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Stin = Freedom in Dovahzul ~~~ The Dragonborn is victorious and Alduin is dead. Skyrim can now rest in peace. But there is one last obstacle before peace is achieved. The Civil War ~~~ Very mature themes in this book!! Read at your own risk! This book may contain; - Descriptions of gore and violence - Controversial themes This book will add a 'Game of Thrones' type feeling to Skyrim. I say this now so that I don't get questioned on this. This is a fanfiction based on a game set in medieval times. Yeah, it's fantasy, but the time period was different back then regardless of genre. ~~~ - Characters used in this book belong to Bethesda - My OCs belong to me - Any pictures or music used in this book belong to their rightful owners
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Femke, a Nordic-Bosmeri woman, has come to Riften to start over. She thought she was ready for adventuring in the big, wide world outside of her meager home in the mining colony of Dawnstar. She couldn't have been more wrong. After several mishaps and roadblocks, she stumbles to Riften, footsore, hungry, and with no money to her name, in hopes of finding some good, honest work. But no one seems to trust her because she has elven blood. Turned away and alone, she is found by two members of a mysterious organization operating within Riften. One, a Nordic man called Brynjolf, takes pity on the poor human-elf and offers her a job, and if she does well, a spot within the "Guild," as he puts it. NOTE: If I owned Skyrim, I would have no need for writing fanfictions just for the heck of it. I only own Femke and my original dialogue. Everything else is credited to Bethesda Game Studios.

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