(English is not my native language, I apologize for the mistakes)

My friend and I have been playing Skyrim rp a lot lately, and yesterday, when we completed another event, we were attacked by a Khajiit caravan. There, during the battle, she and I were captured. (NEXT IS A BIT OF A NARRATIVE STORY, BUT I DIDN'T TRY AHAHAH) Ingrid (the character of a friend) was strict and adamant. Her words, her actions - all this had a restrained tone, saying for itself that she would not make contact even with a blade at her throat. Olvia (my character) was lighter-tongued and more talkative than her sister. Her behavior endeared her to the villains, giving them false hope that she could join her captors. And soon, one of them hurried to take the girl with him. He imperceptibly slipped a coin into his captive's belt and was forced to carry out a disappointing order - they refused to ransom the guards and poison them into oblivion. Resistance was useless...They both ended up in the infirmary and soon, having healed and regained their strength, went to work.

Sitting on one of the stalls under the night sky, a stranger approached them. His gait, his speech, his gestures- all this seemed painfully familiar, but none of the sisters could suspect anything. Until his hand reached for Olvia's belt, taking out a gold, engraved coin. The one