Night was already upon Whiterun when Morenwen made it to the gates. One of the guards at the gates that she doesn't remember waved at her upon seeing her in the light of the braziers.

"Oi, glad you made it back, Jenassa said you ought to see her at the Drunken Huntsman."

Morenwen nodded and proceeded through the gates they opened for her.

Jenassa was enjoying dinner when Morenwen entered the Drunken Huntsman. "Ah, there you are, come sit next to me. Elrindir, please bring some drinks here." Elrindir brought mead and glasses of water before departing back to taking inventory stock. Jenassa faced Morenwen as she was sitting down.

"You're stronger than I thought."

"I have been told before."

"I would assume so. Now, before we continue with small talk let me brief you on the job. Amren was more than pleased with our performance. The job was 500 coins altogether, but he wanted to let you know that if you wanted some tips on blocking and swordplay, he can teach you anytime."

"I don't need the training."

"Again, I assumed so. Anyway, here's your share of half the payment." A pouch of coins was slid towards Morenwen, who then proceeded to coin it out.

"With our outstanding performance, word will definitely spread of our prowess. Word of mouth will eventually land us bigger and better opportunities."

Morenwen stopped counting her coins, "will the Thalmor take notice," she blurted out.

"…They would," Jenassa warily said. "Why do you ask?"

"It wouldn't be in your best interest that you know my reason."

Is she wanted by them? I wouldn't put it past them. They seem to take out anybody even remotely detrimental to their operation. "The Thalmor get wind of almost anything worth calling news here in Skyrim. If you want to avoid them, I would steer clear of Imperial controlled holds like Markarth and Solitude. They have agents in both and a headquarters in Solitude. Maybe even more holdouts that I'm not even aware of.

She must be waiting for me at those places. I want to see her. I should look for her soon, but I need more information. She might get excited and decide to go somewhere else. Morenwen decided to question further. "Would you happen to know anything else about the Thalmor presence here?"

"Unfortunately not, I don't exactly like to make conversation about them. They have a very poor reputation with practically everybody around here."

"Understandable."

"It would be best if we halt our discussion about the Thalmor, people tend to get uncomfortable talking about them," she said, nodding her head in the direction of Elrindir, who was eyeing them warily.

"Understood, as you were saying."

"As I was saying, we'll have bigger and better opportunities presented to us. Jarls and nobility will call for our aid, whispers of our combat prowess shall travel through taverns, and the common folk will revere us. The Companions practically fall into this category."

"Who are the Companions?"

"Are you familiar with the Fighter's Guild?"

A nod.

"Same thing, only a few differences likethat they trace back to eras way back, don't engage in politics, and other things. I don't really pay attention to them. They take most of the good jobs around here. They say their inner circle members are composed of the best warriors you will ever meet, but I think I could easily match them." Jenassa gloated at the end.

"They seem well-respected around these parts."

"Quite, but I do not think they can compare to you, my friend."

"What makes you say that?"

"Are you joking? You took out half that bandit camp in a blink of an eye. Who else uses greatswords as ranged weaponry? You kill with strength, calmness, and deadly precision I haven't seen in a long time. You are quite something else, and I mean that in every sense of the word."

"I shall take that as a compliment."

"As you should," Jenassa took a sip of her mead. "Would you still like my tutelage? Or will you strike out on your own, I believe you will be the greatest mercenary ever to set foot in Skyrim if you did."

Morenwen was deep in thought for several seconds before she gave her answer, "I would like for you to continue guiding me in the right direction." I shouldn't try to do things by myself again. Too many wrong decisions made, bad things happened. Jenassa is a good voice to listen. Nothing bad has happened yet.

Jenassa thought that was an odd choice of words "As you wish, sera." She got up from her seat. "I'm retiring to bed for the night, tomorrow we can relax ourselves and run a few personal errands after a successful job." She said good night to both Morenwen and Elrindir before heading to her room.

"I've set up a bed roll for you while you were gone. It's the least I could do for letting you sleep on the floor."

"Thank you, Elrindir." She got up and walked to her prepared bedroll in the corner.

She layed down, closed her eyes, and did not move. After a while Elrindir retired to his room as well after locking up.