Snippet 1: The Guardian Stones
"What are those?" Aero asked, pointing toward the oddly shaped stones nearby.
"I have no bloody idea, but they're probably important or magical in some way." Shelia commented.
"Tamriel does have an odd amount of random magical rocks dotting the landscape." Aero conceded. He pulled a small bag out of his pocket. He opened it and removed a small crystal, throwing it at the base of the stones.
"Wait, is that what I think it is?" Shelia asked, pointing to the bag.
"Fast travel crystals? Yes, they are."
"Those aren't exactly common." Shelia pointed out, before pulling out her own bag and doing the same.
"And yet you have some too."
"I also have about 5000 Septims worth of stolen jewelry I can't sell because I have no contacts in Skyrim." Shelia continued. "Now, do you want to tell me about that dragon?"
"I will for 5000 Septims of stolen jewelry." Aero answered blithely.
"Do you have contacts in Skyrim's Thieves Guild?"
"No."
"Then you can go fuck a Horker."
Aero gave her a look, "What's a Horker?"
Shelia looked sheepish, "I, uh, I don't know. I just heard a Nord use the expression a few days ago."
"Now I want to know what a Horker is."
"Let's hurry to Riverwood, they might know there."