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The raven disintegrated into black mists as electrified bats gathered above Windhelm. They converged into one point, an inky black mist arising from the collimation point, as electricity sparked and red mists swirled freely.

A moment later, Sorin stood there, swearing about running out of Magicka. He looked at Imry and Rostei, then momentarily Kantar, before he turned back and said "so, I understand you got the lady out, may I question her? I would prefer we do it at the Dunmer's place."

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Alyssa sat alone in the bed, feeling dejected. To be powerless was to be useless. She had to get her powers back. It was so decided. She felt her pockets and found a piece of paper. A recall scroll to Revyn's shop. Reading it, Alyssa was transported across the space.

She ended up in a familiar looking shop.

(Fireball is her strongest spell now, she can't cast most of her stuff)

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Felrion reached Windhelm and entered. No point waiting up.

(I'll leave Ariana alone first)