Tirdas, 26th of Last Seed, 4E 201 (III)Mature

“A remnant of twilight attempted to shine through the dense clouds as I hit the road once again. I reached Helgen by night-time, and I noticed there was still light illuminating the interior of the keep as I crossed that desolate town. Although the keep seemed to be quite a comfortable shelter, the possibility of it being inhabited troubled me greatly, and I was not eager to find out the truth. Thus I decided to continue travelling along the road to Falkreath – as to enter the town by the northeast – until I finally reached that little bandit camp near the road. The bedrolls did not look like much this morning, but they feel quite cozy now, after such a long day. I just hope the bonfire will keep the nocturne beasts at bay…”

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