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[TheCheshireKhajiit]

It's one of my mods. Can buy or rent horses from Chestnut Handy. Renting is much cheaper, but after a month the horse walks away. But this idea is most convenient for my skooma dealer because he's terrible at keeping horses alive.

Kewl!

[TheCheshireKhajiit]

After a misunderstanding about the ownership of certain supplies in the Mages Guild hall of Wayrest, Brenna decided to relocate. They didn’t try to have her arrested, but they did revoke her membership status, which barred her from all of the guild halls in High Rock. Believing that Hammerfell would be too close, and that her newly acquired bad reputation might follow her there, she caught a ship bound for Cyrodiil, the Imperial Province. Brenna arrived in the port city of Anvil on the morning of Morndas, Last Seed 27 3E433. On arrival at the Anvil docks, Brenna gathered her meager possessions and briefly recalled the strange and disturbing dream she had the night before involving shadowy figures attacking the Emperor, and an amulet lost. Brenna often had visions of things that could come to pass, but this? This felt different. Somehow she knew that what she saw in the dream would come to pass. She shook her head to clear the dream from her mind and set off down the waterfront, familiarizing herself with the harborside businesses as she went. As she wandered the docks, she overheard a fragment of a conversation that confirmed what she already knew in her bones.

“The Emperor and his three sons, dead, right under the noses of the Imperial Guard. It’s a disgrace.”

Brenna pushed the trouble with the Emperor’s assassination to the back of her mind and decided to focus on finding the local Mages Guild. She approached a guard who was kind enough to give her a general layout of the city, then entered the town proper and made her way to the Mages Guild hall. There Brenna met the local guild head, Carahil, who was pleasant enough, and was formally inducted as a new member of the Mages Guild in Cyrodiil. After that she met her new guildmates, who were all quite nice, and explored the city until dinner time.

The fare at the Mages Guild wasn’t fancy, but it was filling, and so with her hunger satiated, Brenna decided to turn in for the night. She made her way to the third floor of the hall, and practically fell into the large bed that her guildmates indicated she could use. As Brenna lay in the soft bed, she reflected on her first day in Cyrodiil. Anvil seemed a nice enough town. Quiet, for the most part. As good a place as any to establish a foothold for a new life. Satisfied with how well her plan had worked out, and feeling safe and quite comfortable, Brenna drifted off to the most peaceful sleep she had known in many nights, blessedly free of dark figures and knives in the dark.

[Lena Wolf]

Oh, I know. Such misunderstandings can be quite a nuisance! Lena had a misunderstanding about a sweetroll, but that being in the Imperial City, immediately landed her in the Imperial Prison... even if it was only meant for a day or two, to teach her a lesson. And what a lesson that turned out to be!

[Acadian]

I wonder if Brenna will find an unusual amulet in her pocket?