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"Stormcloaks?" Heppni noted

"Hmm, what are Ulfric's thugs doing here..."

He turned to Rowan.

"This is not our fight. Son. This goes above us."

"But... They're attacking our town!" Rowan protested at the verdict of his father.

"Might seem so, but this is obviously dirty politics and, or Black-Briar business, son."

"Best not get involved. We both know Riften's guard can't be trusted these days."

Rowan slightly lowered his sword. Seemed his father was right.

He took another glimpse over his shoulder and saw the atronach monstrosity pulverize the guards.

"Now what we do?"

"Hide." Heppni suggested, pointing at the safest place he could think of.

The Temple of mara.