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Volarano and Eirik said curt goodbyes to everyone but Emrey and Brighid (seeing as they were having a rather private conversation), and promptly left for Skyrim, still confused as to what would happen next. Surely something like this wouldn't go unnoticed by the Emperor? The conflict may have ended peacefully for now, but it was a wary, wrong kind of peace... like the calm before a storm.

Volarano looked back once, eyes searching over the Knights and sellswords, including Morrigan, who had been left to her own devices since they couldn't risk her going on a rampage in the College. He briefly wondered if they would ever meet again, or if they would be hunted down and killed before some foe decided to make itself known to the Empire. He hoped for the former, but for now, he could do nothing but hope.

So begin the watchful nights, Volarano thought to himself, shouldering his pack once again before turning back to the road, and to Skyrim.