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At last I found the place she had told me of... Tucked away in a remote corner of The Reach, that contested mountainous land of Skyrim where Hammerfell and High Rock both butt borders with Skyrim.

It turns out to be the entrance to some manner of Dwemer ruin of the sort that are sprinkled across much of the Northern and Western parts of Tamriel. And one not already known of at that.

To follow her brother's path I had to leap down a shaft that luckily I suppose, ended in a great pool of water. From there I descended into a ruined city of darkness and found some oddness, such as Stygian corridors that lit as I entered them. I found charred bodies scattered about yet no sign of her brother.

At one point I was attacked by a ghost gibbering something.

I learned in training that there are at least a dozen different types of ghosts, and only a few are hostile, only two can do anything about their hostility. This was obviously one of the latter.

This may wind up being  a job for a full fledged Witcher, not a failed one like me. But something is certainly odd here, and damn my eyes I grow interested.

Especially since it begins to look as if the only way out is through whatever awaits me in the dark.