Subject: Also...
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Posted on: 2011-11-17 18:11:00 UTC
To be honest, the most interesting part of the story would probably be afterwards-- the denouement of the action. How would a Khajiit react to returning to the desert and her people, after a story like that? I can't imagine walking taller, obviously, since Khajiit are not going to grow after maturation-- but she'd be used to walking among Nords, tall and strong and, relatively speaking, giants. (And real giants, at that.)
Crossing the border, as the mountains slowly turn to grassland and you leave behind the mountains where you walked on the Throat of the World, where you learned to speak in words that mortal men fear to utter, where you made a name for yourself, far from home, beneath ice and snow and beasts of pure destruction in the night.
Crossing again, from grasslands to the far desert sands of Elsweyr-- how would such a hero be received? Word of the events of Skyrim may have reached far, but picture it-- a Khajiit warrior, standing in a fighter's stance, bearing weapons that have seen frost and ice and giant's clubs, returning to the moonlit lands of her birth... where few remember or recognize her. Shunned is probably too strong a word, but 'aloof,' perhaps, works. A Khajiit who has learned songs of typical Northern Battle Glory and rage, who developed a taste for Nord mead, who has wrestled in the halls of Jorrvaskr and whose claws have wrested dragon's souls from their scales.
You'd wake in the night when a howl sounded, blade half-raised to meet an oncoming wolf, and whoever might be there would look at you oddly. One eye would always be watching the sky, for the oncoming roar of the beasts you once feared and battled. Shunned, perhaps not-- but never quite the same.
(Okay, I'm definitely having too much fun with this inner narrative.)