Wujeeta

I'm not sure what it's made from, but I can tell you that once you've had a taste, you'll never crave anything else.

The Dunmer came up with the stuff a long time ago. Very illegal and very hard to come by.

I got mine off of a merchant ship in Solitude. Worst mistake I ever made.

Thank you. I'd almost given up hope.

Here, take this. It's all I can offer for what you've given me.

Thank you, my friend.

Very well. I suppose I'll just curl up somewhere until this passes as usual.

Your kindness will never be forgotten.

Here, take this. It's all I can offer for what you've given me.

My job at the Riften Fishery is in danger. The owner, Bolli, said that if I show up for work in this condition one more time, then I'm out.

I don't mean to do this to myself, but I can't help it. I tried some skooma a year ago, and ever since then, I can't stop!

If you could give me a healing potion, I could cleanse this poison from my body and get back to my life.

Bolli is a good man, he pays us well and watches out for us.

I used to work at the Black-Briar Meadery, but Indaryn and I never saw eye-to-eye. That elf has no patience at all.

It's probably for the best anyway; I'm far better at fishing than working in a meadery.

I wouldn't even clean my tail with this trash.

I overheard Bolli say that only the Jarl carries the key to the warehouse.

When I meet Sarthis there, he's usually waiting for me outside with his bodyguard.

If it wasn't for skooma, I'd already be on my way out of this horrible city.

All my gold... completely gone. Now I have to start over. I'll never use skooma again!

Although I suppose a little mead now and then would be harmless...