Ruth
"I see, good to see a fellow hunter in these parts. Have you ever been to the Rift or Falkreath? Beautiful holds to hunt, not too cold and not too warm. Just that cool air against your sk... Well in this case fur." She corrected herself.

Isha walked in, and grabbed a seat at an empty table. Pulling one out for the Khajiit.
"But yeah, I feel more free being out in the wilds rather than getting a real job. I would rather fight an Orc in hand to hand combat than work at some manual labor job till my bones ache and I make only enough to scrape by. Out in the wild, you are free to do whatever you want. Course... There's bandits... Necromancers... And all sorts of danger but that's the thrill of it." Isha went on a huge rant on her way of life.
Austin
*Sharjo decided to sit where she offered, the dog followed as he listened. The Khajiit sat back*

**"Sharjo hasn't hunted much in those places, only central and western of Skyrim... But I've been in Khajiit Caravans, not has enjoyment as the thrill of hunting. I must agree with you lass!"**

*Sharjo added on to her statements, his gaze decided to wonder the Inn. Noticing how few patrons there were, his ears flickered as he returned back to her*

**"Whats your next hunt after? Sharjo would like to know, rather intrigued to hunt bigger game. Challenge is what this one needs.."**
Ruth
Isha shrugged.

"I dunno, I heard there was some troll causing some trouble in a cave not far from here... A bit North I think?" She tried to remember the rumor.

" I kind of have just been wandering, not really having a goal in mind. Skyrim is a large place so there is plenty to explore or ruins to dwell into. I'll probably head back to Cyrodiil once I get bored, try to drag that Nord with me if I can." She gave a vague answer, not that she was lying to him. She herself didn't know how to answer.