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For her, vengeance was empty. She stood among the bodies of her enemies. The bandits that had left her for dead on the trail. The blow that had not only stolen her consciousness, but it stole her memory. She remembered how to kill and how to defend herself; she knew how to fight. Now the nameless woman stood in Southern Skyrim surrounded by bandit corpses wondering who they were, why they had attacked her, and worst of all who she was....
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Nice concept for your char, though