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Torus returned home to the Companions. He was commended by his fellow shield-bretheren for his part in defeating the vampire, although his part in destroying the vile creature may have been a bit exaggerated.

Meyline also went to Whiterun with Torus. She felt that she no longer had a home in Markarth, and that she had much more to prove out in the field. Thus, she was welcomed into the companions and began training to become a true part of their ranks.

From there, the both of them went back to business as usual, traversing through the lands of Skyrim and bringing justice to the most foul creatures that they could find.

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Shrava wandered off on her lonesome again, feeling lost for the first time in her life. Delusul's betrayal had left her reeling, and she was unsure of where to go and what to do. She traveled to Elseweyr and simply wandered from city to city, town to town, in search of who she was and what she could do.

Inside her, a storm of rage was brewing. She had been a slave to the ways of many for far too long. Born a slave to the corruption of business, taken in as a slave to the experiments of a man that she trusted. As time went on, it became clear what she had to do; ensure that she, nor anyone else,suffer a similar fate.

Devoted fully to expanding her arsenal of fire and destruction, Shrava became the embodiment of rage and vengeance. Hunting down the corrupt and those who had any hand in wronging her, she became determined to have her name be feared in all corners of tamriel.

No longer Shrava of Dune, no longer Shrava the Wicked. She was now the Wraith.

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Alex returned to Windhelm, back to the guild and back to her regular life of assassinations. However, she was foolish to think the Queen of the Laumer would simply forget about their arrangement. She was soon found out, and the Queen had her top assassins attack. Though they were successful in retaliating, Alex realized the liability that she posed to her friends. She sent herself into exile, hiding and striking from the shadows when she could.

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Alvoran made true on his promise and lead Yenith to the land of Valenwood. The two carved out a grove for themselves, close to civilization but still their own oasis from the wordly problems of man. Alvoran relinquished his sword back to Meridia, deciding that his service to Yenith was more important than his service to Meridia. Though the daedric prince was initially upset with her champion, she had no time to dawdle in finding a replacement, and so let him be for now.

Though he still found himself traveling from time to time, Alvoran was focused on building a home life with the woman he loved.