*you were resting at the tavern enjoying a sweet roll and hearing rumors, but suddenly you couldn't help but notice the cheers behind. You saw a woman drinking off a large male Nord and she wasn't faltering. Soon the Nord passed out and she won. You had to meet this spectacle of a gal.

Hello there, I'm Tarla. Despite my looks, I'm not a Redguard but a Dunmer. she said surprisingly bashful You looking for an ally to travel with? I can prove my worth in Skyrim.