Barbara
"Been in Skyrim for nearly a year and a half, haven't been back in Cyrodiil since. I never really had a point on going back home. This is my new home now." Isha explained.

Isha would rip the rabbit's skin off with a good tear and placed it to her side as she began to gut the rabbit with a dagger.

"Nords have a simple way to make them respect you. Drink some of their strong mead, and challenge the one who's being mean to you in a fight. Win the fight and next thing you know, you have Nords buying you rounds and treating you like you're their sister. Still, sometimes they just want you out of their town because your people are the Thalmor's pet." Isha sighed as she gutted the rabbit.
William
Steps didn't flinch as the rabbit was skinned and gutted. Normally the death of a helpless animal would get to her, but she knew enough of bosmer culture to know that they treated their prey with respect. The rabbit would provide, and it wasn't a needless slaughter. 

She sighed, feeling a bit of sympathy as Isha mentioned the mistreatment she faced at the hands of the nords. "I understand. My parents were dock workers in Riften. I grew up on the edge of the city. When some of the nords would stop by, they used to push me and my family into the freezing water." She passes. "I don't think you're a pet of the Thalmor."
Barbara
" Thanks for that, but Nords have their garments in a twist. Thalmor wanted to make the Nords all riled up, this was the best way. My people already suffer in our own homeland and now we are considered Thalmor spies in some regions. Still, I know how to change a Nord's mind; as a I stated earlier." She explained and began to cut the meat off of the rabbit. Planning on later to use the bones to fertilize a plant if she ever had the time.

"Awful, Riften is a place where the scum go to. If I had the power, I would burn that place to the ground so it can be rebuilt again. The lowest of the low rule that place, and the guards could care less. All that matters to them is that their pockets are filled and they eat good." Isha gave some sympathy towards the argornian. 

"Well, if you want to warm by the fire. By all means grab a seat; I had a friend said that the best people are the ones willing to sit by a fire with a stranger. He said something along the lines of it being a sign that they are willing to start fresh, and dive into the water. I can't recall." Isha offered a spot for the lizard to sit.
William
Steps decided to take Isha up on her offer, and sat across from the elf. The fire felt warm and peaceful, and the stressors faced during the day seemed to fade. Her brain was still scrambled trying to understand the tome she "Found" In the court wizard's library. However, that could wait until morning. "Skyrim has always been this way. At least, in my 37 years of life it hasn't changed." The lizard remarks. "Many find it surprising, but it was the members of the Thieves guild that were kinder to my people than the politically powerful. There was one man in particular who used to sneak me and my family bread from the local inn."