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Ezio sat quietly in the tavern of Whiterun with a bottle of honeydew meed and some cheese. The young Kajiit's two favorite things in the hole of Skyrim. he looked around at the familiar faces of his home hold, everyone here respected him. Ezio had been raised by a nord after she had found him abandoned in Elsweyr. the necklace around his name held his name E'jor, but he had grown up with the nickname being Ezio. very rare Ezio had been outside the walls of Whiterun, but deep down the Kajiit longed to be an Adventurer.

It had only been a few hours since J'o Rahe had finally managed to pass the Border from Cyrodiil to Skyrim, and already he had found himself in the city of the Whiterun hold. It was quite lucky of him to manage avoiding capture from the Imperial border between the two provinces. At least that was over with, but now he need not dwell on it. The day had been long, and Rahe needed to rest himself. Luckily, with every city, there was always the convenient need for an inn for the sake of wary travellers. And it seemed that his hopes were correct as Rahe stepped inside the Inn.

Warm fire and the smell of Nordic mead filled the air as he entered. Yep, this was definately Skyrim. The Khajiit scoped the room for a moment. He slipped onto a cold empty bench, pondering if he should rest in Whiterun for the day, or continue on his journey.

Ezio turned hearing someone walk in to the tavern and smiled " Well =, Not everyday you see another Kajiit" He said with a flick of his tail motioning for the empty seat next to him.

The sudden voice had surprised J'o Rahe. He lifted his heavy, tired face from the lone table and looked up, quite shocked, though his shock quickly turned into calmness. It was a Kinsman's greetings. In that he knew that Khajiit brother knows his kin when he sees one. Rahe had half expected to be mistaken by a Bosmer by most of populace, considering that Ohmes were now mostly found in Elsweyr now.

Rahe picked himself up, and gave a kind wave of greeting as he moved toward the empty seat the kinsman had reserved for him. "Ha, it's not everyday you see a Khajiit in general when it comes to Skyrim."

Ezio laughed " That is true, but i have lived here my hole life. Still this one never see's much of my Kensmen " He said

That one comment startled Rahe. "Y-...You've never seen Elsweyr..?" He was slightly gobsmacked. How can a Khajiit stay willingly in Skyrim? It was a very cold and unforgiving place, a massive shock for one who used to live in the warm and simple deserts (Though Orcrest had succeeded in Rahe wanting to erase such memories of the deserts entirely).

" well i was raised her, my.. mother err the nord that raised me said she found me abandond as a kit and took me in as her own.. Whiterun is my home, its all i ever known" Ezio sighed

Rahe bit his lip. He felt awful for his kinsman, and a slight bit selfish. He had spent most of his present life adventuring Tamriel, and it seemed that the Khajiit beside him had only experienced a portion of it. Another question crossed Rahe's lips. "Well... How goes your life up here in Skyrim?"

" its fine, the people here respect me.. but iv never been ay father than Dragon's bridge.. to many damnd spiders here" he said laughing " if i stay here any longer skyrims going to run out of cheese" He joked.

"I don't know about that." Rahe chuckled as he spoke. "With all those mammoths been herded for cheese by Giants, I'd still say Skyrim's got about an era's worth of cheese!" His arms were widened out as he tried to describe the sheer quantity of Skyrim's cheese. "Not that I would want any cheese from some old mammoth."

Ezio laughed " I was just kidding friend, It was just a way of saying i want to explore more" he said " i want to go the winterhold and be a mage, many things i wish to do"

"Winterhold..?" Rahe bit his lip for a second time. "I'm very surprised. Few very Khajiit would choose to live in Skyrim willingly, even fewer would want to travel to Winterhold, considering how frozen the place is. Though I must admit, tuition as a mage does seem quite tempting." He clenched his mouth in thought.

Ezio laughed " Well atlest unlike the nords we have fur" He joked "we can keep warmer than them" he said looking at him " oh by the way im E'Jor, but everyone calls me Ezio" he said

"I can't, not a shred of fur on me." J'o Rahe uncovered his mouth as he spoke, trying to make himself clearer. "My name is J'o Rahe, and I hail from Corinthe, within central Elsweyr, though I spent much of my later life in Orcrest, I'll never forget the horrors I experienced there." His face was slightly solemn, the bitter memories ached his heart.

"im sorry your life was hard kensmen, Its not easy here in skyrim.. Not allot of people respect we Kajiit" he said sighing " another reason, i stay within these walls" he added

"I had seen carriages our people on my way here, they were more than eager to barter with passing adventurers." Rahe gave a slight sigh. "I was surprised that the guards had let me in without much trouble. Perhaps they had mistaken me for a Bosmer. Either way, I know this prejudice is from how notoriously our kind are known for as thieves and assassins. It's quite sad really."