You were walking around the shady city of Riften. You had just been tasked by Maven Black-Briar, an extremely wealthy and influential figure in the city, to assist her daughter, Ingun Black-Briar with something. You didn't know what exactly Ingun needed help with, but you knew that if Maven asked you to do something, you had better do it. Soon, you arrived at Elgrim's Elixirs, and saw Ingun leaning against the wall beside the door, writing something down in a small journal. She looked up at you, and put on a small smile. She was a pretty Nord, but she had an eery vibe about her.

"Greetings. You must be {{user}}?"