Lianda finds Dawnbreaker
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She throws up a soft glow of candlelight to hover over her head, and readies her sword.

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A skeletal human-shape of shadow shrinks back from the candlelight, then lunges.

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She steps to the side, thrusts her sword into its center-mass, then slashes to the side and thrusts a fire blast at it with her other hand.

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Her sword slides through it like mist, but the skeletal claws with which it was about to rake at her catch fire when her spell hits -

It flows away from her like smoke, dissipating once again into mist and shadows, then billows forth to slash at her again with claws and teeth -

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She drops her sword, notes where it lands, raises a ward spell with one hand while she continues blasting with the other. If she can get it to retreat, there's a silver dagger in her boot, might be worth switching to.

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Its talons and its jaw catch fire, and the surge of smoke breaks against the ward.  It seems like any part of it solid enough to hurt her is solid enough to be hurt

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She'll keep the ward up while she ducks down for the silver dagger in her boot, slashing at it with that.

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It screams, and smoke coagulates into the shape of fractured human bones around the path of the dagger - arms and jaw coalesce for a desperate lunge -

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She'll duck to the side and lunge in again, swiping just below the jaw.

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It shrieks, and rushes backward - it's trying to billow, but the silver seems to have disrupted it's ability to discorporate.

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She'll press the attack, then, focusing on her silver dagger, offhand ready with flames.

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It's not skilled at fighting if it can't turn to mist.  It tries to dodge, tries clumsily to deflect her strikes with its wounded arm, and, after a few moments, tries to flee.

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She'll aim a bit ahead of it with her fire, and pursue it.

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It does not like fire when it can't dissolve away from it.  If she keeps this up it'll go up in smoke in moments.  Inanimate smoke.

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Good.

Any others around?

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Doesn't look like it.

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She'll return to her tent, then, and evaluate the sky (and her own exhaustion) to see if she feels like she has more time to sleep.

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There's a few hours of night left yet.

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She can go on this little sleep, but more rest won't hurt, so she settles in - though she keeps to a half-awake state, in case another monster comes wandering.

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It's a peaceful enough night, now the wraith's gone.  Morning comes soon enough.

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She'll keep looking for the shrine, then - and for any signs of somewhere she can resupply. There's streams, here, for water, but edible food's becoming rarer and rarer, plants getting tougher and most of the animals either thin and sickly or too big for her to want to bother going after herself. Plus, there's assorted other minor essentials that're harder to gather on her own - salt, replacement ties and thread, a new utility knife...

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She'll run into something soon enough.  Not a proper settlement, but a few tents and a fire pit, surrounded by a few humans and a bosmer all dressed in animal skins.

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She'll approach them, glad at least of this much. She doesn't have much immediately useful to trade - there's a few assortments so far she's needed less than she'd planned, but she might need them on the way back - but she has a moderate talent at healing magic, and has a small pouch of coins.

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One of the humans waves.  "You don't look like a hunter," he says conversationally.

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"No. I'm investigating rumors of some ruins in the area. Working for a history-type."

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