Björn clicked his tongue as she left him behind, taking her leave to gather her things. The Dragonborn loved that woman in ways no one could possibly convey, either in English or the Dragon language. She is simply ( magnificent.) He would turn away briefly towards the +

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— bar. A faint voice escaping from his lips, " Fuck me." Oh, she really has an effect on him. His cheeks shifted in tone and heat radiating from them, finding himself flustered for being so forward around Link. "... Better get changed into my armour. Meet Vink at the base of the mountain, this +

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— should be a quick trip in all things considered. We just need a little luck."

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Björn stepped aside by hopping off the round wooden barstool, standing on the balls of his feet. " Sounds like a plan. It'll be nice to have my loyal, loving, adorable partner by my side. It has been a hot minute since our previous travels!" It has been close to two and a half months +

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— since their arrival to Ivarstead. " Since we're pretty much there, let's meet at the base of the mountain. It's not far from here — only across the bridge, follow up the path, and in time, you'll find the steps made out of stone. The path up the mountain is clear as day, It won't be +

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