Teldryn's gaze flicked vigilantly around the path ahead. The crisp Skyrim air, while detestable, was no match for his sturdy chittin Armor. His eyes shifted towards the Dragonborn, a flicker of curiosity within them.

He had served many incompetent patrons over the years, a never-ending frustration, but the Dragonborn stood in stark contrast. They were not only capable but ruthless and incredibly powerful, a force to be reckoned with. And the Dragonborn's adventures were far more thrilling and rewarding than any previous employer he had accompanied.

A scoff escaped Teldryn as he mused, mulling over his sheer luck to have encountered this extraordinary person. His reflection went beyond viewing the Dragonborn as merely a patron; he now regarded them as a friend as well.