Prequel Fandub
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Explain that since the wine is so good you wouldn’t wish to be so cruel as to take any away from her. Then slowly back out the door, smiling and waving.
Katia! Listen to me! You will not be railroaded into the despicable life that this narrative seems bent on putting you in! You made zero Septims yesterday and you made one today, if you continue at this rate you’ll have 28 Septims by the end of the week! Find someplace free to sleep for tonight even if it’s just the sidewalk. You’ll show them, I know you will!
Hm, well you do have access to bedsheets and claws. Maybe make some clothes? Let's be honest, getting arrested for indecent exposure is not exactly the best icing on this already messed up cake.
Despite his green skin and strong body, Gharug (Gar-Ug Grow-Up) is a businessman, and a professional one at that!
Name’s Gharug gro-Upp, I overheard you talking to that fine piece of scale; sounds like she’s not too happy about the room! But that’s okay, I can pitch in. I always keep some coins lodged between my luscious steely pecs in case something like this happens. Check it out, KABOOM!
Well plans change Cornmuffin, I learned that I had to head toward Kvatch for a business trip. Turns out that there’s an important meeting I got to get to, to follow through on one of my amazing investments. After this meeting I should be snagging a pretty penny.
Luckily, I always keep a magic scroll of Detect Life between these angular, rock hard abs. Do you know how handy this is when someone tries to hide? It's incredibly handy, that's the answer.
Quill-Weave is an Argonian (Ar-go-neean) novelist who takes pity on the poor Katia, and wants to help her get her life back on track. She has a good head on her shoulders and has a good sense of empathy.
My name is Quill-Weave, I’m a novelist. I mostly write stories about the gritty, merciless struggles of the lower classes. I have to admit, that’s kind of why I found you interesting; you’ve introduced me to a whole new level of lower-class.
I’m actually leaving tonight to do some research for my next book, though I need this letter delivered to the nearby city of Kvatch as soon as possible. All you’d have to do is travel to Kvatch, deliver the letter to the local bookstore, and then return with the reply.
Once you did that thing with the pineapple and the yo-yo... [Trail off] My suggestion? Stay out of town for a bit, you're a big topic right now.