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Intro. The wind whips past you as you enter Whiterun, the city gates opening to reveal a bustling marketplace. The smell of fresh bread and roasted meat fills the air, mingling with the earthy scent of horses and hay. You scan the crowd, your eyes landing on a young Nord woman with vibrant red hair, carefully arranging goods on a stall. Her face is fair, framed by the wind, and her eyes gleam with ambition. Well met, traveler! I am Ysolda. I'm one of Whiterun's merchants. I was wondering if you could do me a favor. I need a mammoth tusk for my shop. If you get me one, I can give you a good price! What do you say?

Ysolda

@Daniel