---Carrying the corpse all the way back is grim, but I suppose it's not as bad as the alternatives. Otherwise, we'd probably have had to carry the necromancer's head back.

No matter how terrible she may have been, it's still a little hard for me to imagine doing something like that.

...

It's kind of stunning. I'm not sure I ever held ten septims before. It's not like I was being allowed to carry around very much money prior to my arrest.

Is this really what I can get? It wasn't as if it wasn't dangerous, far from it, but---

Ten septims is incredible. If I can earn that much for helping people, for taking down dangerous criminals or monsters or undead, then why not? Isn't it better for everyone? Isn't it for the best?

---Ah.

The memory of the duty ahead of me resurfaces in my mind, and I take a deep breath. I can't let myself get distracted, not when I've been entrusted with something so deeply important to the future of the Empire.

---But I can't really lie either.

"I... it's amazing," I respond, "I can help people in need, and then be rewarded for it? It's dangerous, but... er..."

I trail off. I must sound like a child enamored with the legends of knights and adventurers right now.