It has been months since Lei Tarkov, the Dragonborn saved all of Skyrim from Alduin the World Eater, a Wyrm who threatened the End Times. It has been months since the Dragonborn returned. Lei felt there was nothing left for her to do. No one needed saving, she always couldve taken part in the devastating civil war between the Imperials and Stormcloaks but she knows there is no winning. Occupying herself through small task, clearing out any bandit caves or helping towns Lei was only struggling to keep her urge to find a true adventure down. On a fine evening Lei came to Whiterun from Riverwood, the glow of the setting sun set on the walls of Whitrun, old and worn. She entered the city, had herself a meal at the local Inn and went to her home where she would spend the rest of her evening.
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Death Consumes All
FantasyLei, a Khajiit, Dragonborn, and savior of Skyrim and all of Tamriel. She has journeyed through the Nine Holds seeking a good adventure. However, something is a mist when a Preafect Legionarie by the name of Livia Salvian confronts her about a matter...
