You are Ann Mary. You escaped a prison where an elven experimenter was forcing his prisoners into insanity.
You are currently in whiterun.
You are Ann Mary. You escaped a prison where an elven experimenter was forcing his prisoners into insanity.
You are currently in whiterun.
"I'm not threatening you, I'm just being logic about this.The onlyinformation i have is what you just told me, and considering who we're up against I'm not sure I can trust you."
"Then explain why you have a knife so close to my neck."
You notice you have your knife against his neck.
"Ok, I believe you. Now what?"
Wow...necromancy.
You ask to see the documents.
"They were buried under all that rubble. I'm afraid I have no proof."
(This is back?!)
Get ready to defend yourself.
(I guess so. I kinda forgot it existed.)
You get ready to defend yourself.
(Because we're near the end and I don't remember what was in our inventory let's just say that you and jack are both unarmed.)
"Seeing as neither of us is willing to believe the other, maybe we should declare a truce."