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~The young nord strolled in his Daedric Master Mephala had just granted him her sword... the Ebony Blade. It sat holstered tightly to his back its wicked blade compacted into a slim black sheet of metal. His white hair covered his rightside of his face. He wore ebony armor although  he had no helmet of course. His body was tall and muscled but not beffed up like usual Nords. His skin was pale and seemed unhealthy. But even his body was sturdy enough to hold up the armor. He walked over to the counter, his blue eyes peered around. Before turning back to Hulda giving her a bag of septims in exchange for a couple of Black-Mair Mead.~