Alinor Jemane knew she came from a distinguished line of horse thieves–as well as the regular kind of thieves. She had been brought up never to question the random, surprising gifts of great extravagance from her parents and grandparents that bore no small resemblance to objects reported missing in the Black Horse Courier over the years.

It was said with some pride–at least in the family–that Alinor’s great-grandmother had been the Gray Fox herself, in the years around the Oblivion Crisis. Of course no one could verify this by producing the infamous cowl or even being able to point to a single major theft that great-grandmother had pulled off, but family legends were just that.

(Alinor definitely didn’t put much stock in the idea that her great-grandfather could have been both of the famous Jemane twins. Breton biology simply didn’t allow for it. And the notion that great-grandmother had been the Hero of Kvatch? Utter nonsense–being the Gray Fox was a far sight more believable.)

Still, with all this alleged thievery in the bloodline, it was a tremendous surprise to Alinor when she was caught stealing a horse just over the Skyrim border and hauled off to be executed.