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"I feel pretty fine", said Evelyne. "Don't think I will be much of use in a fight, but I think I can still ride."

"Speaking of which", said Havel. "I will bring the horses in under some roof. No need for them to stand out there and attract every gigantic freak."

The Bosmer traversed the newly created Ramp and headed over to the animals, taking them by the reins as he guided them somewhere safe.

Myrdana motioned for the remainder of the group. "Alright, everyone head down. We rest up and then head for the Imperial City in the morning."

She then turned to Athorian. "And bring the firewood. Jared can get one going in no time."

"Bloody hell!" cursed Ran'Jinro as he stumbled upon Hildi, lying naked in the snow and barely conscious. "Hildi, dammit! Speak to me!"

The Nord murmured something incoherent, but appeared to be very much alive.

The Khajiit cursed under his breath and wrapped his own cloak around her before carrying her. "She went her own way to get some firewood, my furry arse", he grumbled.

"It's cold..." mumbled Hildi.

"Shut up", sighed Ran'Jinro, who didn't need to be reminded. Despite all his fur the cold bit into his skin and flesh like two rows of jagged teeth. "You will soon be comfortable by a warm fire."