We walked through Witerun's gates. I casually swung the glass sword at my side.

"Be careful with that," Marcurio warned me, "You're going to hit something."

"Relax," I smiled, "I'm just glad to be back here."

I twirled the sword and the tip clipped a sack, tearing it open letting apples scatter everywere. Marcurio looked at me.

"Oops," i picked up the apples quickly and walked away like nothing happened.

"There it is, the companions base." I pointed it out.

He seemed uncomfortable as we stepped into the lodge-like building, not that I blamed him. The faces of hidden werewolves scattered around the dinner table was enough to make anybody anxious. Farkas greeted me and then Marcutio with less affability.

"Who's your friend?" he grunted, Marcurio stirred.

"No one important."

Marcurio gave me the slightest glare as i said this. Ignoring the mage, I held up the sword.

"Is this what you were looking for?"

Farkas' gruff face pulled up into a grin.

"Looks like you are good for something. Claire picked a good one."

I smiled at the praise and the small amount of cash I received as payment.

"The harder you work the more that becomes." Farkas said, but I was more than happy to add the little amount to the treasure I had previously collected on my mission.

Seeing as Farkas had nothing else for me to do for the time being, I decided to take a look around. Marcurio followed me like a lost puppy out of the base.

"I didn't realize you were working for the companions." He said, but there was no indication in his voice that he disapproved.

"Maybe you should ask more questions."

We were on are way out when a woman approached us.

"New girl, I have a favor to ask."

I turned to look at Aela, Marcurio stared at her lack of armor covering her chest. She ignored him.

"Farkas said you did good work with his job"

"I wouldn't say I'm particularly skilled at getting things done without any problems but I'm open to anything that'll get me good money."

"And preferably keep us out of trouble" added Marcurio.

"Good to hear, I have something that might peak your interest." She pulled a fragment of rock from her pocket and handed it to me.

"A rock?" I smoothed it over in my palm.

"A piece of a golem, actually."

"A golem?" Marcurio questioned, "the lifeless or spirit possessed kind?"

"What do you think?" Aela answered. She shifted her weight from one leg to the other. "There's been sightings of golems wandering around a lake outside of Markarth. Some even say they've been spotted coming in and out of the lake itself. No casualties yet, but if they get near the town it'll be trouble."

Marcurio snorted "like that place could get any worse than it already is."

"What do you think is causing them to animate?" I investigated.

"Rumors suggest there's a cave in the lake. Maybe there's a spirit or artifact controlling the golems, who knows? That's why I'm sending you to investigate."

I looked at Marcurio.

"Whatever's good with you. I think wandering into an underwater death trap of the unknown is as good as anything else." He sarcastically commented.

"We'll do it."

"Saves me the trouble. If you leave in the morning you'll make it by nightfall."