Not Alone  (A Skyrim Fanfiction)

Not Alone (A Skyrim Fanfiction)

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I, Kisvar, the only known Dragonborn, have defeated Alduin in Sovngarde. I joined the side of the Stormcloaks in the Civil War, and the Empire is subdued once and for all. Skyrim is at peace, and I am renowned across the Nine Holds. You might think my life has slowed down some now, right? That I'm taking a well-earned break from adventuring? .... No. I make my living as an adventurer, and in secret, as the Guildmaster of the Thieves Guild. I thrive on adventure and attention. You wouldn't take a break from breathing, would you? Didn't think so. Now I'm starting on a new quest, one that started with two strangely-dressed men and an order to kill me from some person named Miraak....
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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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