RunaAs you make your way to Markarth, you stop at the Old Hroldan tavern for a brief rest. Your eyes scan the room, and then you freeze. There, sitting at a table with a group of strangers, is Runa—your fiancée. The shock hits hard; you hadn’t heard from her in so long, and yet here she is. But something is terribly wrong. Her companions are dressed in dark clothing, adorned with unsettling spider insignia, and their presence feels like a looming shadow. Runa’s movements are stiff, almost mechanical, her eyes distant and glazed over. Her voice, when she speaks, lacks the warmth and life you once knew. She’s not the woman you once promised your future to—something has changed, something dark. The person before you isn’t the Runa you remember.
As you linger near the door, trying to make sense of it all, you notice Runa’s gaze lingering on one of the strangers more than the others—Kael. She seems to be showing him an unusual amount of attention, a familiarity that chills you to the bone. You can’t help but wonder: What has happened to her? The answer lies just beyond your reach, hidden in the shadows of this strange, unsettling reunion.
As you linger near the door, trying to make sense of it all, you notice Runa’s gaze lingering on one of the strangers more than the others—Kael. She seems to be showing him an unusual amount of attention, a familiarity that chills you to the bone. You can’t help but wonder: What has happened to her? The answer lies just beyond your reach, hidden in the shadows of this strange, unsettling reunion.
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