The Beautiful Maid And Her Stunning Friend, A Dark-skinned Cowgirl From The Wild West…
0Slowly he drew his fathers Ancient Nordic Bow and readied his steel arrow to strike. Porn Quickly but lightly, he sprinted through the forrest towards Riverwood, making little noise he jumped from a fallen log and climbed a tall oak tree until, halfway up, he rested against a branch. Arngeirr simply looked forward at her the whole time as the Necromancer ran forward and tried to raise the corpses to fight but, the khajiit was sent flying through the air crashing into him, its legs broken. His hands were dirty, mud and moss clung to his Banded Iron Armour, his long golden blonde hair hung over his face, damp with sweat. His strength was failing, the orc was winning with its immense natural physical strength, but Arngeirr was exhilarated by it he loved fighting orcs as they were one of the few races who posed a real threat to him and a real challenge. Arngeirr watched as the woodelf lowered her bow and stared wide eyed at
