- "You look familiar. Pretty sure I saw you talking to Quen. I keep a low profile, so you might not have noticed me.
Regardless, you're here. I'm here. Listen up and you'll be richer for it."
- I'm listening. Go ahead.
- "Placidia Menanius. Remember that name. Keeps treasures all about her home not far from here. Doesn't seem to care if any go missing. Friendly cat, too.
Watch out if you enter Miles Talanian's home. Warrior born and bred. Lusty, too."
- Is that all?
- "For now. Watch yourself out in the wilds, though. Things are dicier than they used to be out there.
And I hear that Rustwall Estate has a lot more eyes on it these days than when I got here. I may love risk, but I love living more."
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- "I once downed an entire bottle of Skingrad muscat in one long draw. You're supposed to sip it, but I'm not much of a sipper.
Stuff had more kick than I expected. Bitter, too. Not what I expected from these Skingrad vineyards."
- "I've run with some gutless petal-pickers in the past. You know where they are now? Begging for scraps in Riften. Or dead. Well, maybe one's arranging flowers for a soft Skingrad noble.
Point is that you gotta live life with your tusks bared."
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