Four arrows struck each wolf and they dropped dead as the well-aimed arrows hit their marks. T'ohpil came out of hiding and then headed for the body. He was just about to return to Riften from Winterhold when he decided to explore a bit. The Khajit never expected to find a dead body which could potentially give him more gold. As he grew closer, he gradually noticed that it wasn't a dead body after all.

"Might T'ophil ask why you are sleeping on the blanket of snow?"

@Polaris North Raven looked up at T'ophil. She was obviously disoriented. "I need shelter," she said, shivering horribly. "please, I must serve my mistress."

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"The mistress?" T'ophil's alarms rung loud. Could she be part of the Dark Brotherhood? She must be but it would be amazing if one of them were to owe him a favor. "Come." The Khajit said as he outstretched a hand towards her.