Hess; Dragonborn, Thieves Guild Master, Arch-mage, Listener-Leader of The Dark Brotherhood, and part time blacksmith-craftsman, is enjoying herself.
Hess slipped into Markarth, killed the cook who knew the Gourmet, and was leaving…it was the perfect crime until…A Thalmor walked into the Hall… (No, Hess, No…face-palm) Hess put a poison arrow through his chest, then ran out into the street heavily pursued into 
this. Hess surrendered to the nearest guard, bribed him for half her fine, then walked nonchalantly back inside and 
looted the body to recoup some of her fine. (The GOTC went to get an adult beverage, and could be heard muttering, “Hess…Hess…Hess…”, and shaking his head.)
Um…Hess…you don’t
 look like an Orc…
Shadowmere is not sure what to think of his new master 
digging in the dirt.
Finding an 
opening in heavy armor, this one 
lost his head over Hess, and then Hess takes a much needed 
rest.
Hess arrives at the 
Dawnstar sanctuary to check on her family, then made a stop at her house in 
Whiterun to make some repairs to her armor and weapons, then on to 
Riften to make some arrangements with 
her guild to repair the Dark Brotherhood’s new home.
Hess needed some R&R so 
headed north…looking
 forward to some quiet time in her college quarters.