Continuing to hum her song she took a quick detour to her tree she rested on earlier, where her bags lied. Quickly grabbing them and hoisting them up, bringing them over to her room. Unlocking the door she opens the door slightly, before kicking it open for dramatic effect. Throwing her bags into the room she slams the door shut, and glances around the room. Not to big but it could hold two people comfortably. Taking off her helmet she digs into her bag, pulling out a foldable armor rack with a hammer and few nails, and begins to nail it up to the right side of the room. After a few seconds it was hanging up and ready. Hanging her helmet on the top she begins to take each part of her armor off to hang it up. Now left in her bra and panties she walks over to the window ledge, gets on top of it, and takes a meditating cross legged sit stance. Focusing on the energy going through her Yen feels the dark corrupting pull of her magic, dancing around its attempts to pull her in psychologically, and doing so for a short time until she was interrupted by some muffled noises outside of her door.
Charging up her Shadow ball she flings it forward, quickly hitting the wall and dispersing as the energy exploded. The wall was left intact but a more audible cry of pain was heard coming from it. Proving her suspicion of a peeper correct, returning to her meditation she grabs her sword, making sure to place it across her lap, and continues back to concentrating.
Looking at Zathian as he left he let Kalacoon go flutter around the room, only to eventually stop at Zathian’s bed, walk in circles, and rest like a dog. ”This is what dad gets for making a dog’s spirit into a Dracolich. Now let’s go see what my uptight friend is up to.” Coren says as he leaves the room, ordering the skeletons to stay where they are. Walking down the halls, a few rooms down, he notices an armored brute kick open a door and walk inside. Intrigued he crouches down, stalking his way close to the door. Inspecting the wall he finds one single tiny hole, peering inside he sees the same armored brute now taking off their armor. Seeing a rather attractive succubus inside (And one stripping at that) Coren decides to stay a bit and prolong his hunt for Zathian. ”Come on now, just a little more, for me? Please? Well at least I get boob action.” the Dracolich says as he watches her meditate, staring for a bit he starts to get bored, realizing she won’t strip down anymore, and curses at the apparent defeat of a personal stripper he could manipulate in the future. While he’s occupied with his cursing Coren doesn’t noticed the swirling ball of black energy hit the wall. Knocking him prone he let’s out a cry of pain, quickly scurrying away once he realizes she’s spotted him and isn’t as sexy fun time happy as other Succubi. Finally finding Zathian, Coren begins to sneak behind him, crouching and sticking to whatever shadow he could find. Working his way behind Zath he stands fully upright, and in one lightning fast swoop he puts both of his hands on Zathians shoulders to give his jump a little boost and balance out his airborne trip. Swooping his head down (So that Zathian now looks at a upside down head of Coren he begins to sing ”I see a little silhouette of a man!” and quickly goes to the left then right as he says “Scaramouch! Scaramouch! Will you do the FANDANGO!”. Sliding on the floor around Zathian so that he was infront of the Samurai he lets out in a deep baritone ”THUNDER BOLTS AND LIGHTNING! Very very frightening, ME!”. With each Galaleo he bends back a little more until his knees are flat on the ground and his head is touching the ground, making sure to spring forward on “Figaro!”. “Magnificooooooo!” he falls sideways, stopping himself from hitting the floor with his hands at the last second.
For the king, For the king, For the sake of Skyrim. For the Nine, for the hope of High Hrothgar's pass, and for all of Sovngarde; Where the souls sing your song. For the king, For our King, who will guard Hrothgar! Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin, naal ok zin los vahriin, wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal!
Ahrk fin norok paal graan, fod nust hon zindro zaan, Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal!