Elder Scrolls: The Pillow Book

"Ugh... too much wine..."

You stagger to your room wearily, fresh off a victory celebration. Not many people can kill a master vampire. You never thought you were one of those people, but here you are, very much alive. The townsfolk didn't seem to expect you back, either, but were extremely appreciative when you did return.

You strip down for bed, taking a moment to admire yourself in the mirror. A little vain, but you think you've earned it.