Literature
The Briinah's Story, Chapter 1
From under the jagged outcropping of rock, I looked out into the swirling maelstrom of snow and thunder and certain hypothermia. As it was, bundled up close to the campfire, I was certain that I would either suffocate or be caught aflame before the night was through, and I wondered if a quiet, peaceful death of freezing in my sleep might be preferable. But no, I refused to be another body to be found beside the road. To have my bones stepped on by the uncaring feet of Thalmor patrols, to be forgotten and unburied so far from home… that could not be how I end, after all this time. I have slept in haunted bogs and beast-filled woods, in