Kharjo

There it is. Ah.... Home....

If you ever need the skills of a Khajiit warrior by your side, I would be honored to travel with you.

Until then, here. This is for you, in thanks.

We are used to the cycle of gain and loss. It is no trouble.

You are kind to offer. We believe the bandits are a part of a group headquartered here.

Be careful. I miss my amulet, but a life cannot be replaced as easily.

A few days ago, we were ambushed. A nuisance, really, but many of the marauders had quick fingers.

One of them stole my Moon Amulet, given to me by my mother when I was just a cub. It is my only memory of home in this cold land.

Yes, I was hired to protect the others as we walk the roads of Skyrim.

It is a thankless task and I would rather be back home in Elsweyr, but I have little choice.

Ahkari freed me from a prison in Cyrodiil, and now I must repay my debt to him.

A word of advice, my friend -- do not mix gambling and drink. Taken together, they will empty your pockets of every septim.

Skyrim is filled with all manner of dangerous beasts.

Wolves, trolls, mammoths and giants would all like to make a meal of us.

But the dragons are the most fearsome. Lucky for us, they don't seem to hunt along the roads.