Sharon
"Well, I greatly appreciate this. And, as I recently learned, it was Sheogorath. Not Clavicus Vile. As far as I can tell, my father made a pact with him... I'm still not sure how to feel about it."
Amy
"You could start praying to Azura."

*That was a joke, though her tone wasn't very joking.*

"Do you know exactly what the pact was? Sheogorath tends not to do those sorts of things. Moreso direct curses."
Sharon
"I'm not able to ask him directly or figure out for sure, because he's home. In High Rock. It's a long way there from here. I'm just going off the advice that the Arch-Mage gave me, and what I've seen with my own eyes. When I first tried to demonstrate what I could do to gain entry, I made a tree change colors! And... I have no idea what Sheogorath would want from my dad, or anyone in my family. We're vintners, maybe noble birth, but not much more than a barony."
Amy
"Hm. Well. My personal theory is that you might need a strong enough will to overcome whatever is bringing you down. That... That sounds like bad advice, but anything more... Tested... Well... You're a special case. Do you know any Thaumaturgy spells?"
Sharon
"No, just a basic idea of what it is. Something about breaking the rules of magic, going outside the standard schools. And while I haven't found success yet, I'm open to new options if it means making it easier to work with."