Chapter 14 - Forsworn

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        "The Reach belongs to the Forsworn!" The man dropped his dagger as an arrow plunged into his arm. He hissed in pain retriving his blade, resuming his attack on the woman.

        Guards cut him down before he got a chance. They turned to Jade, "Move along, the guards will take care of this."

        "He said something about the Forsworn."

        "There are no Forsworn in the city. Now, move along!" The guard barked.

        The woman ran up to Jade, "By the gods, that man nearly killed me! You saved my life. Thank you. My name's Marget; here, I was going to bring this to my sister, but I think you should have it." She handed Jade an emerald amulet.

        "Do you know why that man was after you?"

         "No idea. I've visiting from Cyrodiil. I was just buying some jewlery for my family. I think...I think I need to go sit down for a bit...thank you agian."

        A Breton walked to her. "Gods. A woman attacked right on the streets. Are you all right? Did you see what happened?"

        "The man said something about the Forsworn."

        "The Forsworn? Strange. Well, I hope the Eight give you more peace in the future, for what it's worth." Suddenly he said, "Oh, I think you dropped this. Some kind of note. Looks important." He handed her a piece of folded up paper.

        "Do you know anything about this attack?"

        "No. I was just getting some fresh air. Had one too many pints of mead at the Silver-Blood Inn. My name is Eltrys by the way. What brings you to Markarth?"

        "I'm looking for someone by the name of Muiri."

        "You'll be looking for the Hag's Cure then. Take a  left from here, turn right at the first bridge, turn left before going up the stairs at water wheel, cross the bridge, and ascend the stairs to the right, then to the left again and viola."

        "Thank you, Eltrys." She entered the shop, finding a two women conversing with each other.

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