Greetings.
My name is Jalara Freyja.
I hail from Windhelm, and I am a devout supporter of Ulfric and the Stormcloaks.
I am also a member of the Companions.
I have few friends, and I prefer it that way.
I attend the College of Winterhold, though my interest in magic is mostly out of curiosity.
When I am not studying or out on a job, I am likely in the wilderness, by myself.
Above all things, I am a Nord, proud and true to my people.

OOC Note: This account is mostly for head canon based around Jalara, her friends Zidiena and Khir'aji, and their journeys together in Skyrim.

Tales of a Nord: "A little doodling in your spare time there Jary?" 

zidiena-adalina:

zidiena-adalina:

jalara-frejya:

zidiena-adalina:

jalara-frejya:

“What?” Jalara asked with a genuinely confused frown. “I don’t doodle.”

“Then what do you call that?” Zidiena replied pointing at the picture.

Jalara covered the picture quickly with her hands, and wore the…

“Throwing it out might be a bad idea, especially if a certain Jarl comes across it somehow,” Zidiena smirked.

"Heh heh, what Jarl would be interested in a silly drawing?"


2 years ago · 25 notes · originally from jalara-frejya

"A little doodling in your spare time there Jary?" 

zidiena-adalina:

jalara-frejya:

zidiena-adalina:

jalara-frejya:

“What?” Jalara asked with a genuinely confused frown. “I don’t doodle.”

“Then what do you call that?”  Zidiena replied pointing at the picture.

Jalara covered the picture quickly with her hands, and wore the most awkward ‘innocent face’ she could manage. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Zidiena.”

:Riiight, look you left that out for everyone to see now just come clean, what is it?”

She started to panic. “It’s… it’s nothing, really. I was just bored, and had nothing to do today, so I scribbled a few lines on a piece of paper.” She held the picture close to her chest, her cheeks turning red in embarrassment. “I-I was just about to throw it out. Really you don’t want to see it.”


2 years ago · 25 notes · originally from jalara-frejya

"A little doodling in your spare time there Jary?" 

zidiena-adalina:

jalara-frejya:

“What?” Jalara asked with a genuinely confused frown. “I don’t doodle.”

“Then what do you call that?”  Zidiena replied pointing at the picture.

Jalara covered the picture quickly with her hands, and wore the most awkward ‘innocent face’ she could manage. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Zidiena.”


2 years ago · 25 notes · originally from jalara-frejya

"A little doodling in your spare time there Jary?" 

"What?" Jalara asked with a genuinely confused frown. "I don’t doodle."


2 years ago · 25 notes

Anonymously ask me, “Have you ever…” 

the-raunchy-priest:

kaeshira:

or not anonymously, if you have the guts ))

((dare I reblog this))

(Source: thatarmydoctor, via andersofwhiterun)


2 years ago · 3,514 notes · originally from thatarmydoctor

((OOC: My own personal ship. What can I say? I am a sucker for Ulfric. This was not done in photoshop, which I’m used to using, so I’m still getting used to this program. Photoshop can suck a dick for not cooperating with my tablet.))

((OOC: My own personal ship. What can I say? I am a sucker for Ulfric. This was not done in photoshop, which I’m used to using, so I’m still getting used to this program. Photoshop can suck a dick for not cooperating with my tablet.))


2 years ago · 10 notes

(Source: winchesterbrothersaddict, via ask-ulfricstormcloak-deactivate)


2 years ago · 481,208 notes · originally from winchesterbrothersaddict

the-raunchy-priest:

ask-ulfricstormcloak:

((Anders’ theme song. Sorry buddy. Had to be done))

((accurate XD))

((lol it works))

(via andersofwhiterun)


2 years ago · 6 notes · originally from ask-ulfricstormcloak-deactivate

jalara-frejya started following you 

the-raunchy-priest:

“Hnhngngngngh” was the only noise Anders made when the woman’s lips curved into a slight smile. By the time he saw the movement of her lips, he was staggering back, gathering himself at the trunk of a tree for support and trying to push down the tent that had suddenly pitched themselves in his robes.

“N-no, there’s nothing the matter,” he began breathlessly, his knees buckled as his hands were cupped over his crotch. “You just…are you seeking a blessing?”

“I… erm,” Jalara wasn’t sure what to say. She laughed like a crazy woman on the inside, and tried hard not to let it show on her face that she was amused. Her face burned a little as she wondered if he knew that she found this so funny, and she took a deep, yet shaky breath before speaking again.

“Y-yes I do,” she finally managed to get out, trying to stifle a giggle.

“Well…” he gasped. “You can’t have one now—”

At this point, he was afraid he was going to lose the battle with his crotch, and he instantly buckled to his knees, falling flat on his face. “Well, I mean, I could,” he began, “But I think it would be a little difficult. I uh…pulled something.” He tried to sit up slightly to look at her, and did so resolutely.

"By the Nine," Jalara said quietly, moving to the man’s side in an attempt to help him to his feet. "Would you like some help? A healer perhaps? Or maybe you could just do with a blessing yourself…"

(via andersofwhiterun)


2 years ago · 30 notes · originally from andersofwhiterun

ooc: Laughing so hard I’m crying 

LOL Anders is killing me

If I’ve contained myself by the time I wake up in the morning, I will reblog that haha


2 years ago · 0 notes