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It took a while, but Keema had managed to return the sap to Danica along with Athis.

Athis apologized to her many times for having abandoned her when she needed him the most, but she declined asking him to just forget about it. Although she felt a sort of kinship with him now, like Athis was her brother of sorts, she certainly did remind her of his brother back in blackmarsh at least.

Athis had demanded increased compensation for both her and Keema after the whole spriggan incident, which Danica was more than glad to give just to repair the tree.

Keema wasn't too angry about what happened but considering the gildergreen now blooming in whiterun and spreading it's leaves around the city, it was worth it, and was a nice change of scenery, just like books that described Akavir (I assume that Akavir is like, the japan version of elder scrolls so I assume like with Sakura trees and shit).

This seemed like any other day, and just as Keema left the inn after beating the pulp out of Mikael for sneaking a grope on her, she was confronted with an event she wasn't used to.

Olfrid and idolaf Battleborn were arguing with Fralia Graymane, and she could see her fellow companion, Njada stonearm, arguing with her as well.

"Foolish old woman! You know nothing! Nothing of our struggles, our suffering!" Olfrid yelled at her.

"Nothing? And what of my son, hmm? What of Thorald? Is he nothing? So don't talk to me about suffering!" Fralia said as she felt angered by what he said.

"Your son chose his side, and he chose poorly. And now he's gone. Such is the way of war. The sooner you accept his loss, the better." Idolaf said, although he felt like he didn't want to do this in the first place.

"I will never accept his death! My son still lives. I feel it in my heart. So tell me, Battle-Borns, where is he? Where are you holding my Thorald?" Fralia yelled at them, her old face visibly affected by her missing son.

"Do you believe this old hag? Holding him? Why, I've got him in my cellar. He's my prisoner. Face it, cow! Your stupid son is dead! He died a Stormcloak traitor. And you...you best keep your mouth shut before you suffer the same." Olfrid yelled at her angrily.

"Come on, father. There's nothing more to be said here." Idolaf told Olfrid, putting a hand on his shoulder as they both left, although Olfrid seemed satisfied by the distress he put Fralia through.

Njada wanted to beat the hell out of Olfrid but Keema quickly grabbed her shoulder to calm her down.

Njada was the most hot headed person in the companions, and was at odds with Athis most of the time, and her relationship with Keema was rocky with how she never wanted to offer her any kind of assistance... Outside of being a shield sister at least.

"I'd have punched you instead if you weren't a companion" Njada muttered before smacking her hand away from her shoulder.

Keema didn't like her attitude but she understood why she would be angry this time, even Keema felt like she wanted to teach Olfrid a lesson but that would probably be a bad idea since the battleborns were well respected in whiterun. Plus running around punching nobles would probably get their whole organization in trouble if she let Njada do what she was about to.

"Maybe we can help out in another way?" Keema suggested to Njada.

Njada rolled her eyes.

"If you think about even charging her for money, then we're done talking" Njada said as she glared at him.

"Relax, we're not gonna charge her... Not this time at least" Keema assured her.

"Fine, but if you suggest that we talk things out with that oaf, Olfrid, then we're done talking about this" Njada said.

"On that we can agree on at least" Keema said and they both approached Fralia.

"All I can think about is my son, my Thorald... they say that he was killed, but I know better. I know my son is alive! Those Battle-Born... they're in with the Imperials. They know it too, and yet they lie to my very face!" Fralia said to them, noticing they had taken interest when their conversation with Olfrid started.

"How do you know their lying?" Njada asked her.

"It's not wise to discuss it here. Please, if you truly wish to help, meet me at my home. I'll tell you the whole story" Fralia told her as she left her stall unattended and started to go to her house.

Keema and Njada followed her to her house and entered, and as they did, a large, muscular nord came charging toward them with a battleaxe in his hands.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Are you working with the Battle-Borns? Speak now before I put you in the ground!" The nord threatened them.

"I'll put you to the ground first if you don't put that thing down before you get hurt!" Njada threatened back at him.

"Avulstein put that down! They're here to help us find Thorald!" Fralia warned him.

"This was foolish! Who knows what they'll do if the battleborns find out I'm here" Avulstein said, as he glared at Njada.

"Please, no weapons! Let's just talk!" Fralia begged Avulstein.

The nord put his weapon away after Fralia begged him.

"Alright Mother... So, you're both here to help?" Avulstein asked them.

Njada kept her sword on her hand, but nodded.

"Yes we're here to help as much as we can... As long as we don't directly get involved with the battleborns" Keema said as a precaution, trying to emphasize that they don't want to get the companions in trouble.

"You don't have to, I just need to get evidence from them, evidence that my brother, Thorald, is still alive" Avulstein told them.

"Then why not ask the jarl for a warrant? Surely the guards can find something eventually" Keema suggested.

"Idiot... Don't you think if you did, the moment that they'd hear of a search warrant, they'd destroy any piece of evidence they have before the guards could find it" Njada scolded her.

Keema felt a bit stupid but knew she had a point.

"I don't know how you two will get it, but I know they have it! They have to if they're so sure that he's dead, then they'd have evidence of it" Avulstein told her.

"Then let's beat it out of him, if he's not inclined to give us any evidence, then we'll smash his face in until he does" Njada suggested.

"That would only bring suspicion on my mother, and the guards might discover where I'm hiding" Avulstein told her.

"... What if they don't find out?" Keema asked them.

"What?" Njada said, not knowing what she meant.

"I can pick my way inside, and search their home for any evidence of Thorald's fate" Keema explained.

"That's... Crazy. You'll get caught for sure" Avulstein told her.

"Trust me on this, I can get you the evidence. I'll be back here as soon as I return" Keema reassured them.

"Ugh, playing hero? Do you know that they can easily put a high bounty on your hand and have you arrested if you get caught?" Njada asked her.

"I won't get caught" Keema tried to tell her.

"And I say what if?" Njada asked her.

"... Then act like you didn't know about anything" Keema told her.

"Tch... Just don't let yourself get caught, the companions' reputation is on the line" Njada said while gritting her teeth.

Keema took it as her agreeing to the plan, it was rare for her to agree with anybody in the first place so she took it.

Access to the battleborn's house was easier than she thought, they let the backdoor of the house completely open for anybody to enter.

Keema rummaged through every nook and cranny of the house but found none... Until she went back to one of the many bedrooms there.

The bedroom had a locked door, which was odd, and she tried to pick the lock.

"What are you hiding here..." Keema asked herself as she picked it.

As she opened the door, she entered and noticed a letter placed on top of the table, it had the imperial seal on it.

She took the letter, and opened it, breaking the seal.

It has come to my attention that inquiries have been made as to the whereabouts of one Thorald Gray-Mane.

It is my duty to inform you that Thalmor agents have taken possession of the prisoner and have escorted him to Northwatch Keep.

I don't think I need to elaborate. It is in everyone's best interest if the matter is dropped entirely. I trust there will be no further inquiries as to this matter.

-Gen. Tullius

"This is it" Keema said as she put the letter in her satchel, and left the study.

She was about to leave when the bedroom's door opened, revealing Olfrid Battleborn who was just as surprised as her when he found her in his bedroom.

The two stared each other down before he smirked, closed the door and locked it with his key.

"So you're here to steal something from me eh? Typical, I knew a lizard wasn't fit to be thane, and I caught you red handed!" Olfrid accused her.

"N-No, I wasn't stealing anything... I..." Keema tried to make an excuse but so far it was hard to prove anything considering the study had been picked open and nobody was around so being invited inside was out of the list of excuses.

"Don't even try to prove you're innocent! You came here to steal..." Olfrid trailed off.

Keema felt like she was panicking, holding the satchel nervously.

"My silver ingots! I know you intend to steal valuables in my room!" Olfrid pointed at the ingots inside the study.

"Um... Y-Yeah... S-Sorry about that... I didn't touch them or anything" Keema got along with his assumption.

"Ha! I knew you were a no good thief! You beastfolk are all the same!" Olfrid said as he smirked at her.

"Y-Yeah... So can I just leave and we can forget all this ever happened?" Keema asked him, hoping he wouldn't alert the guards.

"Who says you can leave here yet? You're not getting anywhere until you pay the price" Olfrid told her sternly.

"Tch... And that is? I can pay you 500 septims right now if I want no word of this getting out" Keema said, but somehow she knew where this was going.

"It's not money I'm after, I want to teach you a lesson stealing from the battleborns... Or even trying to in the first place, and this is the best chance to humiliate you. I could easily frame you for attempted murder, trying to kill me in my own home! You'll lose everything you've earned, everyone's trust, and most of all that stupid thaneship that you got from the jarl, undeserving if you ask me" Olfrid said as he walked up to her.

Keema clenched her fist, this was like the situation with Hajvarr... No matter, all she had to do was endure it.

"Then what do you want?" Keema asked him.

Olfrid smirked, he got her where he wanted her.

"Take off your clothes, we won't be needing them for what I have in mind" Olfrid said.

She cursed her luck and did as he was told, covering her privates as best as she could but as she did, Olfrid had already gone naked, tossing his pile of clothes on the bed.

"Now toss that weapon of yours in a corner, I don't want you making any sudden movements" Olfrid ordered her.

Keema bowed her head in dismay but did so, tossing her clothes in the corner of the room along with her sword.

"Now get on the bed and spread your legs, I don't lie with women on the cold hard floor like you lizards do" Olfrid said boastfully.

She did as she was told, spreading her legs disdainfully for him.

"This body is wasted on a poser like you, I'll make you realize your true purpose!" Olfrid said and started to lick her clit.

Keema closed her eyes shut and tried to think of something else, but her clit being stimulated was too hard to ignore as she had small moans escape her muzzle.

"There's no use in resisting wench! Years of experience will outlast even the strongest of wills" Olfrid said before he began sucking on her clit hard.

Keema's eyes widened and threw her head back as Olfrid suddenly went rough on her clit, she tried to lift herself up but the nord just pushed her back down easily.

"Feast your eyes 'thane', I'll ruin your body until it begs for my cock for every waking moment!" Olfrid taunted as he licked her deeply.

Compared to Hajvarr who had seemed to have a high amount of stamina (she hoped Olfrid wasn't the same), Olfrid knew how to please a woman as he started licking and teasing her with his tongue by nearly going inside but teasing her pussy, probably trying to make her beg for it.

She grabbed the sheets and held onto them tight, trying to pull herself away but Olfrid would pull her back in, licking even more furiously and making her moan out loud.

"HA! Even lizard women are just women in the end! There's no use resisting!" Olfrid laughed as he buried his tongue deep into her.

Keema could no longer hold back as she moaned loudly, thankful that nobody else was inside... She hoped at least.

"A-Ah! Don't... S-Stop it!" Keema yelled at him in desperation, the pleasure was too good as the old nord licked her very core.

"Don't stop eh? I'm happy to oblige!" Olfrid yelled and his tongue went deeper into her.

Keema wasn't able to resist this pleasurable attack on her any further and she closed her legs down on his head and screamed, cumming into his mouth.

Olfrid licked it up easily, before pulling away and wiping his mouth of her juices.

"Ha! Dragonborn? More like dragonwhore! You came easily for a nordic hero of legend! You're just a fake that's trying to imitate the stories and legends to fool everybody!" Olfrid said as he then lifted one of her legs up and put them on his shoulder, and rubbing the entrance of her cunt with his cock.

"N-No I'm n-not...!" Keema said, trying hard not to grind back.

"Just accept it dragonwhore!" Olfrid said as he continued to pleasure himself on her cunt, feeling her juices make his cock slippery and wet.

Keema could no longer resist as she grinded her pussy back.

"Please... F-Fuck me...!" She begged the nord.

"What was that? Speak up!" Olfrid yelled and spanked her huge ass, causing her to moan out loud.

"I-I said... Fuck my perverted pussy! Please cum inside me until your cock is the only one I can think of!" Keema begged him, the limits of her resistance slowly cracking.

Before she came to skyrim, her family had protected her, even though she volunteered to be a guard in blackmarsh years ago, her brother and father were always there to help, but this time she was all alone, and she now understood why.

Her body was desirable and grew up to be a fine woman... Too fine for her family's liking that they kept a close eye on her.

She begged them to let her have an adventurer's life, which led her to skyrim... she should have seen this coming, she had been fucked at least 5 times now by both creatures and men alike that maybe she should have prepared herself, maybe dibella could have blessed her with anti horny magic.

That brief moment of her thoughts quickly disappeared as Olfrid thrusted hard enough to feel his cock pounding against her womb.

"Uwah!!! Y-Your cock is reaching a-all the way to my womb!" She hissed at him, now lost in their passionate thrusting as she continued to be insulted.

"Yeah that's right you fat lizard! Your pussy will belong to me if I fuck you hard enough to have eggs! If you so much as try to blame me for anything, I'll frame you for breaking and entering and make sure you'll be utterly humiliated" Olfrid said as he continued gyrating his hips and hitting her sweet spot.

"No... please... Anything but that...!" Keema begged him.

Olfrid took a bite of one of her scaly tits and bit roughly on it, indulging himself in her large, pillowy breasts.

"You'd better bend over next time I see you, or I certainly will! If I so much as say go to my house so I can cum inside you, then you do as I say, understand!?" Olfrid said in between the rough suckling.

"Y-Yes! Uwah! P-please! Harder!" Keema begged him, giving in to his demands and rubbing her own clit.

Olfrid couldn't last long however as he impatiently began thrusting hard and fast... at least he wasn't as vigorous as Hajvarr or else she'd pass out right there and get caught by anybody else.

"Gonna impregnate you dragonwhore..

Let's see how mighty you remain with my child inside you! Maybe I'll... ngh... even compensate you for the child if you beg hard enough...!" Olfrid said as his cock twitched inside her and got closer and closer.

"Yes... I-Inside... M-Make me cum...!" Keema begged him as she got closer and closer as well.

Olfrid groaned, he was about to cum inside her.

"I'd cum inside you whether or not you told me to! Get pregnant worthless lizard! I'll cum directly inside your womb" Olfrid said, hugging the leg on his shoulder and hilting inside her, shooting his load inside her directly into her womb.

Keema came, screaming like a whore as her pussy came and squirted her own juices all over his cock before falling limp on the bed.

Olfrid, in his old age, pulled out and was exhausted, and leaned in close to her.

"You're mine, and don't you forget it. Whenever you get plowed by someone, remember that I probably came inside you first" Olfrid said before shoving her off his bed.

"Now off with you, before I call the guards" Olfrid ordered her.

As tired as Keema felt, she forced herself to dress back up in her armor and left immediately for Fralia's house, not noticing the trail of cum she left behind.

...

Keema entered her house, and was greeted by Njada.

"About time you showed up, I was about to go there myself and punch the fool until he blurted anything about Thorald" Njada told her.

"Sorry... it's just... Nevermind, I have the information" Keema said and gave Avulstein the letter, who seemed alarmed by it.

"The thalmor? By the nine it's worse than I thought... I'll round up what men I could find and storm northwatch keep. Throald can't be left to those... monsters... You two will join us right?" Avulstein asked them.

Keema was about to decline since she assumed Njada would be opposed to it but to her surprise, Njada accepted it.

"Yes, we'll be there" Njada said.

"Good, I'll meet you both there" Avulstein said and left the scene.

Njada turned to her.

"Not a word of this to the others alright?" Njada told Keema.

"It's completely fine but... For someone who really cares about your reputation in the companions, you're really getting involved in the war, without getting paid for it too" Keema said.

Njada sighed.

"Look, as far as I know, the stormcloaks and the imperials are fighting a war on the wrong side when they should be picking on the thalmor. Do you know how frustrating it is to be shit on just because you took a job for someone who supported the other side of the war? Sometimes, I think of quitting the companions just to give people like Olfrid a black eye, but that will ruin my chances of getting into the circle in the first place after years of working with the companions" Njada explained.

"That's... actually very noble of you Njada" Keema complimented her.

"Yeah well we're not out of this yet. The thalmor are a bigger fish to fry than Olfrid, and that's good enough for me to join in and free Thorald, plus I could taunt Olfrid about it next time he says starts bringing anybody else down" Njada reasoned with her.

Olfrid... The bastard who fucked her earlier... Yeah, that would definitely be some payback... That is if he doesn't report her to the guards.

Njada noticed a puddle of liquid under her, as well as how tired Keema seemed to be.

"Hey, what exactly happened there anyway? You look like you ran halfway across skyrim" Njada asked her.

Keema realized Njada must have noticed her breathing pattern and tried to regulate it to a normal pace.

"Oh that! Um... I actually felt nervous, like, what if I actually got caught you know? It's a dangerous job after all... Anyway, let's prepare for the journey to Northwatch keep" Keema reasoned and left for the door, as bits of cum poured out of her pussy and onto the carpet.

Njada decided to let it go for now and joined her.

...

They both shortly caught up to Avulstein, who was with four other nord men, ready to storm the keep with him.

"So what now?" Keema asked Avulstein.

"We kill every thalmor between us and Thorald and free him, let's go" Avulstein said before charging in.

All of them followed suit, although Keema hoped that nobody would be around to report them.

...

Thorald watched as his captor had been slain before him, with a bunch of nords, Keema (who had worn the elven armor of the thalmor guards), and Njada who rescued him.

"Brother, it's me! I'm here to get you out!" Avulstein said as he tried to shake Thorald awake.

"Avulstein? What are you doing here?" Thorald asked him.

"No time to explain, we need to get you out of here" Avulstein told him.

"What in the world..." Thorald said as they freed him from his shackles.

"There should be an exit nearby, let's go" Avulstein said before he helped his brother up.

...

"There, you're safe now" Keema told him.

"I cannot thank you both enough for rescuing me from this place. I suspect I'd never again see the light of day otherwise. But why would you risk your life for me, a stranger?"

"Your family was concerned for you" Njada said.

"Of course, my brother might have had a hand in it. But I can't say I can remain safe in whiterun anymore. Can you do me a favor?" Thorald asked them.

"What is it?" Keema asked him.

Missing in Action?

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QUEST GIVER

Fralia Gray-Mane

Avulstein Gray-Mane

LOCATION

Whiterun

Northwatch Keep

REWARD

Leveled enchanted weapon or

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TYPE

Side quest

QUEST ID

MS09

Missing in Action is a quest available in The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim in which the Dragonborn must determine if Fralia Gray-Mane's son, Thorald, is alive and, if so, rescue him from captivity.

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Background

Fralia Gray-Mane in Whiterun is convinced that her missing son, Thorald Gray-Mane, is still alive and being held captive. She asked me to visit her home to speak privately about the matter.

Objectives

Meet Fralia in her home

Find evidence of Thorald's fate

Deliver proof to Avulstein

One of two options:

Meet Avulstein at Northwatch Keep

Find a way to release Thorald from Thalmor custody

Rescue Thorald from Northwatch Keep

Lead Thorald to safety

Speak to Thorald

Return to Fralia Gray-Mane

Walkthrough

After approaching the market of Whiterun for the second time during the day, the Dragonborn will encounter an argument between Fralia Gray-Mane at her market stall, Olfrid Battle-Born, and Idolaf Battle-Born.

Olfrid: "Foolish old woman! You know nothing! Nothing of our struggles, our suffering!"

Fralia: "Nothing? And what of my son, hmm? What of Thorald? Is he nothing? So don't talk to me about suffering!"

Idolaf: "Your son chose his side, and he chose poorly. And now he's gone. Such is the way of war. The sooner you accept his loss, the better."

Fralia: "I will never accept his death! My son still lives. I feel it in my heart. So tell me, Battle-Borns, where is he? Where are you holding my Thorald?"

Olfrid: "[to son] Do you believe this old hag? [to Fralia] "Holding him"? Why, I've got him in my cellar. He's my prisoner. Face it, cow! Your stupid son is dead! He died a Stormcloak traitor. And you...you best keep your mouth shut before you suffer the same."

Idolaf: "Come on, father. There's nothing more to be said here."

The quest can be started in two ways. The first is by speaking to Fralia directly following the argument. She will tell the Dragonborn that her son is missing, but alive, regardless of what anybody says, and that she would like to discuss it in private at her home.

"All I can think about is my son, my Thorald... they say that he was killed, but I know better. I know my son is alive! Those Battle-Born... they're in with the Imperials. They know it too, and yet they lie to my very face!"

How do you know they're lying? "It's not wise to discuss it here. Please, if you truly wish to help, meet me at my home. I'll tell you the whole story."

How can you be sure your son is alive? "I just... I just know it. I can feel it in my heart. You have to believe me. Please, visit me at my home. I can tell you the whole story."

Can you tell me more about your missing son? "Not here. Let's speak at my home, where we can be alone, unwatched." (If outside of House Gray-Mane.)

The Dragonborn can also speak to Olfrid and Idolaf about the argument with Fralia in the market. When asked "What was that argument about?", Olfrid will say:

"Just one more thing the Gray-Manes want to blame on others. It's not my fault they turned their backs on the Empire, or their mule of a son raised arms against it. And yet they want to heap the fault on my family's good name? Bah."

In response, Idolaf will say:

"More bad blood between the houses. Fralia is convinced our family is somehow at fault for the loss of her son. There's no reasoning with these people anymore."

Once inside House Gray-Mane, Avulstein Gray-Mane will confront the Dragonborn with his weapon drawn. Fralia will tell him to put his weapon down and that the Dragonborn is a friend here to help. Avulstein will provide more information about the situation after the Dragonborn insists that they are here to help and will say that he needs evidence that confirms that Thorald is still alive. The Dragonborn can also enter House Gray-Mane and speak to Avulstein directly without first talking to Fralia to start the quest which will cause him to interact with the Dragonborn differently at first, accusing them of working for the Battle-Borns.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Are you working for the Battle-Borns? Speak now before I put you in the ground!"

I don't know what you're talking about "A likely story. They won't even do their own dirty work now, eh? Well, you won't get the better of me! Now tell me where my brother is!"

I don't know your brother. "Thorald. Thorald Gray-Mane? Fighting for the Stormcloaks, disappeared and believed dead? You really don't know anything about this, do you?"

Calm down. I'm not working for anyone. "No? So you don't know anything about my brother? Then what are you doing here?"

I didn't mean to alarm you. Why are you so tense? "Because they've got Thorald locked away somewhere, and if they find me here I'll disappear too! I am not going to let that happen!"

Sounds like you need some help "I can't do this all on my own. Are you... are you offering to help me?"

Yes, absolutely. What can I do? "I know that Thorald is not dead. I just know it. The Imperials have him, and are keeping him somewhere. But I don't know where. Those damned Battle-Borns... they know something. They're hiding it. They practically taunt us with it. They must have some sort of proof! There's got to be something in that house of theirs. I just know it. I don't dare leave the house myself. So I need your help."

I'll find that proof you need. "Anything, anything at all would be a start. Then we can figure out how to get to him. I'm sorry for doubting you, friend. You have my thanks."

I'm not sure I want to get involved in this. "Please, I'm desperate. This is my brother's life! I won't let them take it away! I beg of you, look for proff of Thorald's capture. The Battle-Borns have it, I just know it."

I'm not even sure what's going on. "My brother, Thorald. He was fighting for the Stormcloaks, and went missing. Everyone assumes his dead. But he's not. I just know it. The Imperials captured him, and they're holding him someplace. The Battle-Borns know where. I'd go and search their house for proof, but they want me too. I'd be captured, and then we'll never know what happened to him. So I need someone to find that proof for me."

What kind of proof do you need? "Anything that confirms that Thorald isn't dead, but is being held captive. I know those Battle-Borns have it. They'd be hiding it, of course. Wouldn't want it to get out that they've been lying this whole time. But you might be able to butter them up enough to lower their guard."

The Dragonborn can also speak to Fralia for more information about the Battle-Borns and Thorald.

Why do you think the Battle-Borns are involved? "The Battle-Borns. The Emperor's biggest boot-lickers here in Whiterun. Their connections to the Empire and the Legion are well-known. When Thorald didn't return home, there was no question in my mind. They knew Thorald supported the Stormcloaks, knew he was going to aid them in battle. Made sure he didn't come back. Locked him up someplace to get back at my family. I'm sure of it."

How can you be sure Thorald is still alive? "He's my son. I just... I feel it in my heart. You'd understand if you had children."

Can you tell me more about your missing son? "Thorald's disappearance has been hard on all of us, but Avulstein has taken it badly. He's afraid of being taken as well, so he hasn't left the house. All he talks about is Thorald. Please, help Avulstein if you can. Something has to be done, or we're all going to lose our minds."

Find the evidence

There are a few ways to go about getting evidence from the Battle-Borns. There are essentially three ways to do this, each of which leverages a stealth skill: Lockpicking, Pickpocket or Speech.

Lockpicking: The missive is in the Battle-Borns' house on the first floor in a small office adjoining a bedroom. Entering the house from the main entrance, it's on your left. The office door is locked and no key exists for it. The Battle-Born members have keys that open the exterior doors. You can access the property without legal ramifications if you either help Lars Battle-Born intimidate his bullies or answer "Battle-Born" to Idolaf's initial greeting. Whatever you choose, the office door has a locked that must be picked, although on some occasions a Battle-Born will have been in that room, which leaves the office open.

Pickpocket: An alternate method is to, instead of stealing the evidence from the Battle-Born house, the Dragonborn can accost Jon Battle-Born with knowledge of his tryst with Olfina. To do so, first pickpocket him for a letter from Olfina. After bringing it up with him, Jon will agree to bring the Imperial missive to the Dragonborn at the statue of Talos.

Speech: You will need to pass a high level persuasion check in dialogue with Idolaf Battle-Born (which requires a level 75 in Speech). He will explain that the Gray-Manes are better off believing Thorald to be dead than knowing the truth. Having been a friend to Thorald, he has looked into this particular situation and found that the Thalmor are holding him at Northwatch Keep. The Legion warned him to mind his own business after that and he will give you a copy of the missive as proof.

Alternatively, the player can also become a friend to the Battle-Borns through one of these methods.

Speak with the child Lars Battle-Born. With a little coaxing, he eventually divulges that Braith is bullying him, and he asks for help with the situation. You can speak with Braith and convince her to stop.

Answer "Battle-Born" to Idolaf's initial encounter when he asks "Gray Mane or Battle Born?"

Sell any crops to Alfhild Battle-Born.

Having befriended Clan Battle-Born, one can freely enter the study (requires picking an Adept lock) and take the missive.

In any case, return to the Gray-Manes' home with the missive. If the door is locked, wait until Eorlund returns home at 9pm. Once you're inside, speak with Avulstein, who will want to round up some men (Geirlund and Vidrald) to go rescue his brother; you can agree to meet him there or tell him to stay put and let you handle it yourself. After making your decision, it's on to Northwatch Keep.

Rescue Thorald

With the Imperial missive recovered from the Battle-Borns, the Dragonborn should return to Avulstein to report back the evidence that Thorald is alive and being held prisoner by the Thalmor. With the knowledge of Thorald's location, the Dragonborn can choose to relay it to Avulstein and join him and two of his friends, Geirlund and Vidrald, in attacking the fort, or simply go alone.

I have proof that Thorald lives. "I knew it! Let me see, please! The Thalmor? By the Nine, it's worse than I thought. So... Northwatch Keep. Then we know where to hit them."

You're going to assault Northwatch Keep? "I'll do anything if it means saving my brother. You'll join us, won't you? Thorald can't be left to those... monsters."

Of course I'll join you. "I'll round up what men I can, and meet you outside Northwatch Keep. We'll get in and out as fast as possible. I'll see you there."

Let me see if I can bring him back on my own. Without bloodshed. "What? You, alone, reasoning with the Thalmor? That's madness, friend. You're serious, aren't you?"

I'm sure. I'll bring him back myself. "Very well. I'll give you a chance. But if you can't do it, I will."

You stay hidden. I'll take are of this. "Are you sure? I doubt you stand a chance against the Thalmor. I can have a group of men ready at a moment's notice. Many would be willing to help rescue my brother."

You're right. We should work together. "Exactly. Together we stand more of a chance of making this work. Make your way to Northwatch Keep in Haafingar. I'll meet you there, and we'll plan our assault."

I'm sure. I'll bring him back myself. "Very well. I'll give you a chance. But if you can't do it, I will."

Once at Northwatch Keep, the Dragonborn may speak to Avulstein who, in response to saying "What do we do now?" will say "We kill every Thalmor between us and Thorald, and we bring him out alive. Let's go." The Dragonborn can also talk to the guard at the front of the entrance if not with Avulstein and his men. It is impossible, however, to convince the guard to release Thorald.

I'm here for Thorald Gray-Mane. "Are you joking? Even if we did have a prisoner by that name, the only way he'd be released is by order of the Imperial legion. Now I suggest you turn around and go back the way you came."

Although it was originally intended for the Dragonborn to be able to get written permission from General Tullius to have Thorald released, he will only deny your request, even if the Civil War has been completed.

I need a prisoner released from Northwatch Keep. "The Thalmor? Do you have any idea what you're asking? I'm sorry, that's just not possible. It would cause far too many problems."

The Dragonborn can elect to make a direct assault or use stealth:

Direct assault: The Dragonborn can choose to fight through waves of Thalmor guards throughout the fort to find Thorald. The guards use shock and fire spells, leveled weapons, and Elven light armor. Depending on the Dragonborn's level, there is a good chance that Geirlund or Vidrald will be killed before even reaching the Keep by the Thalmor archers.

Stealth: There is a side entrance secured by a Master-level lock on the north side of the keep, accessible through an open gate in a wooden palisade protected by a single guard. There is also a guard patrolling around the outside of the keep, and another keeping watch from a high vantage point in the northern wall. The side entrance will make moving through the keep much easier, requiring only a fight through two rooms with a few enemies. All the Thalmor guards outside will funnel through that side entrance if they become hostile, allowing for an easy chance to hit them with a Shout to stun them, which provides an opportunity to massacre them.

Proceed through the Keep to the prison area. Thorald Gray-Mane is chained to the wall in the back of the room. Kill the Northwatch Interrogator to free him. He will grab a nearby weapon to protect himself before following the Dragonborn. If Avulstein is with the Dragonborn, he will exchange words with his brother about how they are breaking him out of the Thalmor's imprisonment.

We're here to rescue you. "I never thought I'd see another friendly face again. We need to get to safety as soon as possible. Let's move."

What do the Thalmor want with you? "I'm not sure. At first they accused me of being a Stormcloak, a secret Talos worshipper.. They wanted a confession. To what didn't matter, they simply wanted me to admit to something. I think they wanted to break me. Use me as a way to get to the rest of the Gray-Mane family. I have them no such pleasure."

How long have you been chained up? "Gods, I've lost count of the days. It felt like an age has passed. I wish I could believe that I'd have held out forever against their torture, but I can't be so sure. Now thanks to you I needn't worry anymore."

After exiting, Thorald will thank the Dragonborn for saving him. He will then explain that it is not safe for him or Avulstein to return to Whiterun, as the Thalmor will be after them now. He states that they will join the ranks of the Stormcloaks to blend in, and gives the Dragonborn a message to pass on to Thorald and Avulstein's mother: "Suffer the winter's cold wind, for it bears aloft next summer's seeds." He then parts ways.

You should be safe now. "I cannot thank you enough for rescuing me from this place. I suspect I'd never again see the light of day otherwise. But why would you risk your life for me, a stranger?"

"I cannot stay. Not here, not in Whiterun. It likely won't be safe for Avulstein, either. Our best hope now is to fall in with the ranks of the Stormcloaks. But would you do me a favour? Tell my mother to suffer the winter's cold, for it bears aloft next summer's seeds. She'll know what it means. I thank you again, friends. You've given me my life back, I'm sure they can give a suitable reward for both of you, my family always pays our debts." Thorald said, and ran towards windhelm, leaving Njada and Keema alone.

Njada approached Keema.

"You handled yourself well, I guess I was wrong about Skjor letting you join" Njada said.

"It's nothing, I'm just glad you gave me a chance to prove myself to you" Keema said.

"... Nothing else?" Njada asked her.

"Um... no?" Keema said.

"You obviously lied about earlier, I saw that... That trail you left behind, what happened? And don't think about lying, you're a terrible liar" Njada prodded.

Keema knew that she couldn't hide it anymore and told her everything that happened.

"That son of a bitch, I'll kill him!" Njada muttered.

"I... But I might get blamed... What if he already told everyone?" Keema asked her fearfully.

Njada thought about it, they couldn't exactly harm Olfrid directly.

"Do you still have that imperial letter?" Njada asked her.

"Yes, why?" Keema asked back.

...

Keema and Njada made it back to whiterun, when they were stopped by Olfrid and a bunch of guards.

"There she is! The whorish thief who stole from me!" Olfrid accused her, he looked frantic and distraught... probably from having the incriminating letter stolen from him.

"... And what is it that I asked about?" Keema asked the guards.

"Confidential private letter that belonged to Olfrid, either return it now or face the consequences" The guards said as they drew their sword.

Njada stepped up.

"We'd be happy to return it, but not before we read what it says to everyone publicly" Njada said while waving the letter.

It was the same letter that Keema had stolen.

"No! That's... that's confidential! Can't I have some privacy!? Take that letter from her!?" Olfrid yelled angrily.

"Now Olfrid, isn't your privacy a small price to pay for the legitimacy of your claims? Or is it that you have something to hide?" Njada asked her.

This angered Olfrid, his face turned red for the sheer hatred of being blackmailed in return.

"Bah! Keep that letter! I'm getting too old for this nonsense!" Olfrid said as he left, fuming and disappointed how he didn't have his way with him.

Njada then whispered to Keema.

"There, now we're even. You got the evidence, I got you out of trouble" Njada said as she then began walking toward Jorrvaskr.

"Thank you Njada-" Keema was about to thank her when Njada interrupted her.

"For what? I didn't do shit with you" Njada said, back to her grumpy attitude as if they didn't go on a journey together.

Keema sighed, at least Njada's heart was in the right place, as cold as her heart may have been.

*Alright! That's it for this chapter. Tell me what your thoughts are on this part, would love to hear what you guys think. *

Next chapter since I may or may not have anymore whiterun sidequests left except for the companions, should I do a timeskip or something on the proving honor quest of the companions questline? Or would you rather I do a mini chapter where I just mention things happening on the questline before the interesting stuff happens? I'm not really sure cause by the time Keema becomes a werewolf, I think most of the companions questline will be boring.

Any thoughts on the next chapter? Maybe... Sadia and Kematu's questline which is in time of need? Not sure if I should bring a companion with Keema again, or have redguard gangbang her, not to mention the morality of who to side with and whether or not who would be in the right. Either a. She gets gangbanged with Kematu and his men or b. She gets forced by Sadia to have lesbian sex with her after finding out she got tricked into going to the stable by using a paralysis spell on Kematu before he could fire one. Let me know your thoughts on this, especially this