Yatul

We all are, my dear, but sometimes the Divines reward those who don't seem to deserve it. Call it dumb luck.

Oh, you've seen your father just trying to chase a skeever from his house. He's a bit soft.

Oh of course. My mistake.

They are indeed. Nothing like your mother, though!

Oh, probably a troll.

They are, but your mind has to be sharp, too.

No, just very difficult. You have to look for shift in various shades of white.

Come, child, I will tell you how to track a snow cat.

Bolar and I will tell you.

I don't think you're quite ready yet.