"What the hell?!" Herdir whispered to himself as he saw me pick up a cat from its two front paws.

"What do you know about a conspiracy?!" I yelled, shaking the cat.

"MROOOOW!!!!"

"Liar! Herdir, torture him!" I yelled.

"Ermm..Grand Inquisitor, if I may.."

"No you may not! Now torture him!"

"IT'S A CAT FOR SHEOGORATH'S SAKE!!"

"HE KNOWS SOMETHING, I KNOW IT!" I yelled back.

Herdir sighed and covered his eyes as he sent a bolt of electricity at the cat. The cat hissed violently and wriggled, but I held my grip. The cat stopped struggling and I looked down at it as Herdir walked over.

"Is it dead?" He asked quietly.

"I don't know." I replied and shook him. "Kitty? Time to wake up kitty!" I chuckled nervously.

"Pussy poo!" A woman called in the distance. "Has anyone seen my precious pussy-poo?"

"Oh shit!" Herdir whispered and flailed his arms.

"What the hell am I supposed to do with it?!" I whispered harshly.

"Get rid of it!" He replied in a panic.

I looked around and flung the cat up over the wall into Bliss, and walked away whistling conspicuously.

---Several hours and dead cats later---

"No one seems to know anything." I sighed morosely.

Herdir leaned on a building and sighed in frustration.

"That's because all of your 'suspects' HAVE BEEN CATS!!!"

"That's not true!" I retaliated. "One of them was a Khajiit..."

"Which is what, Grand Inquisitor Layla?"

"A cat.." I mumbled softly.

"Hey wait a sec.." Herdir whispered and nudged me.

I looked forward and saw a VERY suspicious looking Khajiit. He kept looking around, like as if he had done something wrong. I remember one person we actually tortured said something about a Khajiit, and judging by his suspicious stance, this must be him. I walked over to him, and before I even opened my mouth, he started screaming.

"I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT A CONSPIRACY!!"

I looked to Herdir and he nodded, zapping the khajiit with a sharp bolt of electricity. He screamed in pain and fell to his knees.

"Okay, okay!" He moaned. "Ma'zaddha and Nelrene often talk behind his home here around midnight. Please don't hurt me again!"

"I won't, but scoot! Get out of here!"

He scrambled up to his feet and sped off back into town. Herdir chuckled.

"Would you like me to head back to the castle so you can eavesdrop?" He asked.

"No, I'd prefer to have you with me when I do it."

"Oh how sweet." He replied as I crawled behind some busted crates. "I didn't know you cared."

"Shut up and hide." I growled. It should be midnight soon..

--A few minutes later--

"What have you found out?" A woman asked harshly.

Oh yeah, that DEFINITELY sounded like Nelrene.

"Anya refuses to help." Ma'zaddha whispered. "She's too scared."

Nelrene sighed in frustration and grabbed Ma'zaddha by the collar.

"You make sure she helps, or it's your head!" She growled and stomped off.

As soon as she was gone, I leapt from my hiding place with my hands around his throat. He fell to his knees and started to cough.

"I'm not even choking you that hard!" I growled. "Now tell me what you know about that conspiracy!"

He coughed again and smirked, showing his sharp fangs. I wasn't impressed, so I choked him again.

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" He gurgled.

"I over heard you talking to Nelrene, don't give me your bullshit!" I whispered, trying not to alert the guards.

"Okay, okay, I give up!"

"Now those are the magic words." I chuckled lightly and stopped choking him.

He struggled to his feet and began to shake.

"Okay, come to my house tomorrow night, and I promise I'll give you names! Do we have a deal?" He asked desperately.

"We have a deal, but if you cross me," My voice grew lower and darker and I felt like Sheogorath with his mood swings. "You'll find I'm not a very nice person. Got it?"

He nodded furiously and slinked back into his home. Herdir melted from the shadows and was clapping and chuckling lightly.

"What so funny?" I demanded.

"You, my dear. Nice job with the choking, and the Sheogorath-like mood swing."

I don't know why, but my fury burned with the way he said Sheogorath. Maybe he knows of my admiration for that psychopath?

Nah, no way.

"I wonder what that crazy bastard is doing now?" I wondered aloud./

"He's probably day dreaming about that dancer that comes in and--"

"EWWW!!" I screeched and proceeded to beat the living piss out of Herdir. "That's so gross!! I don't need to hear about what Sheogorath does in his free time! That's just plain sick!"

"That's not what I heard." He chuckled, easily side stepping my pathetic attacks.

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean. You have a crush on our dear Lord Sheogorath!"

"What the hell?! I do not!" I screamed and proceeded to slap him around again.

"You're such a liar! You're obsessed with him!"

"I'm not obsessed, I just--"

"AHA! GOT YOU!" He screamed.

"Oh damn." I mumbled, blushing at the fact that I admire Sheogorath.