Did what the Khajiit's brother said couldn't be done—I found the bastard.
Figured he'd be dead, diving headfirst like he did into Elita's Folly. Not even the most hardened soldier comes out of that hole unscathed—but this s'wit? I don't know how he survives, but he's been living here.
Running from me.
By Almalexia—head is swimming.
trapped
blood is burning—spider poison?
buzzing
