Hra krak Onetusk`s further misfortunes, the buying of breakfast…..

Hra krak’s head hurt, both of them, sitting up, the full wall to wall, and not to mention the ceiling also, were covered in mirrors, thus the still skooma poisoned Hra krak`s double vision was playing merry hell with his brain. It mudt have been midday, he guessed, as he found his clothes and equipment scattered around the tiled floor. As he was retrieving the second of his odourous sock from the depths of the giant oval bed, he realised that this was a room of slinkyness, and above all, style.

“ Where the effin hell am I?” said Hra`, rubbing his head as he attempted to place his underpants through one arm.

“ Her ladies private quarters,…. Orc” said the servant who was now standing with a tray in both hands.

“ And youre a Khajiit, which lady dis den?” Hra krak slid Elton brand smoothly into its scabbard, and turned to face the argonian slave.

“Argonian, thank you, and, Almalexia” said the slave coldly.

“Oh SH*T !!”

“ Yes, quite, will one be leaving via the balcony? Since her last ´conquest` left that way, the lady has enplaced bear traps below”.

“ I DUN IT IT WID ALMIE ?!!”

“ Im quite sure I wouldn’t know about THAT sir, however, she has requested the presence of a ´Big- boy- Greeny` at the breakfast table, and that, I assume, means you”

“ OH SH*T !! I dun it wid almie, shes a effin goddess!! Oh sh*t oh sh*t oh sh*t oh by Septims underpants! What me going to do now!!?” said Hra krak, panicking slightly.

“ Have breakfast?”

“ Yeah, right, dat wot I do! Haff breakfast wid A BLEEDIN GODDESS !!?? She’ll flaming kill me!!” Hra Krak Onetusk is currently circling the room, frantically looking at possible exits,

“Sir?, I do believe it is SHE, who invited you, for breakfast, now sir, shes not one for waiting, sir”

Hra krak stops in mid spin, “ You sure about dat?”

“ YES, sir, she was quite specific, you, her, and breakfast, meeting at the same point in time, that being in the breakfast room, sir, and may I say, sir is now late, and maybe trousers, sir?”
Said the argonian slave, holding a pair of trousers as far away from himself as he could .
“ And may I suggest that underpants are not designed to be worn under your curaiss?”

After some adjustments, Hra krak looked at the slave,
“ I spose you wondering about tattoo?”
“Sir, nothing could be further from my mind, I assure you that I wish no further knowledge of ´Ahnassii’ nor shall I be able to ´see` that name again without reaching for the skooma bottle, sir.”

Nothing more was said as the argonian led Hra krak Onetusk into a large oval domed room, there, in the centre sat Almalexia, dining upon fresh eggs and strips of fried mushrooms.

“ Ah! You live!, how delightful! Do sit down! You must dine with me, Big boy!!”
two guards lifted Hrakrak up by the arms and placed him in the seat opposite Almalexia.

“ Err, ummm, hello your ladies worth, err, goddess, wotsit of morrowind thingy, erm, about last night-“

“Oh you were delightful Hra, may I call you Hra? I feel I know you SO well now, shall we discuss business? Im so looking forward to using you again, I mean, well theres things I need you to have done, sweetie, you are just the type of person, and I just cant take no for an answer!” said the goddess.

“ Err, Yeah! Sure! No problem! You just tell me who it is and they is ded, no problem, for you is no livin being too hard to kill…” said Hra krak as he stuffed a serving bowls worth of boiled eggs into his mouth.

“ Sotha sil, darling, its Sotha Sil.”

“PPHHHEEEWKAAA!!COUGH!COUGH! splutter! Cough cough!-“

“ Oh sweetie, I do wish people wouldn’t play with there food, can someone slap him on the back? Im not quite finished with him.”
As the guards helped Hrakrak recover his breathing ability, Almalexia came over and sitting on the edge of the table, slowly scratched the underside of his chin.

“ Yeah, well, cough-cough, when I said ANYONE, what I meant was-“
Slowly, Almalexia placed a foot between Hra kraks legs. “- Was that, well, I fink I might have another fing on at this moment, you know how it is …..”

“ Oh, I do, I do,” she said, moving her foot a little higher.

“ An, and, well, errm, I would be happy to do anything for da goddess bu-“

“ MARvellous ! Wonderful darling, I just knew I could rely on you ! Have you finished eating? If, When you get back I am sure we can discuss pay ment and ,oooooh, I am sure I can think of something that will interest you, GOODBYE! My funny little green boy!”

"But-"

And with that, Almexia waved her hand, and Hra krak Onetusk the Orc pirate was gone…….

Once again, your thoughts/ideas/suggestions gratefully recieved.....

Funny. It seems Hra is always weel understood and received. Keep it up.

Thank you and I will....

Wonderful as was the last one.

However I kinda found it hard to follow at times, all cause I think it did well in the previous format you had

Yeah, I have to come up with a format that doesnt confuse, Im still experementing......