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You might all know about this stuff already, but these are some pretty good tutorials for creating usable weapon mounts and bookshelves like the ones in vanilla player houses: Weapon mounts Bookshelves I will warn you that the bookshelves take forever Enjoy.

Felix's lungs opened a moment before his eyes, instinctively drawing in a piercingly cold breath. There was no knowing how long he had been unconscious in the underground river, but he could not imagine it had been long; he hadn't drowned after all. Slick rock now surrounded the tumbling stream on all sides, thankfully worn too smooth to pose a threat. The young mage tried to determine who was still with him, but he couldn't see more than the rushing water. Meditative techniques were not designed for his current situation, but he managed to arrange his mind and body to think with clarity. Between facefuls of the stream he noticed that a short distance ahead, the roof of the tunnel seemed to become suddenly far lower. He took a breath of air as he prepared to pass under, but it was knocked from him as a hand shot from the ceiling, yanking him out of the water. Spluttering like a fish, Felix made out the dim form of Carter, braced against the tunnel wall, his legs forming the apparently lower ceiling. "Still alive?" he asked, as the mage attained a similar position. "Just about" The Breton savoured the feeling of being stationary for a moment, before casting a hovering light into the air. "Are we all that made it? He asked The Redguard made to respond, but William was quicker. "Not... quite" he gasped, seizing a lucky protrusion just upstream of them. "I'm fairly sure there was no one behind me though" Carter nodded. "Well there's no going back," Felix reluctantly agreed. ~~~~~~~~~ A solitary rock warbler hopped across the smooth stones of its mountain pond, it's beady eyes taking in each tiny movement. It wasn't going anywhere in particular, merely hopping from stone to stone. Simple things amused the simple bird. The warbler was suddenly struck by the fact that there was an identical bird upside down in the pond, and the two were still staring at each other when the first of three almighty splashes erupted from the base of the spring. Carter and William righted themselves as the rotund bird settled in a juniper bush, between them pulling the flushed and panting Felix out of the mountain pond. It took the three of them a while to get their bearings, but they eventually worked out a path back to their horses. "What do you think happened to the others?" Felix asked as his carefully balanced flames dried their clothes, "I tried to get them in the stream too but..." "We have no way of knowing" William replied "maybe they fought off the Thalmor and his summons, and they're waiting with the horses" "Seems more likely they were captured" Carter shrugged, "but there's nothing we can do for them; who knows where they went, or how they're getting there?" "They'll escape though, won't they? Surely." The Redguard chuckled, "if I know Greyer" ~~~~~~~~~ As the trio had all supposed, their companions were not waiting with the horses. They waited a while, but it soon became clear the others were not coming out. "Gone back to tavern, took horses" read the sign they scratched into the rockface. With a collective shrug, and an irritating sense of powerlessness, the three of them set off, leading Ghost along by the reins, scarcely stopping until the welcome lights of the Mill Tavern warmed their faces.