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I have a single one left, quite expensive, but also quite elegant.

The boy has a nugget of truth, but the reality is more complicated than that.

Its been difficult. I've taken the burdens of this city's problems upon myself and I keep running into impossible obstacles.

What kind of talk is this? The man I married would never speak of leaving his home.

An "interesting" mixture... Keep experimenting. You'll improve with practice.

The mist is gone! A glorious day!

I was kidnapped by these bandits weeks ago. They locked me up in the towers near Mistwatch.

I love it when a plan comes together.

My husband. He was the blacksmith up at Castle Dour.

Ataf keeps making eyes at me.

Oh, dear. Would you look at that? How embarrassing.

What do you think you're doing?

I'll let that comment go because you're new here. Ask things out of turn again, and we have a problem. Now, are we clear on all of this?

Ahhh... You're quite brave to carry such a message. It's a pity you've chosen the wrong side...

And Erikur?

Found you!

Men who understand each other often have no need for words.

I stand where I have always stood. Here in Morthal.

All right, all right. It's Karliah... her name is Karliah.

I moved here from Helgen after my family was killed.

Come in, come in! I was just about to take a break.

No. That was an ugly affair. High King Torygg's death has turned the whole town on its head.

Stay outta trouble, or there's gonna be trouble.

Come, we will do your next test inside the hall.

Don't go stopping for a nap. If you fall asleep in this place, you'll never wake up.

Elisif, are you really going to be a party to this foolishness?

But Housecarl... how can we fight a dragon?

You would violate this marvel of Kynareth's glory to fix that half-breed stump in Whiterun?

In fact, if you could retrieve a few things for me, I could start on my next set of experiments.

It's in the clouds!

They worry that Tullius is so focused on the war, that he risks forgetting what's best for our people.

Please, I need help! I don't want to die on this damned log!

Why didn't you say so? Take over my post. Make sure nobody enters the Solar.

Don't blame me if your feet get sore.

Mathies is a kind and wise man. The Nords could use more like him. So could the Imperials.

You assist all you like. And get roasted for your trouble. I'll guard the exit.

He couldn't just kill me, you see. We're technically part of each other. But he was able to banish me from his domain.

Now that I think on it, I did hear something rather interesting the other day.

Is that so? I've been wondering when he'd come around.

We've been hired to deal with some pests in Hjaalmarch. Someone's got them riled up, and you need to put an end to it.

It's nice to receive good news for a change. Did you recover anything else from the warehouse worth mentioning?

Fine, then wait here. This should only take a second.

Yes, General Tullius.

Don't come back until you have the ring.

We are fortunate. We travel lightly, and can escape at a moment's notice. We have no home that a dragon can burn to the ground.

Dishonorable dog. You attacked one of my kin. So now you're going to apologize... or I'm going to lop off your head.

Don't delay, Shield-Brother.

Just make sure to take care of whatever's going on there. It's my name on the line.

I am the hunts-wife of this stronghold.

Ah, well, I'm Redguard, as I'm sure you've noticed. Though not like you. Hmph. No, definitely not like you.

I wanted to give you this. A token of my appreciation.

Oh, you wanted the attic room? Why didn't you say so the first time?

Whatever you did, it worked. Let's see what else those old Blades left in our way.

I hope we don't run into anything worse than Imperials in here.

One of the ingredients I need to cultivate nirnroot are jazbay grapes... the acidic content of the juice is perfect for the soil.

When Ulfric Stormcloak, with savage Shout, sent me here, my sole regret was fair Elisif, left forlorn and weeping.

Drink Honningbrew Mead with a wench on each arm? Ha ha!

No, no. I'm fine. Is there something you need?

What's this? Is it spoiling for a fight? If not, it should hide its weapon away.

Besides, the Thalmor reward their friends richly. Anyone who doesn't take advantage of that is a stubborn fool.

My wife Beitild is dead. Can't say I miss that old sabre cat.

Do you ever get tired of the long days on the farm, Mathias?

There's no need to be concerned. We've been through more difficult times than this.

Here's your share of their reward.

If you want to know, ask Nelacar. He's staying at the Frozen Hearth. Knows the whole sad story.

I'm afraid I must intrude. It is urgent that I speak with your associate immediately.

It was a bit difficult to come to the ways of Mara at first, but my fellow priests were kind and quite patient with me.

I'm going to find you.

You will pay for stealing from me you eyeless freak!

All from inside Cidhna Mine. A Nord prison. The irony is quite thick.

Everyone knows it's the College's fault that the sea swallowed our city. Still they deny it, but we all know the truth.

Cross the bridge at your own peril!

In any case, I have a task for you.

Have faith, Bryling. When this war is over and Ulfric is dead, you'll see that you were jumping at shadows, and nothing more.

Yeah, funny thing about that. The price was a hundred higher than I expected.

We'll meet you there. Be careful. That part of the Reach is rough country these days.

And here we all are. Shall we step inside?

Not like this. Feels colder than usual. Bet it's those damned Mages.

What! What are you doing?! You fools! You cannot bind me to your wills!

I should have known better than to expect you to give us a fair hearing.

Kill these casters as fast as you can, otherwise they may summon creatures we don't want to deal with.

Playing tonight, Ogmund? Everyone here is anxious to hear the old ballads performed by the True Skald of the Reach.

What did I tell you about snooping around my wards?

Isn't it amazing?

If you have a moment, could you help me with something?

Calm down there, friend. I'll pay! Tell Haran that she'll have her gold.

But I cannot travel to Malacath's shrine. The ritual must be done here, and I do not have the materials I need.

Very good. I hope this will allow us to maintain our reputation.

What's the matter, I thought you people were used to indentured servitude.

Falkreath will be turned over to Ulfric, and Dengeir of Stuhn will return as Jarl.

The Guild has a lot riding on this. Don't make me look foolish by mucking it up.

We hurt them in the past, and they have long memories.

That's how it's done.

...I'm sorry, friends. I'm so sorry!

Mara bless you for agreeing to help us.

Don't worry, Orthus. I'm doing my best to get you reassigned to Solitude.

May the gods speed your journeys... and steady your sword arm.

I hadn't really considered it in terms of time. I suppose it's been at least a month.

Years ago, the Guild used to have a foothold in every major city in Skyrim. You wouldn't dare even lift an apple without checkin' with us.

I understand if you need some time to prepare. Let me know when you're ready.