I stood back and admired my handiwork. A fully complete house, the size of a... a... really big house I guess.
"Ho there friend, I have something for you!" came the voice of the Courier.
By the Nine! How do they keep finding me!?
"Yes, what is it now?" I asked exasperatedly.
"Let's see here, that's right, a letter, from the Jarl of Windhelm." He said as he passed me the piece of paper.
"Looks like that's it, got to go." And with that he turned around and left.
I opened the letter and read the contents aloud.
"Hey Dragonborn, get to Windhelm, Jarl Ulfric."
I sighed and scrunched the letter up, before holding it to the sconce on the wall of my house. Watching it go up in flames I smiled and then went inside.
"Impressive." Said Teldryn as I entered the house. "I never knew you were so wealthy."
I stopped and looked at him.
"Really? How is that even possible? We've been adventuring all across Skyrim and even Solstheim and you yourself have even sold some crap that I've had you carry. How are you surprised?"
"Look, I just kinda zone out whenever we're doing anything that isn't killing so I missed all that picking up bits of crap part of the adventuring process, okay?" Teldryn said as he started reading a book that was lying on the table in the main hall.
"You are my friend, you and Lydia and Serana and Kharjo and whoever else I run across are all my friends, and you're telling me that you're not even listening to me when we're not KILLING THINGS!?"
He looked at me and nodded his head, still wearing that Chitin helmet.
"By the Nine I should have just let Miraak eat my soul, least I wouldn't have had to hear this treachery."
"I'm sure your other friends listen to you, I just can't seem to concentrate... when we're not in battle that is."
"Hey, someone say my name"
I turned my head and saw that Miraak was standing in my doorway, his mask making him look like a seeker.
"No, well yes but not in the meaning of wanting to talk to you, have you found out that shout yet or not?" I asked him.
"Uh... no, gotta go." And with that he disappeared.
"I ask him to do one thing. ONE THING! Find out which shout Alduin used to bring the dragons back and he can't even do that."
I mutter to myself and push past Teldryn as he gets up out of the chair he'd settled into previously.
""Where are you going?" He asks me.
"To drown myself in mead, you go kill something!" I shout as I open the trap door to my cellar.
"If you see that courier, punch him for me will you?"
