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"Father." Kyrnil muttered.

"Is that really how you greet your old man?!" Valgeir snapped.

Kyrnil could tell he was drunk as always so he was unsure how he would react. To his surprise the old man hugged him.

"You can't stay away for so long, Kyr. I was begining to think you would never come back. Let's go to Jorrvaskr and get some mead." Valgeir said as he pulled away.

"Father, while I certainly would like some mead right about now. I don't think it is best that you have another mug." Kyrnil replied.

Valgeir shrugged. "Not this again. Look, I don't want to argue. So let's just get some mead."

Kyrnil sighed and acompanied his father down the steps of Dragonsreach and back to the Wind District. As they passed by Gildergreen they noticed Hawk Priests gathering around. "What is going on?" Kyrnil asked.

"Kyneson, the tree has been giving off a presence ever since a few minutes ago." One of them replied.

Could me passing by it earlier have caused this? He wondered.

Valgeir curiously looked at the tree. As the two of them stood there with the Hawk Priests other citizens started to stop by to watch.

The leaves of the tree seemed to glow ever brighter, until a large white hawk landed atop the largest branch.

"Kyne." The Hawk Priests all muttered and bowed down for the goddess. The citizens copied them.

Valgeir looked shocked, it had been many years since he last laid eyes on the goddess, even in her animal form.

To everyone's surprise, the hawk began to glow as well and within seconds it changed into a woman that dropped down from the tree's branch. Kyne's human form was much taller than everyone, even Kyrnil. Her hair was a bright blonde, brighter than her son. Her eyes were just like Kyrnil's, a stormy-blue. Her skin fair and beautiful, but she had a few scars covering her body. She was wearing the armor of the old Atmorans and on her back was a large Atmoran bow and a quiver that seemed to spark.