Kalib
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Kalib had found this place some time ago. A beautiful grotto in the frigid snow covered lands close to the college within the realm of Winterhold. It deeply resembled that of the grotto Eldergleam resided in. The reason behind the resemblance was quite simple, Kalib wanted it that way. He worked tirelessly to forge the area into a suitable replica the Eldergleam grotto. He felt he needed to do so.
Kalib heard tales of the great work of nature while collecting a reward for bounty heads in Whiterun. He journeyed there with Slayer, and to his amazement found all manner of creature nesting within the sacred grotto. Even with all of the domesticated city dwellers there, Kalib still felt he was well in the wilds. That the ground was hallowed somehow. It reminded him of his own little corner of the wilds, or rather whatever area his clan claimed as their own whenever they settled into a place while resting from their nomadic journeys.
This brought Kalib a great amount of sadness, and a fair amount of anger to go with it. Eldergleam recognized the deep emotions dwelling within the shifting beast and took pity upon him. Bestowing unto Kalib a sapling of itself. Gifted with such an honor, Kalib took the initiative to forge a new grotto in the image of the old. A spriggan had even moved into the grotto to protect the sapling. The being tolerated Kalib and his wolf, but few others could enter without the creature's ill will falling upon them.
The reason he chose to make such a den in Winterhold, was because of Ava. An incredible mage he met by chance. She hired him to be her protection as she delved further into a crypt. Kalib of course agreed, as the money was good. But something out of the ordinary happened. Kalib started to care about her. For now he was content to watch over her from a distance. She didn't need it, but for some reason it made him feel good to know she was safe, and that he helped in that safety.
Kalib heard tales of the great work of nature while collecting a reward for bounty heads in Whiterun. He journeyed there with Slayer, and to his amazement found all manner of creature nesting within the sacred grotto. Even with all of the domesticated city dwellers there, Kalib still felt he was well in the wilds. That the ground was hallowed somehow. It reminded him of his own little corner of the wilds, or rather whatever area his clan claimed as their own whenever they settled into a place while resting from their nomadic journeys.
This brought Kalib a great amount of sadness, and a fair amount of anger to go with it. Eldergleam recognized the deep emotions dwelling within the shifting beast and took pity upon him. Bestowing unto Kalib a sapling of itself. Gifted with such an honor, Kalib took the initiative to forge a new grotto in the image of the old. A spriggan had even moved into the grotto to protect the sapling. The being tolerated Kalib and his wolf, but few others could enter without the creature's ill will falling upon them.
The reason he chose to make such a den in Winterhold, was because of Ava. An incredible mage he met by chance. She hired him to be her protection as she delved further into a crypt. Kalib of course agreed, as the money was good. But something out of the ordinary happened. Kalib started to care about her. For now he was content to watch over her from a distance. She didn't need it, but for some reason it made him feel good to know she was safe, and that he helped in that safety.