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Foggy Gray Day Over the Hunter’s Waterfall - Part 40

Aye, traveler, ye stand before one of Skyrim’s untamed wonders. A waterfall, carved by the hands of time itself, roaring down from the cliffs like Shor’s own battle cry. The mist rises thick as a dragon’s breath, swirling through the valley, hiding secrets only the old gods may know. The air is damp, fresh with the scent of pine and rain, and if ye listen close, ye can hear the whispers of the land carried upon the wind. Not far from here, a trapper makes his home, a lone hunter living as Ysgramor intended—off the land, with naught but his wits and his bow.