Submitted by Lady N on Fri, 08/03/2018 - 23:02
Arathel,
I know what you're planning. Trust me, kid—you're playing this all wrong. We need to talk.
Make your way to the Anchors Aweigh Inn and order a Deathland Ale from the Khajiiti bartender. She's one of ours, so you can trust her. Move quickly, all right? I can't help you if you're dead.
E