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Velmir watched the traces of red sunlight fade in the horizon. He was lurking outside of the town he was killed in, Riften.

Quietly, he walked to the entrance of the city and looked around. After a while of walking he spotted the two men that were responsible for his murder. They were being piles into a cart by guards, being carried off to Markarth, no doubt. He jumped onto the carriage with them. He knew he was a ghost, he had figured it out when no one responded to him standing back up after having his face burnt off.