there aren't many legal ways to enter. I'm excited to learn more about her, and she already said that she shares the sentiment.

Hearthfire, 25th, 3E 427

Long two-day journey is behind us. First, we crossed the Valus Mountains to Kragenmoor, where we spent a night, and then we rode a long road through Stonefalls, a forested and mountainous volcanic region on the shores of the inner sea. Unfortunately we missed the boat we were supposed to take from Old Ebonheart to the small town of Seyda Neen, so we're going to sleep here for the night.

Old Ebonheart, by the way, is like a piece of Cyrodiil right at the heart of Morrowind. A lot is crammed inside its walls with boutiques and such, and the Cyrodiil-based Guilds have a strong presence here as well. I wasn't expecting it to feel so familiar at all, not after being introduced to the mudbrick houses of Kragenmoor. Ebonheart has been around longer than the Septim Empire, and it's always been a influential cosmopolitan city which has been under the leadership of many different houses and families. These days, the Empire holds this as its heart here in the Morrowind.

Me and Aliya have a lot in common. We're both young, we both share similar experiences, we both handle same kinds of weapons and armors, we're both good casters… Our personalities are a bit different, and she seems to be interested in completely different schools of magic than me though. She's also a thief, while I'm an assassin, so we're different in that regard too. But hey, maybe that's good, as we complete each other! I at least hope I can make a good friend out of her? She's already good friends with my brother, so that alone makes her dear to me also.

Thieves are who're going to help us get to that island too. Aliya suggested that I too should also make friends out of the local Thieves Guild. Considering that I'm "LEGALLY" a prisoner on the run, that would make sense… The headquarters of the Thieves Guild here in this old city at very least were very welcoming towards me, and said they'd gladly accept me as a member. I still have to think a little though. The perks seem good, but they don't come without a price. That price is the acquisition and trade of illegal and stolen goods. Makes sense, but I might not want to attract too much attention while on that island.

Regardless, I hope to be finally reunited with Karim tomorrow. Meeting him will have to take priority over everything else.

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