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I went back to the inn and looked through my stuff, seriously there were nothing elegant in my chest, I had to mix a few stuff together but that didn’t look cool.

I looked around my room and smiled, I knew someone who did that before, in my past life I had a sister, and just like all sisters, they would drag all their stuff on the bed and look complain how they have nothing to dress. I wonder who did I catch that habit from?

If only I had my armor and clothing mods, I wouldn’t be in such distress.

This is something that I confirmed but all the mods that add unrealistic stuff to Skyrim didn’t follow me to my next life, and the armor mods are not really there.

Maybe if these armors were locked in somewhere in a dungeon or something I could find them but I am not expecting much anyway.

I had to go out and buy something, this event is so special that I have to attend it with something so cool, sending Sibbi Black-Briar to Oblivion.

So I’ll have to ask anyone about a good place.

As I went out of my room I saw just the girl. Svidi, who was playing with her baby fox, I think she named it Grace.

"Svidi Svidi Svidi, may I have a minute of your precious time." I said.

"How polite! You really need something that bad?" She made a ’fufufu’ after I said that.

"You see, there is someone we know being sent to Oblivion tonight and I have no clothes to send him off with." I said with a sad face, "Do you know a good place?"

"Oh your going to the funeral. Well, all I know are girl places, you need to ask Bjorna for stuff like that, she knows the city very well." She said.

Bjorna! Well, she is my cousin so I think she will help, even though I am not sure if she knows about me being her cousin or not. Well, let’s ask her.

Filling my purse with gold coins and few change, I locked my chest and rushed outside the inn, now let’s head to Skyfire Pet Shop.

I wonder if Skyfire is my clan name? This will be like Jon Skyfire! Nah, doesn’t sound good.

While thinking about these meaningless Ideas I reached the shop, it was open and have few customers.

I went in and looked around, so many cute animals were there.

"May I help you with som.... Oh, if it is not Jon!" Someone said.

I turned around, and it was the person I was looking for, Bjorna.

"Hey, I was looking for you." I greeted.

"Why?" She asked.

"You see, there is a someone I know is being sent to Oblivion tonight and I don’t have a good thing wear, Svidi said you know the good places around?" I said.

"You are sending someone to Oblivion then don’t you need an armor?" She said.

"It’s just for seeing him off." I said.

"The funeral you mean? Fine I’ll ask ma for few minutes and come with you to a place I know." Bjorna said and ran inside.

A minute later she came and went out with me.

I looked at the shop sign and said, "So ’Skyfire’, is that the name of your clan?"

"No, the clan’s Fire-Mane clan?" She said.

Fire-Mane? That was not in the game?

But Fire-Mane sounds familiar for some reason! Isn’t that a boss in FF?

Whatever, "Never heard about them!" I said.

"Normally that’s the case, Our business name ’Skyfire’ and that’s the only name we use." She said.

"So where are your clan from?" I asked.

"That’s a secret, I heard you will be invited next year but you shouldn’t know now." She said.

Strange! Why the secrecy.

"So your clan doesn’t live in a city or a town?" I asked.

"Obviously!" She said.

Well, that’s mysterious! I hoped to know the reason but she didn’t tell.

As we walked she was taking me into the inn’s direction and the she stopped and said. "Here we are."

"So it is that?" I looked and the shop sign that read ’Radiant Raiment’.

This a shop from the game, one that gives a quest and it was an annoying one.

There work two high elves sisters, and they are hateful I tell you.

"The shop belongs to Taarie and Endarie, they don’t treat people very well but they are good to me." Bjorna Said.

I know about their nature, Taarie is a typical high elf who normally looks down on people, but imagine a high elf who works in fashion business which is already looking down on people, this is just annoying to bear. Worse is her sister Endarie, she hates people altogether.

Bjorna pushed the front door and I followed, we walked into a typical Solitude building, yet there were all kinds of clothes that I have never seen before.

"Hello, Endarie, it’s Bjorna." Bjorna called for Endarie as if they were familiar to each other.

"One second!" A voice sounded then a minute later a woman came out. An Altmer with their usual skin that has a very pale golden hue, I am happy I modded most of the NPC females in Skyrim, this woman in the game is actually scary, I think this is ’The Ordinary Women’ mod.

"Bjorna, you came." Endarie said and she looked quite happy.

Bjorna gave a smile and said, "This is my aunt’s disciple, I came here to show him the place."

"Oh, what delight. Another charming customer..." Endarie said, I think she always said that in the game too.

"He is also looking for something suitable to see a friend off to Oblivion." Bjorna said while giggling.

Endarie raised her brows and said "I have few of those myself." Then she looked at me "I have something your size."

She walked in and Bjorna told me to follow, actually the stuff is quite nice.

Endarie brought out a black outfit of a black leather coat and pants with a crimson shirt, it had few leather strips with buckles, it looked fantastic in my opinion yet it was a bit familiar and I couldn’t help but tilt my head.

I think this is from a mod, I feel it’s so familiar.

"This is an outfit that we import from Old Hroldan town, there is a store that opened there and the export these good stuff." Endarie said.

"What is the name of that store?" I had a hunch but I needed to confirm it.

"It goes by ’Divine Elegance’, quite the cocky name but they do good stuff, so, buying or leaving." Endarie said but my head was already somewhere else.

Old Hroldan was indeed a town in this world and not just a small inn in the middle of nowhere, yet the name ’Divine Elegance’ is that from a mod that made good clothing, it was one of my favorite clothing mods.

This outfit was none other than Dettlaff Outfit from the Witcher game series, it was created by the modders and put into the world of Skyrim.

"Amazing!" I exclaimed, This outfit was a real cosplay for Dettlaff the vampire, hehe! I can’t let that thing off.

But wait, "What else do you have?"

Endarie looked that she wanted to kick me out but she swallowed the urge and showed me another stuff, I could find many stuff from the mod.

I couldn’t hold myself back at all, I’ll buy all these goodies.

What I bought were Dettlaff outfit, Dandelion outfit, Olgierd robes in black, Avallach robes normal one and black, the suits of Nilfgaard and Beauclair, the casual clothes, Silent Mist outfit, Spellmonger robe, Secret Apprentice robe and Robin outfit. I also bought some gifts for Nurina.

The amount of money I spent was enormous yet it was worth it, when I asked Bjorna about what gift should I bring for Hilda she said "Look for the meanest and scariest armor or weapon in the market."

This was not helping, maybe I’ll buy her something when I reach Winterhold.

Thinking about that I hired a carrier and paid him to carry my stuff and follow me to the inn, I said farewells and went away.

After I reached the inn another problem occurred, I didn’t know which one to wear, no I have all the clothes I want and they are just too good, I don’t know which one will make my handsome the most.

Dammit, even his funeral, that Sibbi is giving me a headache.

I’ll just wear the Dettlaff outfit.

Damn, I look good! If I have some black round glasses right now this will end up being epic.

I put on the shoes and gloves and did my hair, now this young man is ready to roll.

I told Wulfur and Battle-Born not to follow, these guys will give me out and look nervous all the time.

As I reached the Temple of the Divines, Rusning was waiting for me and saw my elegance, or not!

He came and went in with me, apparently, I was late but nothing has happened, yet everyone was here.

Those who didn’t attend were mostly Big Bad Ulfric, Skald the Grumpy, Faralda who doesn’t care and the ones who had no strong connection.

I attended as the captain of the team who was making it for the finals as a fellow participant from Riften.

The Temple of the Divines was in the castle and its high priest was Rorlund, a man who was mostly drunk.

At the deepest part of the temple lied the eight shrines of the divines, as the shrine of Talos was removed due to the White-Gold Concordat.

High Preist Rorlund started a speech probably written by Maven and praised the bravery of Sibbi and he fought his attackers as one of them was killed by him, yet he was attacked from the behind by a cowardly arrow. I actually the one who made it look like that, later I heard that the guards cleared the slums and took out many ruffians and threw them to prison, all for the good of the city though.

I could notice Maven and her family wearing black, they didn’t look sad at all, I bet that hemming was happy he became the only male heir to his mother’s empire now.

Maven was making her usual bi**h face, and her daughter Ingun was playing with something in her hands, and let me tell you, if Ingun Black-Briar played with anything then it probably is involved with the word ’death’.

Well, she didn’t look sad to me either, I should just avoid any Black-Briar after that.

As the sermon ended I excused myself and walked with Rusning, on the way out I saw Idgrod Ravencrone and her daughter Idgrod The Younger walking out.

"Walk my girl, these are dark times, people kill people and go attend their funerals." I could hear Idgrod telling that to her daughter.

I froze, Rusning froze, the air around us froze.

We looked at each other and couldn’t help but run out of the temple’s yard.

"I told you this is a bad idea." Rusning said.

"It’s not my fault, this jarl is weird, she can tell future and see all kinds of weird stuff." I told him.

"What will happen if she told the Black-Briars?" Rusning said.

"I don’t think she will, but let’s leave the city right after the tourney." I said.