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Free from the Honorhall Orphanage after a childhood filled with abuse and neglect, Sloan must now find her own way in the world.

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Sloan's Story part 11 - Journey's End

Despite Kra’aft’s concerns, the next two days of travel were pleasant. Kra’aft and Holo had supplied her with plenty of food for the trip, the weather was lovely and, aside from her aching feet, Sloan had no complaints.   Which was not to say there were not unpleasantries. Near the end of the first day’s travel, she came across what had clearly been a battle. There were no bodies along the road but there was still plenty of spilled blood and bits of broken armor and weapons strewn abou
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Sloan's Story part 16 - In the Kitchens

“Was I that awful when I was one of the Ladies?” Sloan set down her empty tray and rubbed her temples.   Gilna and Jorg exchanged glances, then Gilna replied, “No. You weren’t one of the Bitches.” Her feline tail swished on the word. “You were one of the Indifferents.”   “So I ignored you. You would think I would know better considering where I can from.”   Jorg patted her arm which, given his hulking frame, felt like a punch. “It’s is okay. You know better now, so
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Sloan's Story part 12 - The Pen

She had seen the Riften slave pens one time, when she and a few of the other girls from the Vixen had taken a trip to the seedier part of town on their day off. They had felt so bold as they peeked over the wall at the rows of corrals, like pigpens except with huddling chained human figures. They had been shooed away, giggling, by a mock-angry guard. It had never occurred to Sloan to wonder where the slaves came from, and had she thought to wonder, she would have guessed they were convicts or wa
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Sloan's Story part 13 - Twenty-four Steps

In contrast to the plodding days of nothingness in the pen, once they stepped inside the building events proceeded at a breakneck pace. They were whisked to a large room containing some ingenious system that turned the entire thing into one huge communal shower. It was like standing in a moderate rainfall. Slaves, faces blank and impersonal, washed them off with brusque, efficient swipes of rough cloth. They were then led to another room where the chain that linked them together was removed. Thr
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Sloan's Story part 24 - Family Matters

Sloan slumped in her chair with her head in her hands and closed her eyes.   It had seemed so easy, so hopeful! Ten names had matched the files from Falkreath and the records from the orphanage. Ten names to investigate, ten chances to find her rumored family. But not a single one had borne fruit.   She had learned a lot about other people’s families. Hours of sitting in people’s houses listening to stories from their pasts, of people whose names meant nothing to Sloan but st
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Sloan's Story part 26 - The Embassy

Sloan had come prepared to infiltrate the Thalmor embassy. She had spent an entire month putting together just the right disguise and building a credible backstory and reason for showing up. She was especially proud of the clever ploy she had devised to gain access to the inner rooms where non-elves normally wouldn’t be allowed. So it was with much disappointment when she arrived at the massive mansion that sat on a cliff overlooking the frosty Sea of Ghosts only to discover it had been abandone
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Sloan's Story part 28 - The Beginning of the End of the Beginning part 1

Something was wrong. Sloan wasn’t sure what it was. Well, okay, she had a pretty good idea what it was: it had been weeks and no one had said a thing about Mallin. She had turned in his ring and it had been accepted with minimal questions. And that was the problem.    Because there were always questions. Mishi took extreme delight, in fact, in asking the most exquisitely detailed questions she could think of. And then taking the opportunity to lay out sixty ways the assignment could ha
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