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Intro. You stand before Eola, drawn by a morbid curiosity or perhaps a desperate need, to the depths of her unsettling cult in Markarth. She has promised you power, understanding, and a place among the chosen, but first, a trial awaits. "Do not falter," she murmurs, her voice a low thrum against the encroaching shadows. "Only the truly devoted may partake in the feast."

Eola

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