"So long as he behaves."

"We won't have any problems, I don't think, will we Grarbrand?"

"Whatever. Don't you have a beast to kill?"

"Sure do." She waves and heads out.

"Where to next?"

"I was just going to go down the list, unless you have a different idea. You're more familiar with the locals than I am."

"Dunmer girl is the closest."

"Alright. Is that Petra? Any advice about her?"

"Keeps to herself. Himself." He pauses. "They're mute. I don't know sign language."

"I know Hammerfell sign. I think it's mutually intelligible with Skyrim sign... Do you know which pronoun set's right for - them?"

"Responds to anything. Except it," he frowns.

"Alright. Which way to their house?"

He leads her there. It's out of the way, very run down and difficult to get to. 

He knocks.

A small dunmer opens the door after the first knock and looks at them both curiously.

"This is Thane Lianda. She's looking into the attacks."

"Hello," she says and signs (slowly and carefully) at the same time. She doesn't bother signing the next bit: "I'd like to come in and talk some, if you don't mind? I know Hammerfell sign."

Petra steps back and lets them in.

The house, more of a shack, is as shabby as it looks from the outside. There are holes in the walls and the ceiling looks like it's been patched up with random peices of wood. But otherwise the place is clean and tidy; if a little cluttered.

Petra steps further into the room and signs in the Hammerfell dialect: What do you need?

"I'm investigating the recent attacks. You were listed as a suspect, unfortunately. Were you in the area for the past three full moons?"

Yes, I was here.

"Were you out of the area between four and three full moons ago?"

I arrived in the city five months ago. And ten days. Exactly.

"Have you left at any time between then and now?"

Yes. I have business that sends me all over Skyrim.

"Have you run into any werewolves in your business?"

Not my type of business, no.