A/N: Nudity, sexual situations. NSFW and inappropriate for children.
5E 20, 30 Midyear
Dolff sat on the throne, leaning on his elbows with his face his hands as Coranil stood before him, relaying the information he had obtained at the College of Winterhold. He cursed himself for thinking for even a moment that his job as Jarl of Windhelm was easy. He had known the hard decisions would come sooner or later, but he hadn’t realized it would be this soon or this hard. Things had gotten worse since Rowan and Ben had left and issues had started piling up. Without them there to set his mind at ease, he’d had a rough time juggling his responsibilities, remaining objective, and even keeping his thoughts organized. In a fortnight he would have his eighteenth birthday, but right now those eighteen years seemed like eighty.
And now Coranil was standing here, telling him he would have to send Rowan and Ben into Coldharbour.
Although he still mourned his father, Dolff found that being Jarl of Windhelm wasn’t as difficult as he had feared. His days were filled with business, but everyone knew his or her job and was generous with their guidance. For the most part, the prominent citizens of Windhelm, whom he had expected to approach him with demands and unsolicited advice, gave him the time and space he needed to ease into the job. A couple of them came to the Palace of the Kings with such tidings, but Dolff let them know right away and under no uncertain terms that he would not be bullied, and they left him alone.
The Four of Staves signifies completion and stability. It represents joy, satisfaction, and fulfillment, and urges the Seeker to celebrate his or her successes, even if they are minor. It could be an omen of good news, a reunion, or a wedding.
As with all the twos, the Two of Staves represents balance. It suggests a levelheaded individual with a strong will, high standards, intellect, and creativity. It also represents a choice between two ventures and hints at the formation of a new partnership or the success of an already-existing one.
Here are a few screenshots from our beta weekend. First is a shot of my character, Kaaewnyth, and the hubby’s character, Betath Anyu.
There’s a tale to go with this next one. The hubby has a nasty habit when I’m playing Skyrim of taking all of my characters clothes off when I leave the computer. Or, he’ll take off everything but her bracers, so that in first person, it still looks like she’s dressed, and I don’t know until I get a kill-cam or some NPC says, “You need to put some clothes on.” I got up to go get a coke over the weekend, and the hubby stripped my character to her skivvies an set her to dancing. The guy in the picture was actively ogling Kaawenyth when she was dancing, and then he tried to friend me. The hubby and I had a nice long discussion about the difference between doing this on a single-player game and an MMO, and he’s not going to do it again. Are you sweetie? . . . Sweetie?
A/N: Sexual situations. NSFW, and not appropriate for children.
5E 20, 17 Midyear
Ulfric’s body lay in state for three days, and dignitaries and citizens from all over Skyrim either attended the funeral or sent best wishes. After his father was buried, Dolff took the throne, assuming the role of Jarl of Windhelm; and although he kept the Jagged Crown nearby, he never put it on.
Coranil stayed in Windhelm for a couple of days to help out and ease the transition. The boy was taking his father’s death hard, and he needed all the support he could get. Dolff helped him in return; the two of them spent several long hours together, commiserating and talking about their memories of Ulfric.