Riddles - a Skyrim fanfic
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Svenja is eighteen and has horrible luck. She's living the life of a thief. She's lived outside or in inns her entire life and is well known amongst the citizens in some holds. She has to make amends, with the little resources she has. Everything went pretty well, until Bhar'Nall, an Orc with high status, claimed her to be a murderer. A stranger on the run makes it even more of a mess, and pulls her into an adventure with more deceit, hatred and games than she had signed up for. How will she ever get out of this mess?
- A story based on the game "The elder scrolls - Skyrim". The endless amount of books I found in the Skyrim world can be quite inspiring, so I decided to add to that number.
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