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(His faction is very ... Illuminati like :P)

Sorin shrugged. Everyone was ignoring him. It was getting boring. Perhaps he should write to his friends in the high up places. The cabal that loved to control.

Sorin walked out and left for the College, writing as his horse galloped. Finishing his letters, a spectral raven appeared and took them to their respective recipients.

Time to call in the Calvary. Skyrim was disunited. Perhaps it was time to set things right.