"That is a l-l-lot of Khajiits," said Gold.

"It's good to be home!"

*I walk in, not attracting attention, but the rest of our group does.*

Wolf finally makes it passed whiterun going clockwise around the throat of the world to make it to iverstead. "hhhu...hhu...i haven't ran this fast for quiet a while i should hunt more often but that's not important right now" Wolf continues running as fast as he can.

*As we enter the city, the door closes behind us, I walk to the jarls palace.*

"Now no one can mistreat me for being a khajiit."

*We enter the palace and see the jarl.*

"My jarl, I have no idea how busy you are, but I must ask, can I have a favor?"

When Bibo said this words, a large nord appeard between him and jarl.

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Name: Ulfsaar

Race: Nord

Sex: Male

Age: 51

Speciality: Warhammer.

Family: Killed by elves in Great War.

Occupation: Ulfric's Stormlord

Looking: Very tall, muscular, large beard, single-eyed (eye-patch).

Armor: Stormlord Armor.

Specials: Pure Hatred to all elves, Battle Hunger, very sharp reflexes.

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"Jarl is busy right now, what business such pathetic thief have to him?" Ulfsaar said.

"Piece of philth! I am no trash, you are beneath me un-cat! This city -my home- is sacred to the khajiits and even the lowest beggar has more power than Ulfric in this city!"

"Piece of philth, you said? Well i see only one piece of philth, and its your miserable proud."

"I think you are mistaken, I am a khajiit, not a nord like you..."

"So you say that cats have no proud of theyr kind? I'm not surprised! Your kind have only good thiefs and smugglers with drug dealers, boy."

"Wow, thanks for complementing me, I know all khajiits are good at sneaking, great speach, and awesome chemists."

"True, your kind is good at dark deeds, you should not be underestimated. I knew some cats that helped me long time ago. But you are not like them, i didn't heard any sound of their walk, and you are noisy one. I hear your breath."

"I know, I am young and live loudly, but we must use the dwemer machine hidden in this mountain."

"So thats why you here, that explains a lot. Rumors are louder then you, you see..."

"I see your strength, you would be a good addition to our party, our mission as you know is to hunt down the last dragons."

"Thats why I'm here. Lord Ulfric told me to finish old buisness. And then rumors said that a bunch of people hunting dragons down. And what about this machine..?"