The elf and the forsworn

“Why can’t you just come with me dad?” Ti’alma asked. “It won’t work”, father anwered, “the Thalmor know mother and I by face, but they don’t know you.” “But dad”, Ti’alma protested, “I’m only 20. I’m too young to travel on my own.” Father seemed to hesitate for a while but eventually he answered. “My daughter”, he said, “I was only 14 when I left my childhood home.” “Fourteen”, Ti’alma exclaimed a bit baffled, “my grandparents actually allowed you to leave at 14?” “I can’t explain it”, father answered, “you are safer off not knowing. Just remember that we will always live on in you. You must go to Skyrim and whatever you do, don’t take of your amulet.” Mother came in, “they are here, you must leave daughter.” “Can’t you just”, Ti’alma pleaded. “Go!” mother and father shouted in unison. Tears in her eyes, the young bosmer left her childhood home and disappeared into the Valenwood forest.