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"What in Oblivion was that..." Ulfi asked slowly. She was now even more on her guard. Being far enough away to not be hit by the explosion, but still dazed by the light. She covers her eyes with her arms for a moment as her eyes slowly get used to the darkness. Whispering three words. "Laas Yah...

"I have no idea what these objects are. They are foreign to me." Ulfi answered as she looked around the library, seemingly more interested in the books than the foreign objects. She understood them more than these things that intrigue quite a few people in the group. They certainly weren't of...

Ulfi remained mostly silent during the encounter of the doll and Tony, but she remained on her guard as she joined the group into the library.

"Agreed. If there is one thing the Nordic Tombs taught me, is to never let your guard down." Ulfi responded.

"I think that might be a bad idea..." Ulfi noted as she listened to the creaking of the stairs. "Unless we can reinforce it, there is no way we can get up this way."

"And what does this precisely mean?" Ulfi asked.

After leaving her weapons behind, Ulfi started to imagine that what was instructed. There is no warmth, so there must be cold. Old smell of time and a chill in the air. When she opened her eyes, the cold was somewhat disappointing for her. She notices Leaf. "Cold? It's warm in here. And you...

"I think I know what you are getting to." Ulfi said as she holds her pin and made her or immagination. Her immagination was not a keyhold, but to change the whole door into one of a Nordic tomb.

"The same counts for me. If we ever enter a dwemmer ruin or a tomb at my home unarmed and without armor, we're going to die, guaranteed. I can't even assure you that we will survive while armed." Ulfi said "That's not even taking into account the threats outside. Sure, the roads have become much...

"Looks like conjuration magic. Yet, not a weapon or a creature." Ulfi tries to explain before looking to Whitmore. This was what really caught Ulfi's attention. She was far from unfamiliar in exploring ruins. However, these didn't give much in terms of technology, but it could give something...

"No, we don't. Not even in the Cyrodiil. The main province of the Empire. Maybe something the Dwemmer had, but it's hard to ask them." "Both are foreign to me." Ulfi then said to Shockwave.

Ulfi shrugged at the comment "There has to be a reason why. If I think I know the reason why then we're going to have an uphill battle ahead of us." "Hmm, perhaps you can have only thing appear at once." Ulfi said in response to the disappearing sandwich. She took her own pin and held it in her...

"By the Nine." Ulfi said shocked at the sudden appearance of the food. Assuming what Leaf said, that was exactly what Leaf ordered. "I was thinking about some salmon steak, baked potatoes, and some good Nord Mead." Ulfi said, then looking up with confusion at Shockwave. "I don't think Nord Mead...

Ulfi looked around the Alchemy Lab. To her disappointment, there was no forge here. "I don't think it's that old." She said to Leaf. "I have no idea what any of those things mean. But I suppose with 'non-sapient life forms' and the nestings, wildlife." Ulfi then said to Shockwave "But...

"Hmm... perhaps." Ulfi said before she went along with Shockwave to the Alchemy Laboratory.

"Perhaps ancient tombs?" Ulfi said, remembering her adventures through places like Bleak Fall Barrows. She looked at the girl with an observing eye for a moment "Aren't you a bit young for this?" she asked. "That explains that." Ulfi said before she took a look at the map. After a moment, she...

"My name is Ulfi Blackthorn, I'm from Skyrim. Helgen to be precise." Ulfi said towards Shockwave. "I suppose the Dwemmer did not make you then." She added before she slowly moved her hands away from her sword.

The dominating sound of smithing was heard from the shop Ulfi had set up over the years. She was somewhat busy as usual with creating armor and weapons for customers. Having all her focus on her work, she was completely oblivious to the letter that was sitting on her armoring bench. It wasn't...