“What do you have in mind?” You tense up as a sudden chilled wind brushes past you.

The Jarl smiles crookedly. “I admire your dedication,” He rasps. “It is no easy task, especially for those you hardly know or care for.”

As the Jarl stands up from his throne, the hall plummets into silence. The guests all slowly float to one end of the room, looking in your direction.