Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140223194711/@comment-11457306-20140228020621

(Don't forget Ulfric's gold.)

Rhiannon cocked her head at the Altmer, puzzled, then looked back at the man. "He came after me as I remember it, asking for my help, but offered nothing in return, only a vague promise of there being riches for those brave enough.  I'm in need of a paying job, not vague promises, so I asked to see you.  He says you are in charge.  If you are headed into Cyrodiil, you are headed into grave peril.  I am a skilled warrior.  But I must eat.  What are you offering?"