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Cyrodiil. The Imperial City. Allysa's anxiety increased as she approached the high walled metropolis. Ghost danced and shied at every blowing leaf in response to her mistress' fear. She road openly now, in disguise, right up to the stable that she had plundered only two days before.

Arrangements were quickly made to board Ghost. The stablegirl was cordial and deferential to Allysa's apparent high status. Allysa gathered her belongings and walked calmly toward the City Gates. Her gut was twisted in fear.