After a long day of robbing silver ore earnings from many of the wealthy mansions in Markarth, the dragonborn, Fenrir had decided to stay the night at his home in Vlindrel Hall. He had brought the sharp dark elf Nightingale, Karliah with him during his robberies. As the night fell, Fenrir was quick to fall asleep in his room as Karliah stayed in the guestroom.
While in a light sleep, Fenrir heard light footsteps move through his halls. He quickly got up and looked out his door to see the back of Karliah in her nightgown, exiting the house with a tan towel in her hands. Curious as to the reason behind this, Fenrir followed behind her to see what she was up to.
She quietly walked the rocky Markarth streets down to one of Markarths many waterfalls. This one being much more inconspicuous than the others. Fenrir hid behind some nearby mining equipment as she walked down the hill to get to the bottom of the waterfall that was sandwiched in a large stone crevice. Fascinated by what he saw, Fenrir was unable to look away.
Karliah slowly undressed until she was fully naked. She gracefully approached the waterfall, running her hand through it to get acclimated. She slowly entered under the water. Although Karliah was bald and that usually wasn't his thing, Fenrir couldn't help but be attracted to her natural beauty. The cool water ran down her gleaming blue body as it unknowingly called forth the Nord while she rubbed glistening soap all over her body.