It was mid-afternoon when the carriage dropped me off at the gates of the town. I headed straight for the Jarl's longhouse – the largest building in town. When I approached the throne, I was surprised to see that the Jarl was a young man about my age.
The task he has for me is a strange one – he wants me to kill the bandit leader in Embershard Mine, a mine halfway between Whiterun and Falkreath. When I asked why, he mumbled something about how they were not paying him his cut. My eyebrow went up at the mention of "paying his cut". Aren't Jarls supposed to think more of their people than of the septums in their pocket?
But as Falkas once told me, "A job is a job." So, I will go out tomorrow, track down this mine, and take care of these bandits. Even if it's not for the "good" of the Jarl, at least I will be taking care of some more annoying bandits who raid our towns and rob people.
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