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    Not all that which fades into the shadows of ancient Nordic ruins are agents of darkness. I’ve learned as much, though the lesson has been a long time coming. Peace is not, and has not been, my main priority—not with the prophecy, or death by dragon hanging over me wherever I go. It is, perhaps, the reason I am called to do this thing—to put to rest two souls whose hearts have been apparently keening out across all of Skyrim for time out of mind. Not that I can hear them. Perhaps the quest came to me because I cannot—and had ought.

    Dinya didn’t say as much, but I imagine the thought was in the back of her head.

    Then again, Mara’s voice was not one I’d sought. Not after everything I’ve been through in this regard. But those are stories for another time. My pain, as far in the past as it lingers, can wait another day.

    I had decided to make my way toward Rorikstead on my own. This is not a complex task, and my associate could do more good back in Riften than out here in the woods. She, of course, did not see it that way, but promised she’d look after Dinya while I ran this errand.

    And so here I stand—alone and freezing—out in the wilderness.

    It is rather fitting.

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