—Heartfire, 7Th, 4E 201— The rocky hills around Markarth are swarming with barbarians known as the ‘Forsworn’. I have yet to discover what this may mean. Yet, they are fighting alongside foul harpies in their towers; their lives are forfeit. I killed two harpies with the forsworn. One was in a cage, claiming her tower […]
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