~~when you see my signal, unleash hell~~

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At one hip she wore a dagger, on the opposite a pouch with three health potions, one for magic, and four tiny flasks of poison. She wore a crossbow over her back and carried a plain wooden bow over one shoulder. Her black leather armor had held up well for this quest. The scorch marks on her right gauntlet were going to have to be repaired, but over all she had come out on top of this quest. The farmer had been pleased to know his animals and family would be from from the vampires that had taken up dwelling in the cave near his property. She accepted her payment and had set back off north towards Winterhold.

She ought to go visit her mother. Belwin had no doubt that something more exciting was going to come up in between her present location and her destination. Someone else would need her to take care of something. They would call her off because of witches or vampires or werewolves. Occasionally it was more mundane. She'd been asked twice to look in to howling near Whiterun. The farmers there were especially spooked about the wolves, but she had not found anything out of the ordinary. Maybe she would swing by Windhelm and see what the Stormcloak were up to. Her mother thought she was traveling practicing Alchemy and enchanting, what she was doing was much more violent. And she much preferred that.

She paused a moment beside a stream to refill her flask of water. Setting down her bow, she knelt next to it. The woods had been quiet. The still was interrupted by a sharp snap of twigs behind her. She set down her flask, grabbing the crossbow from her back, she turned to face the woods. "Show yourself." Belwin demanded. "Now." She was not one to be overly cautious typically, but she had little to no patience today. After the vampires, another hunt was not what she was looking for. She wanted nothing more than to stop for water and move on as far as she could today before making camp. But first, she had to make sure she was not being followed.

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