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The woman nodded, glancing around at the horses before taking one - a chestnut with a dark mane - then followed the two.

She hung behind the two men as they spoke. She continuously eyed the pale figure, who had soon after disappeared into a flurry of bats. Wren blinked, a bit confused at the sight, but nevertheless kept following the men as they continued towards Windhelm.

As they approached, Wren heard her kestrel, who soared above them, give a small distressed call. In the distance she could hear sounds of battle. "What's going on?" she asked.