Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200205021240/@comment-5583506-20200207161754

"You already are in a sense", the old woman chuckled as her blind eyes peered deeper into his own. "You accomplished something of rare greatness in the far west."

She fell silent for a moment as if she reflected. "The taming of a beast ... a feathered one. I do not know its name, for it is not native to Morrowind. I see you riding it, as its former masters intended for themselves. It is very dear to you."