"So that's your name, eh? I think I'll just stick to callin' you lass." Running from her duties as the Dragonborn and her past life as a master of thievery, Asmiir finds herself traveling to the Skyrim's personal city of sin--Riften. Not to engage in any criminal activity--no, that part of her is "long gone." But then she meets him. Brynjolf was the lucky, green-eyed, pretty thief that got Asmiir to steal again. Got her to like it too. But when duty screams her name in the form of a dragon, which Asmiir will prevail: Master Theif, or Dragonborn of Legend?