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SPOILER INFO
This fanfic novel is largely based on the events that occurred in an actual game of Skyrim I played. Therefore, it's inevitably a spoiler.
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previous day
4-202-04-21 09:20
Falskaar Docks – Dånstar ship, somewhere in the Sea of Ghosts
There is nothing to see, just greenish-gray water in every direction. The girls and I have plenty of time to talk. About nothing special, really. You know how women talk.
We arrive by half past four in the same day's afternoon. Nothing extraordinary going on in Dånstar. Nice weather, partially cloudy.
I intend to do some shopping and then head west – Solitud, Mor Khazgur, Markarth.
Um, on second thought, I'll do a round of crafting after we've chatted a couple of hours with the locals. Give Lydia some time to enjoy herself and such.
Anyway, after Markarth, I suppose we'll take a short trip to Bruma. I can't postpone handling with Razzada forever, and I have to find some kind of a solution to Cedus's false accusations against Dar'taqto.
The crafting somehow lasts until the early morning hours... again. More precisely, it's already daylight by the time I hurry to the inn and go to sleep.
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