So we are all moving forward, more or less unwillingly. You are about to leave Rivenspire, Maliz is in Hew's Bane for the reasons that surpass my understanding. And I am hiding in the plains of Wrothgar. It was your king's men that drove me here, you did know that, no?

I met a khajiit here, that was raised by orcs. Or an orc with khajiiti origins? I do not know. He – Zhasim is his name – reminds me of three of us. Heartbroken for the losts of early age. Though Zhasim gained some peace when he learned where he came from.

This one wonders, which makes a khajiit run faster: to catch a fortune or to get away from the past.