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''That makes three. My little Cult is really coming together nicely. I'll be able to afford a temple, and fill one, in no time. ''He thought with glee. Little did he know that his previous two sales weren't actually going to pray to Orkey.

"Ah, another customer. Well, friend, I sell genuine Amulets of Orkey. Would you be interested in buying one?" Ortis asked.

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Once the Companions had gathered inside the Mead Hall, Kyrnil told them. "We're heading to Hawksreach. The High Priest has called us personally to carry out a mission for him. Apparently it has to do with grave news that just arrived from the Jarl of Helgen."

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The guards on the walls saw their comrade fall limp after one of the robbed figures did something to him and yelled. "What in Oblivion...Shut the gates!"

The gate guard quickly pulled the lever and the porticulis gate fell down. Two guards then closed the wooden gate behind it.

"Inform the Jarl! Quickly!" The guard said and another of them rushed to the Keep to warn the Jarl.

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"They think a gate is going to stop us." Wrath said, not amused.