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"Oh?" said Falana curiously. "What are you suggesting?"

Evelyne opened the door, expecting her lover's return.

Beatrix and Swift did so. The Argonian crashed down in the corner of an angle-shaped couch around a table, breathing out heavily. He sniffed lightly on his cloak.

"It reeks of death", he muttered. "Your clothing stink of Beasts as well?"

"It's on the house for Beast Slayers", informed the innkeeper to Vilk. "So pick your poison."