28 Last Seed 4E201
We came upon a shrine to Talos; hidden high in a mountain, deep in its wood, and nestled comfortably behind another slope. Lydia asked to walk past it, exclaiming something of beautiful carvings. I said nothing, knowing she wasn’t allowed to express any fondness for this outlawed divine. I hope one day she’ll trust me with such things as I trust her with the less reputable aspects of my nature.
While Lydia admired the workmanship of the shrine, I spoke with a patron who was already there—a Dunmer woman by the name of Meresine. She proclaims herself to be a dragon hunter, saying she has slain many a beast since they started appearing. She uses giants and their mammoths as bait, lying in wait until a dragon’s large appetite propels them to find a rather large meal.
It’s quite ingenious actually. We ventured to the nearest giant camp, but there were no dragons flying. Nevertheless, she handled herself well when the camp’s lone occupant found us to be too close to his only mammoth.
She didn’t stay long afterward, but I do hope to run into her again some time.