\"A new day begins. Let the rising sun be the herald of good tidings.\"

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Linwen stared out across the frigid plains to the south.The sun was beginning to creep slowly over the high mountains to the east casting long shadows across the grass flat lands.She had been in Skyrim now for a couple months and how busy those months had been.While she was not a fan of the humans that had captured her and done things to her she'd rather not remember she was finding her new home in Whiterun agreeable.Having been accepted into the Companions had made her transition from captive slave to honorable warrior much easier and had allowed her to burn off some of the anger and aggression pent up inside her.Skyrim was perhaps a bit too cold for her tastes but she was never going back to Cyrodil now. Her past there was long and best forgotten.She hoped those she had wronged in the past would never find her in the cold reaches of her new home.