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Erin: Your Sworn Protector

!!ERIN HAS BEEN COMPLETELY OVERHAULED AS OF MARCH 17TH, 2020!!

FOR A FULL LIST OF CHANGES AND BUG FIXES, PLEASE LOOK AT THE DISCUSSIONS TAB.

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STORY:

Andurs had always been a man obsessed with his work, yet little time for anything else. Even now in his old age, he couldn’t help but look in the mirror and think of all the life he had lost, and all the life he had given away. After all, not a day went by where he wasn’t growing older in the very least. These two revelations always on his mind, he always threw himself into his work in hopes of forgetting – though with all the dead that came and went through his halls, he could never truly forget.

Fate came to his doorstep one night in the form of a courier who, promptly handed him a letter and hurried away without so much as saying a word. Irritated, the old man tore open his letter and read its contents before tears started to well up in his eyes. On the paper was written but one word: “Goldfinch”.

Alessandra answered the door as soon she heard the knock. “Hurry, get in here!” she whispered urgently, pulling the old man in. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting?” Andurs pulled down his hood and loosened his travelling cloak. “Where are they?” he quietly demanded. Alessandra scanned the outside before tightly pulling the door closed behind her, and motioning to the back. “You really should be more careful,” she said. “Even at this time of night, there are eyes everywhere. You never know who -” “I don’t have time for a lecture.” Andurs cut in “Where is she? Where is my sister?” Alessandra quieted, and then regained her composure, pointing once again to the next room. “Follow me.”

His head spun as he looked down at her, though now a woman, all that he could see was the little girl he had grown up with. The little girl who had big plans, and big dreams. The little girl who cared not for swords and magic, but castles and knights, and diplomacy and rule. The girl who would eventually marry young and run off with an aspiring young lord from Cyrodil; much to their parents’ dismay.

“How did you know to find me?” the old man somberly asked. “She came to town a few nights ago with a khajiit caravan. She was alive, but she was in terrible shape. It took ages for me to get any kind of information from the caravan, but from what I was able to pull, she joined them at the border of Skyrim roughly a month ago. Even then she was in bad shape according to the others, as she never took off her cloak, and always had the hood pulled down over her head so far, that you couldn’t even see her face. But since she wasn’t really a bother, they let her stay. Though some would say they heard her muttering about moving in the shadows, how they had taken her husband, and were soon to take her next. But a few nights ago, the caravan was attacked a little-ways down the road by some unseen figure. Apparently, this was the same kind of figure that murdered your brother-in-law.” Andurs sat in silence, the information slowly sinking in.

Alessandra continued “It was at that point that she had stolen one of the caravan’s horses and tried to make a break for town. She was able to get pretty far, but whatever it was that was chasing her sliced her up pretty good as she got away. By the time she crawled into town she was as pale as a ghost, the horse was dead from exhaustion, and the khajiit who followed her to get the horse back ended up carrying her to me. She didn’t have long, and refused treatment from the temple, saying it was better to stay hidden. In her final moments told me to send the letter to you, and that you would know what it means.” “It was her favorite bird growing up,” Andurs said fighting back his tears once again. “When we were little, we would count them as they came to the trees in our orchard. And when we grew up she promised me that if she was in danger and ever had to return here, a letter like this would come. It was a letter I had never wanted to receive.” He looked down at his sister’s expressionless face, fraught with grief. “She also had one final wish for you…” Alessandra said before reaching over, and clasping her mentor’s hand, leaving behind a necklace as she retreated. “What’s this?” he said quietly, before the blur in his eyes went away, and he could fully see what he was holding.
It was an amulet from the Elder Council, the seat of which her husband had previously held. “What am I to do with this?” Before she could give an answer, a small crying sound could be heard, and Alessandra rushed over to the corner of the room. The old man had been so focused on his sister, that he neglected to look at anything else. After a few moments, Alessandra stood up and made her way back to him carrying a small bundle in her arms. Andurs took the bundle, and upon feeling it move pulled back some of cloth covering it.

There in his arms lay a child. A baby. A girl like her mother. “What’s her name?” Was all he could manage to say. “She didn’t say…” Alessandra said, shaking her head solemnly. “She can’t stay here… She can’t stay here!” the old man started to shout. “If she stays here, then they could find her. They could track her -” “Which is why you have to take her.” Alessandra interrupted “Keep her secret, keep her safe. Give her this amulet, and in time she may learn the truth. This was her dying wish.”

Andurs looked down at the infant, placing the necklace gently around its neck. The child stirred and slowly opened its eyes as the old man saw his young sister inside them. “Erin…” he whispered. “After my sister.”

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LOCATION: You can find Erin walking around WHITERUN. She can first be seen early in the morning training in secret behind Jorrvaskr, before sitting on one of the benches to relax, then browsing the market for a few hours and finishing her day with a drink at the Bannered Mare before going home to her bed roll. She can then be found in the bedroom in The Hall Of The Dead.

INFORMATION & SPECS:
Erin now comes equipped with a set of custom armor (Using vanilla assets) as a set of default clothing. She is a deadly swordsman, and an accomplished Electro-mage, wielding a unique Katana in one hand, and various spells in the right. She will level with you up to lvl 999. She is ESSENTIAL, with an ironclad will that won't let her die. She is also A CANDIDATE FOR MARRIAGE, and can also serve as a steward if Hearthfires is installed. I have also modified her speed, so Erin will never lag behind or leave your side.

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BUGS:

She might wander off after the wedding if the player chooses to marry her. While I will work on finding out what causes this, A new spell has been added to both her inventory and to the bottom shelf of the bookcase near her bed in Whiterun's Hall of the Dead. This will summon her to your side if she gets lost, or wanders off until I can find a fix.