Angrenor Once-Honored

I was one of the best soldiers in the Stormcloak army, until I took a sword through the chest.

I'd be out there fighting the Imperials right now if it wasn't for my war-wound.

Ever since that Imperial craven ran me through from behind, I've had trouble breathing. Don't have any trouble drinking though.

What? Were you hoping to claim this house for yourself? Well, the Aretinos always liked me, so I think I'm family enough to take up here.

The milk drinkers in this town wouldn't last five minutes in a real battle.

Rumor holds that the Aretino boy brought an assassin here. Sounds like nonsense to me.

I once killed six men, single-handed, while rescuing my brothers-in-arms from ambush by an Imperial patrol.

I'm not too proud to admit that I need a bit of help from time to time.

Hey, maybe the reason these gray-skins don't help in the war is because they're Imperial spies!