JoS/Kanna/10th Journal - Ashlands

Sun's Dusk, 6th, 3E 427

No shortage of work to do here on the west coast. Kanna was in trouble, Karim needed help desperately, but fortunately that's all in the past now. I've been able to sit back and relax for a while now.

Caius was really mad at me for disappearing for such a long time though, at least at first. I admitted to him that I've been working for House Telvanni, didn't see any reason to lie about that. I did have to lie about what happened to me though, so I just said that work there turned out to be lot more effort than I bargained for, which is why I haven't been able to return here to the west coast. I thought he'd be even more angry at me, but he just congratulated me on being able to get into that organization. It's always good for the Blades and the Empire to have eyes and ears in that part of the province, according to him. Blades don't even have any agents working in the east coast!

Honestly though, I'm not doing this for the Blades, I'm doing this for myself.

Then, it was time to discuss work I do do for the Blades, and that's collecting information about that same old prophecy. Caius said that we're going to need an Ashlander informant to learn more. He's been avoiding this route, but feels like we have no other choice at the moment for more clues. He has a person in mind, a wealthy man who left his tribe to set up a shop in a big city. He could perhaps be persuaded into giving up information, but it won't likely be easy. Or cheap. His name is Hassour Zainsubani and he's a businessman living in Ald'ruhn. Caius suggested that I might want to get him a gift if I intend to learn anything from him, but I'm not sure what he meant by that.

Caius was still cross with me not being honest about my intentions from the get-go, and said that I should've consulted him about Telvanni first. Apology wasn't gonna cut it, so instead he proceeded to punish me by - and I quote - "tapping that ass". Yeah, he wanted me to serve him and his cock in bed.

I suppose that's all fine by now… I've even grown to like having sex with him. It's kind of fucked up when I think about it, that I've been effectively taken from slavery, and now I'm okay with all this stuff. Any sane girl would be traumatized for life about those experiences… In a way, I'm traumatized too, but at the same time, I've grown more perverted. Exploring my sexuality is actually a lot of fun, as long as it happens on my terms… I've learned that many times on this island.

As I haven't been writing, I haven't gotten across doing my job for Caius, but I'll finally ride there tomorrow. I think I've had enough of a breather now. Kanna and Karim will have their private time. Yeah, I know they shag. Not sure why they're so secretive about it to me though… I don't care if they bang despite being siblings… Maybe they think I do, it can also be embarrassing to bring it up… Whatever…

Sun's Dusk, 8th, 3E 427

Ald'ruhn is a city about the size of Balmora, located around the western Ashlands in the shadow of the Red Mountain. It's well known for being the seat of council for House Redoran on this island, as well as for this "building" they call Ald Skar. Legend says that it's actually a shell of an Emperor Crab, but I think that's nonsense. You mean to tell me that crabs that large used to exist in this world? I find that hard to swallow. It houses several stores, living spaces for the wealthy, as well as headquarters for Redoran. Ain't no crabs on Tamriel that big!

It's not just Ald Skar by the way, as the architecture of the whole city is inspired by bugs, crabs and shells. It's a weird city, even weirder than Sadrith Mora if you ask me. Being regularly tormented by volcanic ash-storms it's not a place I would ever want to live in anyway.

Its interior spaces are rather cozy, as became obvious to me when I entered an inn by the name of "Rat in the Pot". Is that reference to a dish? Hope not, eating rats sounds disgusting. Anyway, the clay architecture, paintings and interior greenery make these places a lovely change of pace from the grey outside. I was told at the previous place that my informant was on business there instead of where he usually stays. Even though I had never been to this place, I knew I was walking into the territory of local thieves. Habasi had told me where to find work in any of the major cities, so I wasn't walking into enemy territory though. Hassour just happens to be a member of the guild himself, a funny little coincidence.

Aengoth and Hassour were having a talk, both being rich businessmen on their own right. Hassour is a gentleman with a deep and pleasant voice as smooth as butter, while Aengoth the Jeweler is this short little Bosmer man with a nicely combed beard. He's one of the Masterminds for the Guild. That's to say, he operates business directly under our leader, whose identity is closely guarded and protected, meaning he's on the same level as Habasi. A big shot, as you can imagine. They allowed me to interject myself into the discussion which was about an urgent job that needed to be handled, and they had an idea.

Aengoth told me that those mages at the guild are planning a little field trip, something about field practice. Nothing I've heard about myself, considering that I've distanced myself from most of their services. Anyway, he says that someone should go and pick up some of the loot that is left behind unattended. Namely, he talked about a certain enchanted tanto, a short-sword inspired by the craftsmen of the oriental continent of Akavir. Aengoth has a client who really wants it. If I would do it, I could also keep everything I want from there.

Stealing from the guild I'm a member of doesn't sound too appealing, but at the same time… Fuck it, who cares? I certainly don't. If they're stupid enough to leave their guild house empty with riches laying around everywhere, I would be stupid to not take advantage. Stealing is wrong, this and that, blah blah blah, I don't give a Guar's shit. It's their fault for not looking out for their stuff.

I also got to talk to Hassour privately, but he says that he's left wastes behind, and he's not too keen to talk about the customs of the Ashlanders to someone who he just met. I guess I really need to bring him a gift? That's what Caius said. I asked Aengoth for tips, and he suggested poetry. "It's our shared passion", he said. "I think I know a book he might be missing from his collection: Words of the Wind."

Well, that's that. I'll return to this task tomorrow. For now, I'll wait for the night, when I'll go loot that empty little guild house.

Sun's Dusk, 10th, 3E 427

There was, sadly for me, one member who had been left behind at the Mages Guild, so I couldn't just waltz in like I originally planned. I could've just walked in and pretended that I have no idea what's going on, explaining to this Breton that I'm with the Guild and looking for work or something… But nah, I wasn't willing to let myself get seen. If he knew I was there, he would've known exactly who robbed the place. So, instead, I allowed myself to enter through a small window.

As my luck would have it, I found the little chest the sword was in, along with a whole store catalog of a merchant who owned it. Potions and herbs worth at least a thousand… This should suffice as a payment. Made me one happy girl. I also went through her bookshelf, and wouldn't you know it, she even had this rare book of poems that Hassour wanted. By Nocturnal's voluptuous curves, it's like Lady Luck had placed them all right underneath my nose herself. I'll pray to her tonight and praise her for blessing me with her infinite fortune.

Sadly, not everything was going my way. The chest was trapped. It wasn't anything that could get me killed, but the poison and the slight paralysis were enough to put me completely out of commission, made escape impossible too. It's a good thing I had a potion with me, crafted to me by my lovely little friend Kanna. I mean, of course that's a good thing, right?

Oh, that little bitch is playing pranks on me. She had laced the damn potion with an aphrodisiac! Now I understand why she was giggling so eerily when she gave me half a dozen of these "travel vials", and told me to glug up their fruity contents if I'm stuck by a deadly bug or some other venomous animal. It did help me get back on my feet, but by the time I made it back to that tavern with a weird name, I was feeling wet, distracted and quite honestly bothered. It's not a pleasant feeling walking around the town with no spare panties and a constant throb in your groin. All I could think of was sex and dicks.

I met up with Hassour and presented him with a gift, and insisted that what I want to talk about is really important. He was happy with me, even gave me a head pat - treating me like a god-damn child! - and said that he'd chat with me as much as I want. He was way too dense to realize I was horny though, or maybe he did notice it but isn't into me, or was just trying to not offend me.

At least I hope he's dense…

He describes the Ashlanders not only as tribal, but also as the direct descendants of Aldmer who followed the Prohpet Veloth in their exodus from Summerset Isles during the Merethic Era. Sure, they're still the same grey-skinned Dunmer like the rest of the natives, but their traditions and customs have not changed since those ancient days of the High Velothi Culture. They reject the doctrines of the Temple and the Tribunal as the whole, and believe in ancestor worship in addition to more traditional daedric worship. To them, the three good daedra aren't just anticipations of the living gods, no mere spirits, but actual gods to be worshipped in place of the Tribunal. That's what I believe as well… Not that I worship them or anything, but yeah, they're gods. That's not debatable if you ask me.

Ashlanders don't have a unified leader either, as evident by the fact that there are several different tribes. Instead, for each local tribe, there's an Ashkhan they follow as their leader, who always has a small council of warriors and advisors working for him. Each tribe also has a "wise woman", who's a spiritual leader for the tribes. He also talked a lot about their culture and customs in general, and as someone who's lived her entire life in the Empire, it all seems to alien to me.

He then described the Nerevarine cult as just a small subset of the Ashlanders, the most notable of which can be found within the tribe of Urshilaku. Their camp is located somewhere along the northern coasts of Vvardenfell facing the islands of Sheogorad region. Being nomads, they rarely settle in just one place, but searching there should be a safe bet. He even gave me directions to their last confirmed semi-permanent location, and with that, I went on my way.

Lastly, I delivered the tanto to Aengoth. He said that he's happy with me, but also noticed that something was wrong with me. He seemed rather curious about it, and he was acting strangely flirty too. It was just awkward, because he was acting like some senile pervert desperate to get laid, despite being pretty young. Besides, not to be harsh or anything, Bosmer men aren't exactly my type. I just kind of excused myself quietly from that situation, and rode a Silt Strider back to Balmora.

As soon as I got back home, I approached Kanna, annoyed, calling her out on her little prank, asking what in Oblivion she put in it. She acted very apologetic, but I could tell that it was a ruse. It was so obvious that she wasn't apologetic at all. She just joked about how she might've forgotten to tell me about side effects, giggled and said that it should be no problem at all. She actually tapped me on my ass twice and told me to just do something about it.

When I told Karim what his sister had done, he just sighed and asked if there was anything I wanted him to do about it. It was a little embarrassing to say it out loud, so I just leaned towards him and whispered it instead. You know, we hadn't done it since that one time, so why not do it again?

I really don't even know why we don't do it more often. I'm into him, and he's into me, so why not? He's so big, so damn good too. We didn't bother long with foreplay; in fact, the only thing we did was kiss and caress each other while we undressed each other. Me sitting on his lap led us to the first position too, no need to lay down or anything like that. I just rested my body on his muscles and his shoulders, enjoyed having him wrap those big arms around me and grab me gently, and I rode his dick in this position. I came so many times thanks to having been horny all day, but I was still just hungry for more. Of course I let him cum inside too.

I could tell that he was still raring to go though, so I cleaned his dick with my mouth, holding the still erect cock in my both hands, having my tongue run across the shaft. He was caressing my cheek, ran his fingers through my blonde hair, and I felt him touch my earlobe too. I asked him if he likes his little elven slut, wondering if he likes it. I even described myself as a slave to his cock, begging him to fuck me like a whore.

That's what he did. He pinned me down on the bed, grabbed my ass and did me from behind, trying to slam his cock balls deep with each powerful thrust. It was clear to me that he was fucking me with all his strength, as hard as he could, but there was no pain, only pleasure. I was moaning louder than I can recall in a very long time. He threatened to fuck me so hard I won't walk in a week! Well, he at least succeeded in making sure I wasn't leaving his bed until morning, until he willed it, and used me throughout the evening late into the night until he just eventually fell asleep, way too tired to continue.

Kanna was suspiciously quiet throughout the whole night though. I wonder if she was jealous? I know your secrets too… Don't think I don't know you and Karim fuck a lot… Oh, who am I kidding, of course she's not jealous. That was this little pervert's plan probably all along. I bet Karim was in on it too. I bet she was even schlicking herself while spying on us fucking, wishing she was there in my place.

She was smiling so happily to me when she was making us breakfast too, asking if I slept well, promising to warm up a bath for me, jokingly referring me as her sister-in-law. I just replied to her positively. She also asked if I was angry at her. Honestly, as annoyed as I initially was yesterday, I'm quick to forgive her though, so I shook my head. I can't stay mad at her.

That's not to say I appreciate her playing practical pranks on me, as they could get me in real trouble in the future. I might have to get back at her sometime later…

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