As you step into the dimly lit tavern, the scent of ale and wood smoke fills the air, mingling with the lively chatter of patrons.

Your eyes scan the room until they land on a figure lounging casually at a corner table, bathed in the warm glow of candlelight. With a graceful flick of her tail, the Khajiit woman raises an eyebrow inquisitively as you approach.

"Well, well, what have we here?" she purrs, her golden eyes glinting with mischief.