Judy
"Dasil Winterbourne. It's an odd name... Both of them. My father made them up. I'm a Bone-Breaker in the Stormcloak army. And former Vigilant."

*Scouts-Many-Marshes entered. The average guard would've shaken him down or something. Not her. He actually seemed relieved to see her.*
Mary
"Well-met, Dame Winterbourne." He says, "It is is an honor to be in the presence of the Divine Crusader." He bows, he of course knows of the legends of the Crusader's Relics, any priest of the Divines worth their salt does
Judy
"I felt a calling of sorts after getting drunk with an argonian. I scaled a mountain, fought the former keeper of the relics, and he smashed my arm in with the Mace."

*She looked down at her plate.*

"Just waiting for the time to use it. Test my will, to see if i can even handle it."