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(Anyways.)

The forests of Falkreath

Rigel Iron-Hand and her comrade, Aryon Bronze-Blood were traversing the hold, hunting bandits, and bickering as usual. Not necessarily in that order.

"Ri, you do have to admit that being worshipped isn't really that bad. You do have everybody doing your bidding."

Rigel, the daughter of Talos, turned around.

"Look, Dulen." She said, calling him by his Dwemer nickname, "I'm just as good as anyone in Tamriel, ignoring the fact that my father happens to be a god. You, being the son of a Altmeri God in Skyrim, should be pretty aware of that fact."