Dear sister,

I hope this letter finds you well. I've been living near Falkreath these past few moons, and a problem has arisen that I believe would suit someone of your talents. 

You see, there have been attacks on the full moon. People mauled as if by an animal. Clearly the work of a werewolf, or someone who wants us to believe such...

So far the Jarl will do nothing.

Please, if you can help, meet me in the Dead Man's Drink in Falkreath.

With all my love,

Ena