—4E, 201, Last Seed, 27th, 12:00 p.m.

Ivastead is the safest village in the entire province of Skyrim, Wilhelm Iva is the owner of the inn "Vermir".

Like Loristed, Ivastead is a village named after its founder, but compared to the still living old Lori, Iva died in the battle with Somo before he could even be called "The Old", leaving only an inn called "Vermir" for posterity.

There are no bandits, ferocious beasts, evil mages or other dangers, and even the Imperial Legion and the Storm Cloak will deliberately avoid this village for no other reason, this is the foot of the Horsgar Peak, and nothing more.

In the monasteries of the Heights of Khosga, there lived a group of sages known as "Greybeards", who were proficient in dragon roars, and who, when they spoke, brought fire, frost, and lightning with them, and made the wind and snow stop with a word, and the rain poured down, and it was no problem to blow away a mountain or fill a lake.

It is said that Taber Septin, now known as "Taloth", was taught by them and went south to establish the Septin Empire, earning him the title of "Dragon of the North", and the current Lord of Snowman and Windhelm have both come here to seek guidance, and Ulfric Stormcloak used it to assassinate Toig, the High King of Skyrim.

Speaking of which, "Ismir" means "Dragon of the North", so what kind of dragon is "Vermir"?

"Boss, show me the menu for lunch." Wilhelm's thoughts were interrupted by a slightly wild female voice.

"There's no menu," Wilhelm looked up at her, "and today there's fresh vegetables from the surrounding farms, and bear meat and venison from the recent hunt, and, of course, fish from Lake Gael, and it's up to you to cook what you want." ”

The tall woman with a vertical stripe on her face, dressed in a leather hunting suit, carrying a bow and arrows, and several of her companions had come to stay the night before, and had taken the largest room, and all of them were scarred except her, and there were signs of burns and scratches from wild beasts, probably in the middle of the night to hunt some dangerous beast, after all, they did not see any prey they carried.

Moreover, since Ivasteides did not have an alchemist or priest, they bought all their backlog of healing potions and alchemy materials when they sought healing, and they seemed to have a good appetite, and the income brought by this group of guests was almost a month.

"Make the bear meat into minced bear meat, fry the venison, grill a few more fish, and make a salad of vegetables." Sure enough, the girl asked for it all without blinking, and Wilhelm accepted the purse she had dropped on the counter and nodded happily.

"By the way, is there any wine?" The huntress who was about to go back to take care of her companion paused and turned back to ask.

"Hey! Of course, the aged Black Thorn Mead from Rift City, and much cheaper than other places," Wilhelm lowered his voice slightly, "Don't say it. ”

"Wilhelm, you guys still play mystery? Hahaha-" The drunkard who has been soaking in the lobby of the inn all the year round, the Red Guard Pachanus, laughed: "Who doesn't know that you took the goods directly from the Black Thorn Distillery?" Hiccup! ”

"Drink yours." Wilhelm casually threw over a bottle of ordinary Black Thorn wine, and I believe that the lady would not be unaware of the fact that he was an informant in the Black Thorn Wine Workshop, but most of the smuggling behavior he allowed himself to do was also for the sake of Graybeard's face on the top of the mountain.

"Wilhelm! Why are you hurting my sister! After the huntress had returned to his room with a few bottles of wine, a young man in ragged clothes burst into the tavern and shouted loudly.

"Tsk! I said I haven't seen your sister! "Wilhelm has a bit of a headache.

This young man's name is Nafi, a fisherman who lives outside Ivasteide, his parents were both missing in the great war between Somo and the Empire, and he has been dependent on his sister all these years.

However, Reda had disappeared a few days ago, and if she had to have anything to do with herself, she had heard herself say that "there may be rare herbs on the haunted island of Gale Lake", and as a result, Nafi kept asking him for theories, even if he was beaten to the ground, it was useless.

This is simply vexatious, the adventurer goes to the tavern to order a drink, and then asks the boss what rumors have been there lately, and then Le Yile is over? Even if anyone took a risk and made a small fortune based on rumors, they wouldn't give it to the tavern owner, and likewise, if they suffered misfortune because of it, the boss shouldn't be responsible.

"Nafi, don't make trouble, I'm not back?" Wilhelm's eyes widened as the woman who came in after Nafi was right, she was Reda but she was wearing ...... Mage robes?

"The first time Zag entered the Nord Tavern, he thought it didn't smell good." "Why does it smell of beasts?" "Hey, I didn't expect to see the Red Guard brothers here, where are you from?" The three mages of different appearances who followed in dispelled Wilhelm's suspicions.

Tiger people, dark elves, and the Red Guard greeting drunkards, if there is any place where they can get along, it's the Mage Academy in Winterhold in the North.

"Uh, Ruida, are you alright? That's great. Wilhelm thought about it, and finally decided to say hello to the more familiar Redda.

"I accidentally fell into the ancient tomb, thanks to these mages who were exploring, I survived," Ruida took Nafi, who was still snorting and staring at him, "They said that I have the qualifications to become a mage, and they are going to take me and Nafei to the mage academy, and today I am here to say goodbye, Naf?" ”

"I asked my sister to teach you a lesson, but she didn't agree, huh!" Nafil eccentric.

"Well, thank you for taking care of their brother and sister," Wilhelm was speechless for a moment, so he turned to the mages, "I have nothing to thank, why don't you have lunch?" ”

"No, this place is a bit ...... Noisy. The Dark Elf mage shook her head and refused, "We're leaving." ”

"Zag thinks the inn smells bad." The self-proclaimed Zag Tiger Mage also shook his head.

"Zela said let's wait for her outside the town," the Redguard and the drunkard clinked a few glasses, and got up to leave, "She must have secretly teleported somewhere to find the treasure again." ”

Treasures? Wilhelm glanced at the collars and fingers of the mages, and sure enough, he saw shiny necklaces and rings, and it seemed that the rumors that the legendary mages were covered in enchanted items were quite reliable.

"Boss, do you have any dry food?" As the noisy mages left, the tall man's voice sounded calm as he passed them and walked into the inn.

"Yes, it's cured meats, bread, cheese and dried vegetables," Wilhelm said, taking out a pack of dried food and two hydration bags from under the counter: "It's a day's serving, of course, the content is up to you, but it's not recommended to pack perishable and soupy food." ”

"Hmm......," the man pondered.

This guy looks like a bodyguard for a big shot? Wilhelm looked him up and down, and although he had removed the marker and changed his style slightly, he could still tell that it was the standard leather armor of the Imperial Legion. If you just send bodyguards to shop instead of going into town in person, it proves that the big man from the empire is very distinctive, and you can know who it is just by looking at his face.

The Rift Collar is clearly supporting the Storm Cloak, the Empire bigwigs are here, no matter what they want to do, I'm afraid it's a trouble, it's better not to get involved with them, it's better to be like this......

"Are you going to climb the Hosgar Peak? Then my suggestion is to put in some hardy food—" Wilhelm made a sales face.

“（…… Dim sum. ）”

"That's enough, plus some donuts and honey fruit feasts, two servings in total," the man said, ignoring Wilhelm's words, "Is it enough to reach the Rift?" ”

"I think that's enough." Wilhelm, who hinted at being ignored, rolled his eyes, since the big man didn't care about being discovered, why did he bother: "As long as you don't crash into the robbers' stronghold along the way, there will be no danger at all, because this is Graybeard's territory, and the area around the rift is controlled by black thorns." ”

Anyway, to give them a final hint, in Rift City, the power of the Black Thorns is comparable to that of the mighty Greybeard, Wilhelm said as he packed a few dry rations and handed them to the tall bodyguard.

"Finally, I'll give you a piece of advice." The bodyguard in leather armor paid and said, "It's very good, but if you rashly get involved in something you shouldn't be involved in, you may disappear silently." ”

"You're right, I'll pay attention to it later." Wilhelm had heard a lot of warnings like this, and took a standard response.

Under the peak of Horsga, anyone who wants to do it will have to weigh whether they can withstand Graybeard's wrath, after all-

"Colin Mai! Don't sleep, there's work to do! After the bodyguard left, Wilhelm left the inn and banged on the door of the hired man, Colinmei.

"Isn't it, boss—" A young man with a sturdy figure and a capable expression in a hunting suit pushed open the door, "I've already eaten the snow bear I just hunted yesterday?" ”

"The bear is still half," Wilhelm said, shoving a package to Colinmeier, "this is a supply for the Hosgar Peaks, and it will be delivered within today—to give you double pay." ”

"Hah...... Well, for the sake of double pay. Collinmer yawned, took the package and turned back to the house: "I'll pack up and go." ”

Yes, it is his own dependence, Wilhelm looked at the high snow-capped mountains, since the daily consumption of those Graybeards was all provided by the Iva family for free, if anyone wanted to be unfavorable to him, I am afraid that they would be directly blown away by the dragon's roar.