Starter for theprodigymasterthief
The thing about the Midden was, once one got past the occasional ice wraith and other hazards, it was a delightfully quiet place to spend one’s time. It was out of Winterhold’s harsh weather and usually relatively quiet, without the chatter and occasional explosions other students tended to cause. One particular nook, Vaalie had discovered, was particularly nice for reading. t was comfortable, secluded, and most importantly, private. She was heading to that nook, a pile of books on various subjects tucked under one arm when she heard something she didn’t expect: someone else. As she rounded the corner and saw the person in her spot, she sighed.
“Could you please leave?”












