This is only a little teaser I made for this story. Enjoy.

"Delphine, we're out of mead!" Orgnar cried.

"Embry drinking all the mead?" Delphine cried back.

"No, some traveller." Orgnar replied

"Here's your gold. I'll be leaving now." The Argonian traveller handed Orgnar a large bag of gold and left.

Orgnar checked the bag and found it contained six hundred septims and a note which had been folded several times.

"We know." Orgnar read the note aloud. "Strange fellow."