Deadly

Assumptions






Arroyo hummed merrily as he drove up the long, winding country lane to

his friend’s

house. At last! He had finally saved up enough money to purchase his own vehicle, no more

walking and

bus stops for him

The Last Dovataur –

Misfire









"Michelle! Watch out!" The Knight yelled to his companion as a trinity of spells flashed over his head towards her. The Dragontaur turned to face their adversaries as the spells struck her

flank

, sending the

The Last Dovataur

–



Ancient Halls.






The Dragontaur awoke from her slumber in in the Jarl’s longhouse, and hauled herself to her feet, surveying the wreckage around her. ‘What a night…’

She mused silently

The Last Dovataur –

The R

oad to Falkreath.








Michelle

stifled a yawn

as she knocked loudly on the plain wooden door.

She had awoken with a hangover some hours before

The Last Dovataur – Falkreath.






“Good

morning sugar

.” Michelle

greeted

with a yawn. “It’s

time to wake up

." Reaching over, she petted his furry muzzle gently as

The Last Dovataur –

Ivarstead.






Rob

checked his map for the third time in as many minutes, doing his best to ignore the frustrated Taur looming overhead.

"Well, we're smack bang in between Ivarstead and Shor

's Stone, and there's no closer, inhabited,

The
Last Dovataur - Choosing Sides.
Rob
awoke slowly from sleep, letting out a groan as his stiff joints
complained in the cold morning air. They had walked far the night
before, and the stay in the stone chamber had done little good.
Rolling to one side, the Wolf pulled the blanket tight about his
shoulders and sat up in bed, glancing to the left and right for his
Dragontaur companion. "Michelle?" The room was empty.
The
taur was in a sour mood as she searched through the stores in th