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"I think she's waking up." A Riften Nord's voice echoed in Nepht's head as she drunkenly opened her eyes and looked around. The first thing she noticed was that her nose was incredibly sore, she felt like she had been punched in the face. She could have been, for all she knew as she had no recollectiong of the night before.

The Nord in question blurred into focus, a tall, strapping man, with grey eyes and brown hair. Then another face came into view, a nord woman, who she knew well, looked down on her as concern grew on her face.

"Nepht?"

The Dunmer found herself revived by Manja's words, which snapped her back into reality and caused her to sit up.

"M-Manja?" She tried to reach for her nose but her bonds stopped her from moving her arms and legs.

"Wh-What's going on!?" She panicked, pulling at the bonds but finding them to be incredibly restrictive, whoever tied them knew what they were doing.