Orenji Ch.03 - Run, Whiterun, Run
The Thief stone, the mark of professionals. All shadowy operators swore by this sign.
Not much further to Riverwood...
Unloading her goods on a nearby general store, Orenji-maru stumbles upon an argument.
Turns out there was a burglary, and the owner wants his personal treasure, a Golden Claw returned to him.
It might be worth considering. She said yes, but did not commit. As she turned to leave, the store owner's sister spoke up.
Her brother objected at first, but agreed as long as she does not leave the village and just lead Orenji to the bridge crossing.
Her brother's concern of her safety is not unfounded though. Camilla should've known better not to accompany a stranger to the outskirts of your home village no matter how helpful she sounded. Skyrim is that kind of place.
Nobody saw a thing.
Orenji quickly stripped off her corpse and dumped it into the river before heading to the village's inn. It's been a long day.
Later that night, she dreams...
How ... interesting. A drink later, and the bartender whispers something about the Dark Brotherhood.
A ninja like herself felt a calling to the Brotherhood. She knows her goal now: Windhelm. It's time to leave this pissant village.
Borrowing the inn's alchemy set, she brewed several potions of her own.
She is stronger now.
Pulling out the map from the bandit, Orenji deduced the location of the treasure.
Not a bad haul. As she crosses the river, she notices a small camp just below the three Stones.
There is a man.
A soon-to-be-dead man.
It's killed or be killed.
Windhelm awaits.