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They would ride a while longer before setting up camp and Helian made pancakesfor everyone, as promised. This time with his very own wild berry jam made from fruits and berries he had found along the way. One day he would train Dancer to go fetch them for him so they could collect ingredients while they rode. One day.

Nemicus by the end of the day, seemed to be walking bowlegged around camp. Turns out horse riding was not quite what he remembered it to be. He thought about buying baggy pants in Kvatch to hide the awkward sight.

Aside from that it had mostly been business as usual when it came to the camping out in the wild.

Unbeknownst to them though. Something was watching them from the distance, waiting...

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5th of Evening Star

On the fifth day of the first proper winter month they reached the bluff on which the city of Kvatch was built. Lysilde had promised that they would spend the night here because beds with feather pillows were always desirable to tents among some of the covenant.

At the bottom of the road that zig-zagged up the bluff stood a curious bald man with a welcoming smile. He wore a simple brown robe with frayed sleeves and hem.

"Well come, strangers, well come. If you walk into the light of the divines you are most well come."

He held up an unfurled scroll, on it stood the classic edicts of Akatosh.