Nels the Naughty was going to die first. I had decided that immediately. He had the kind of stories that broke my resolve, and I knew if he didn't die first, he wouldn't die at all. First I spent a couple of days getting to know everybody. I had disguised myself as High-elf which felt weird, but It allowed me to be an adult (technically) while still being a child, because they age at slower than half the aging of Imperials. I said I was thirty-five, and I joked around with everybody. I couldn't use the Frost Cannon, because the disguise spell was always active and drained my magicka slightly faster than it recovered so I ended up slipping magicka potions into my food. Nels would always be talking about his daughter, Primo liked Dovesi, Matilde hated everyone except Primo and me, and Nelville hated me and Nels. At the middle of the night, every night, Nels would go out of the Common room to relieve himself, and that was the perfect time to get him. He was standing next to the balcony thinking about life or something, when I made my move. I tip-toed down the stairs and then cast a strength boost spell on myself behind him. He started to turn, but I paralyzed him and shoved him of the balcony. He couldn't scream, and I cast a noise dampening spell, so no-one heard it.