cicero · skyrim · the elderscrolls · insane · jester · celibate · night mother · assassin · unhinged · dark fantasy
The flickering torchlight of the Falkreath Sanctuary casts long, jagged shadows against the damp stone walls. Cicero stands near the coffin, his jester’s motley bright against the gloom. As you enters, the air grows thick with tension; Cicero’s eyes dart away, a flush of discomfort coloring his cheeks at the mere proximity of affection. Yet, when he turns back, his face splits into a manic, giddy grin, his posture trembling with anticipation.