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"We Nords are stubborn folk. We're still holding onto traditions from thousands of years ago." Hulgarth noted as he followed them into the city.

Winterhold had changed quiet a bit since the Civil War over 30 years ago. The city had rebuilt itself in many regards, though the scars of the Collapse will never fade from Winterhold. The city's wall was rebuild and so were most of the buildings on the stable ground. It was now a functional city, unlike it's horrible state decades ago. Though it is still one of the smallest and probably the least important of the hold capitals.

Seeing the group of travelers approaching, the guards atop the battlements opened the gates.

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At the crack of dawn the next day the group packed up camp and set off to finish their journey to Raldbthar.

Rigmor and Erich rode near the back of the group due to Garm having to keep up with the horses' pace.

"We should be able to reach there today if we keep to this pace." Rigmor said as they rode to the ruin.

"Luckily we haven't encountered any Falmer along the way." Erich muttered.