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Tel slammed her hands down on the table, toppling potion bottles and scattering her reagents.   She was getting nowhere.  She should be better at this, but regardless, she was getting nowhere. It had been over a week since her spell had gone wrong and blinded Tarveth.  She’d spent nearly every waking moment since then trying to find some way to fix it.  It wasn’t as simple as just making another attempt.  This was going to take something else, and for the life of her, she couldn’t figure out what. Her bearhound, Hircine, ambled across the yard from his new favorite napping spot beneath the gnarled cherry tree Tel had recen

The sun was rising lazily over the courtyard of Autumn’s Gate as Tel busied herself about Honeysuckle’s stall, removing the horse’s tack and brushing the mare down after their morning ride. Malacath and Wurfles had joined them in their casual rove about the Rift and now sat panting happily, Malacath flopped atop his favorite boulder and Wurfles lying sprawled out beside it. Tel regarded her pack with a little smile as she filled Honeysuckle’s trough with feed and gave the mare a fond pat before turning to head back inside. As she crossed toward the door, the yard’s outer gate opened unexpectedly, and three blood

“You have nothing to offer me anymore, my reptilian chum. I have your sanity and his soon enough, and you have nothing else of value to me, so if you want to bargain over this like a damn fool, you’ll have to find some other sap to listen to you.” Gimbles spat on the cobbles as he marched through the Hollow City with purpose. His most recent little chat with Sheogorath had been as infuriating as ever, but it doesn’t do to blame the Mad God for making one mad. If one Daedra couldn’t fix this, he’d find another who would. He stopped briefly before the imposing facade of the Chapel of Light that towered abo