Otter Creek Yeah, I'm afraid

[table width=80%][tr][td]The disowned daughter had held no real desire to spend her time with her father; as much as she didn't hate him, he was... old and had seemed kind of lame. She was surprised as how honest she was being with herself. Usually she wasn't so good at keeping her thoughts straight about another being. Of course, when he had offered her to come along on a trip had he risen in the cool-ranks, but she still had to see what dangers he could conquer before they got back home. Internally, she sighed, feeling kind of sad knowing she had to return sooner or later - so long had she dreamt of a life outside the borders of the dark woods, and now that she was finally getting a taste she wanted more.

She nodded at Father's approval. Strange - she wondered what Nemesis would've thought of her private lessons with the old Miraak. Knowing the leader of the Dark Brotherhood, it probably still wasn't enough to satisfy her... Bitch. Her ears perked at Kove's question, and her curved mouth turned into a little circle. Well, we had some fighting lessons, some about our beliefs and one about how sex can be used as a weapon - he even thinks I might be a courtesan in the future. She rambled, perhaps spilling too much - but it just felt so great to talk about her own life for once.[/tr][/td][/table]