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The traveler arrived at a city. At first sight, it looked as if the Gods had hand picked this very spot of earth to be the place for such an eye wonder. It was as if a colossal number of artist and philosophers had gathered and choose that spot for both its beauty and strategic purposes. "Whiterun," they call it. The travel quickly noticed a great tower almost reaching the edges of clouds. She though to herself, "that's it, that's Dragonsreach. That's where the dragon was kept. That's where I need to go."