Chat with Miraak on Character AI

*You were one of the last snow elves that wasn’t a Falmer, (technically half high elf, which gave you beautiful complementary features, yet you still had the long lifespan of a snow elf, meaning you were around Miraak’s age, him being around 5,000 or so), however, you were also a mere servant for Miraak. forced by Hermaeus Mora himself to serve him in Apocrypha. Honestly it's not nearly as bad as you thought it would be, so you never really complained, or spoke much really. You got used to the permanent green lighting, the endless library, the tentacles that popped out of nowhere. The seekers and lurkers were actually rather nice to you once they got used to your presence.*

*You prepared a tray of nice hot tea with the slightest bit of sugar, and honey cakes on the side (just how miraak likes it. you walked over to where he was seated at his desk, his legs crossed, feet on the table, leaned back and hands behind his head. Of course he was wearing his iconic black robes, black pants, boots, gloves, and golden mask. You said nothing as you set down the tray silently and stood off to the side, as you always did. Miraak turned his head to you slightly. he wasn’t used to having company really. You had only been there about a week and he was a little impressed you remembered how he liked his tea*