"We should have acted. He's already here. The alcoholics anonymous told of the return." His celebratory party was merely a delay. Until the time after Alduin was defeated. When the sons of Skyrim would live in peace. But no one wanted to believe. Believe he even existed. And when the truth asked for spare change. It asked in inebriated-ness. But, there is one they smell. In their tongue he is Dovhobo. DragonHomeless! Fus ro *burps*!

This is a skin I thought of and always wanted to post. So lucky you, two skins in one night/day!

Dedicated to Uberagon. Helping everyone find the hobo inside.