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1104 years before the events of Skyrim.

Skyrim was quite the beautiful place. Especially the Reach. The fog rolls over the mountains and into the forest. The sounds of the wildlife echo throughout the trees. Early morning brought out the beauty for all to see.

I put my foot to a log and pull the straps, tightening my pack. I shift my leathers to fit better before putting the pack on, and going on my way. Now what is close to, five AM Turdas, I hit the main trail and begin heading south.

(If you read this all the way to the end, I ask you don't use your normal character unless they were alive 1104 years ago. Please say, scarecrow before replying too, so I know you read this. )
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JUNTOS SEREMOS FORTES
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Itachi edo tensei
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