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The following morning     Scarlet woke up at her house with the worst headache imaginable. She had been out late drinking yet again, and she began to rummage through her shelf for a potion to relieve her migraine. The night before, Scarlet had promised to Garith that she would visit Sofie before they were deployed. So she put on a simple brown tunic, a pair olive green trousers and her boots before heading out. She decided to head to the marketplace before going to Garith’s house.   At the marketplace, Scarlet looked through the various stalls for a suitable gift for Sofie. A stuffed doll? Or perhaps some sweet treat? She spent the ne

The Morning After     Areum got little rest that night. He was too fixated on what Scarlet had said to him, about the blood, the callous disregard for the lives of your enemies. The overall lack of mercy. He had only gotten a few hours of sleep before Gaelan woke him up.   “Wake up Areum, big day ahead. Eat a hearty breakfast, then meet me and the rest of the squad at the training yard outside Windhelm. Feel free to what  food I have.” Gaelan said before he put on his cape and headed out.     Areum poked around Gaelan’s kitchen and helped himself to mutton, bread and a chalice of watered down wine. He had finished eatin

One year before the events of A Skyrim Tale "State your name for the record." "Gaelan Aradur. Vivec City, Morrowind" replied a young adult Dunmer male to the Nord who was filling out paperwork at a Stormcloak recruitment center "You're far away from home, Dark Elf. What brings you to Skyrim, and more importantly, to fight for the Stormcloaks? Thought all your kind cozied up to the Thalmor."     This claim struck a nerve with Gaelan, and his mind was barraged with flashbacks. The fire, the blood, the bodies of his friends, family and agents of the Aldmeri Dominion strewn across the ash roads of Vivec. His blood boiled, teeth clenched and