With no casualties, the brothers were excited to go tell there father. I think for once, this was actually an easy fight, and my new spell worked out quite well, killing several goblins outright before they could fight. We make the walk to the stead, and no more than a minute later, the farmstead is attacked by swarms of goblins. Anyways, I meet with the sons, and they seem concerned about there father, but understand and thank me for my help. Well, I ventures out to the Pryory, remembering I still need to come here at some point to talk to a man about the amulet. I grudgingly do so, If only to hope to get something out of this deal since I spend almost half my money from my last adventures on a new spell. Too worried about his age to be of any help in a fight, he asks me to join them in protecting their farmstead. His sons are taking up his fight, but expect him to be there with them. He tells me the tale of how his farm is being attacked by monsters, and how the guards will not help him since he lives outside of his walls. I don't know what I should do, should I believe the woman and get her to give me the amulet so she (or I) can get the gold? Or do I kill her and take it for her crimes?ДЄrriving in Chorrol, I head for the inn, and see a staggering, depressed old man. But he still knows of the location of the gold, and if I bring her the amulet she has (by killing her) he'll tell me out of revenge, since he will rot for the rest of the life in the cell.

I convince him to tell me of what happened, and he spins me the same tale, but opposite, with she being the murderer and tax-robber. Having only one way to earn his trust, I accost the guard who let me into the cell, and find myself a prisoner as well, but not worried, as I'll only be in jail the night. He is less than helpful, thinking me to be spy for a guard who is also interested.

Thinking this could go any way, but interested I go to the castle and visit him in his cell. While she was out for a bit, he got arrested, and the gold was never found, and she wants me to go found out where. She told me a tale of how she and her husband were small-time crooks, but he got greedy, killed a guard while robbing a tax shipment. I learned of some trouble with some missing gold, my pockets feel light still I sought the source of the rumor. Travelling, I ended up in the gold northern regions.

Two sides of a coin oblivion