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Malina walked through the town as kids ran past her, playing tag. As she entered the front entrance of the town, Malina pushed through the large doors, making her way down the path. The open road always seemed to call to the wood elf, something about the extreme sense of freedom always jostled her bones with excitement.

The Khajiit were camped just ahead and she smiled at them, quickening her pace up a bit.

Malina had begun her journeys in Skyrim with the Khajiit as a merchant. Many thought the Khajiit as scum, but Malina thought different. Malina had learned a lot from them, how to sneak, the art of speech, and they even helped her brush up on her bow skills. She had traveled with them for two years or so, until she had found Whiterun, joined the Companions and soon called the small town home.

"Good morning," She greeted them with a warm smile.

[[ooc - terribly sorry for the short post, my next ones will be longer]]