Conversations We Didn't Have in Skyrim, Part 6

Previous installments under the skyrim-conversations tag.

The Dragonborn: Helping Nords conquer their introversion, one dialogue tree at a time.

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Kynesgrove is such a pretty little town that Lydia and I decide to stop in the Braidwood Inn and have a drink. Chill out a little. Maybe do some shopping later. Even the Dragonborn needs to take an afternoon off once in a while.

Of course, once I'm actually buying a couple of tankards of ale from Iddra, the owner of the Braidwood Inn, my strange compulsion to be helpful kicks in. I find myself asking, "So, got anything that needs doing?" before I even remember that I'm supposed to be taking the afternoon off. Whoops. I'll probably get a lecture from Lydia about this.

"Well, would you be willing to talk to Roggi for me?"

Roggi Knot-Beard, that would be. Met him on the way in. Nice fellow, even though he doesn't seem to have two septims to clink together. He's also standing practically at Iddra's elbow, doing a very convincing impression of being oblivious to our conversation. "Yes, I suppose I can talk to Roggi. What would you like me to say?"

( A strange conversation follows )