There's always a lighthouse

[wheremst]

And just like that, you wake up in the basement of a lighthouse in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. There's a circle of 25 pods in the middle of the room, and two more in a room off to the side, and you can imagine who is in which.

An elevator to the side of the room leads up to the ground floor (or to the first sub-basement, if you want to check out the machine that brought you here), where you can for the first time in weeks look out a window and see the sky. Its a beautiful sunny day, with a strong breeze on the grassy ground of the island where the lighthouse stands. Have you ever been this happy to hear seagulls?

You're free. Whatever comes next, you're free and you won. Take some time to relish your victory, won't you? Reunite with friends you thought you had lost, go forth and just... well, enjoy this.

Comments

[onefuture]

[...Oh no, honey. Lif can't help but let out some sort of small noise--it seems pleased, okay.]

I'll be going to Skyrim--Whiterun, specifically. From what Aela has told me, it's a rather major trade city. You're unlikely to miss it.

[bolderfell]

[Ah. Therion looks comfortable enough with that, and he nods.]

Sure I'll hear enough talk of the both of you to track you down from there. The Companions don't seem the sort to keep too low a profile.