Let it not once be said that she, who goes by the name Ash Forest-Vale, was ever meant for a normal life. She fought dragons, daedra, scuffled with a few Gods and even killed her predestined enemy, The World Eater, Alduin. And she somehow managed to stay alive. Now, after everything was said and done in the end, looking back at what she had wrought? Tranquility. There is nothing that her life calls for now. Skyrim is quiet, the dragons are quiet...she has gone quiet. She doesn't feel needed now. Her fate is, finally, her own now and she can close her eyes and think about her own future without worrying about a dragon swallowing her world whole. But Fate...is a cruel mistress.