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He sensed the Dominion regulars looking him over as he read the poster, \u201cWanted, Rigmor of Bruma, 15,000 Gold Coin, Dead or Alive.\u201d He stood there a moment thinking, \u201cI wonder what she did to deserve so much attention from Thalmor operatives in Skyrim? It must have been something truly unique to earn that much of a reward. 15,000 Gold Coin could feed a family here in Riverwood for some time to come.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He turned then and headed into the town towards the Riverwood Trader, the local goods store where Lucan and his sister were. As he neared the store, he saw a dark elf speaking with some authority to yet another Justiciar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He casually walked up to the poster, yet another one of this Rigmor girl, then turned and watched from the walkway of the town in front of the Riverwood Trader.<\/p>\n\n\n

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What he heard was, \u201cI have every right to be here, do you think your authority extends to the Dominion?\u201d The dark elf lady appeared to be unconcerned with his declaration of superiority over her. She responded, \u201cI don\u2019t care who you believe gives you permission to harass the citizens of the Jarl in Whiterun. I will tell you though; I am the authority here, and if you don\u2019t take your group away from this town, stop bothering everyone you have a suspension about, I will have you and your regulars escorted out of town by sword point. Do I make myself clear?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The adventurer smiled slightly and took an immediate liking to this lady. He thought, \u201cShe must be an officer of the Jarl of Whiterun to speak with such confidence.\u201d Then the Justiciar responded, \u201cWell I never, you can be sure the Jarl of Whiterun will hear about this from the authorities in Solitude.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He turned and headed towards the entry where the rest of the Justiciar and Dominion regulars stood. With that, the dark elf lady looked briefly over at the adventurer. Their eyes connected across the distance. He felt her take the measure of his worth. She then turned towards the Sleeping Giant Inn, the local establishment for food, drink, music, and sleep if needed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He quietly turned, reached out to open the door to the trader and stepped in through the doorway. Once inside he immediately picked up on the heated discussion taking place between the store owner and his sister according to Rose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucan was speaking, \u201cThis discussion is over. There will be no thief chasing, not bandit tracking, nothing of the sort.\u201d His sister Camilla stood there defiant and spat back at him, \u201cWell, what are you going to do about then? Nothing!\u201d They then both noticed him standing there is the shadow of the doorway.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Lucan, turned towards him and said, \u201cI don\u2019t know what you heard but the Riverwood Trader is still open for business. We have just about anything you might need.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The adventurer responded, \u201cThank you, I need to see if you might have some clean cloth for bandages. Hmm! Maybe a warm fur to be used as a blanket.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lucan replied, \u201cI think you\u2019ll like what we have here, I believe these will fit your needs.\u201d Lucan paused briefly then followed up with, \u201cI hope you\u2019re not planning any trouble!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The adventurer smiled slightly and responded, \u201cNo just helping some folks out, no trouble planned on my part.\u201d The adventurer received the goods, paid Lucan, then began to leave the store with his sister quietly sitting behind him, likely trying to consider who this stranger was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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When the adventurer had stepped outside, he took a few paces forward and looked around at the town. There was no Thalmor anywhere. He mused, \u201cWell, it appeared the Justiciar did indeed believe the Dark Elf lady had enough authority to encourage them to leave the town.\u201d He chuckled quietly to himself, turned, and noticed the poster of Rigmor of Bruma was still there even if they were not.<\/p>\n\n\n

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He shrugged, then began his trip back to Rose and the injured girl who he now knew to be Rigmor of Bruma. He considered as he made his way back to the boat at the hunter\u2019s camp, \u201cRigmor of Bruma is a title, not a common name. They would have only used the name Rigmor if she was just a local resident of the city of Bruma or the county.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Continuing to think this through, \u201cHe needed to consider this some more concerning this girl. There\u2019s something not adding up right now. I need to learn about what her reasons for being here are and where she was going if we are going to have any hope of helping her.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

He sensed the Dominion regulars looking him over as he read the poster, \u201cWanted, Rigmor of Bruma, 15,000 Gold Coin, Dead or Alive.\u201d He stood there a moment thinking, \u201cI wonder what she did to deserve so much attention from Thalmor operatives in Skyrim? It must have been something truly unique to earn that much … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"iawp_total_views":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-592","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rigmor"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/592","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=592"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/592\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1702,"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/592\/revisions\/1702"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=592"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=592"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sleeplessprogrammer.net\/brainexpression\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=592"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}