Wesley
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Christine
Lenore was sitting by the river, having a book in hand and hee staff by her side. She had the ambience of the mill, workers, and the sound of Alvor the blacksmith working on a new sword in the background.

Most people would find these sounds annoying, but Anore found them soothing in a weird way. Still, she knew she would have to pack up and venture up to Bleak Falls Barrow in order to study the runes or carvings.
Peggy
_A strange but familiar whooshing sound could be heard in the distance, around the area of sleeping giant inn. This sound would then be followed by the click clack of a heavy staff or stick. A strange aura could be felt in the air as it got closer and closer_