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Patience Kindle follower mod

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This is the second of four stories that are linked together and will continue in upcoming follower mod releases.

Precuel Here: Verity Follower mod.

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atience Kindle was twenty-seven months younger than her sister, Verity.  This meant they they'd never known a time when they hadn't been siblings.  They were the best of friends.  Their only point of contention was Verity's mild annoyance with Patience over the fact that her little sister had followed her big sister into the Thieves Guild. Verity hadn't wanted Patience to become a professional thief.  She'd wanted her little sister to get married and raise a passel of nieces and nephews for her to spoil.  But Patience had had other ideas.  Being a thief had sounded like a lot more fun than getting pregnant every year until she'd passed through The Change and was no longer fertile.  She'd much rather sneak into houses and steal expensive things than spend her days changing diapers.  Unfortunately, Verity felt the same way, and that gave her no leg to stand on when she felt inclined to chide Patience about her unmarried status.

Patience and Verity made a good team, for Patience had chosen to become an Agent of Subterfuge when she'd been offered her choice of Powers by Nocturnal.  Always up for causing chaos, she liked being able to make her enemies fight each other.  It was the perfect compliment to Verity's Power; she'd chosen to become an Agent of Stealth.  While their enemies were busy fighting with each other thanks to Patience, Verity would turn herself invisible and help herself to the loot that they'd come to collect. Easy-peasy.

It was a fine Midyear day when the sisters were sitting in the Ragged Flagon and sharing a laugh as they hoisted flagons of cheap ale.  After the talk of men dried up, they began to idly toss around random ideas for their next caper.  It was Patience who suggested that they pull a raid on the gang of bandits who were using Brinewater Grotto as their hideout.  Rumor had it that the Brinewater Gang had scored a big haul of moon sugar by salvaging the ship that they'd lured onto the rocks one stormy night.  They'd hung a lantern around the neck of a horse that was led along the beach by a innocent young girl.  Thinking that the lamplight was the stern light of a ship that was heading for Solitude's boat basin, the rookie ship captain had ordered his helmsman