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I open my eyes remembering nothing from before. I look around searching for something familiar, something to help regain my memory.

"Hey, you. You're finally awake." A Nord with blond hair and blue eyes says to me, "You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there." He finishes, looking at the person next to him. Following his gaze, I see a Nord with brown hair and wearing rags.

"Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy," He rants, "If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen that horse and been half way to Hammerfell. You there. You and me we shouldn't be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants." He informs,