"Why?"

"He kicked up a fuss when we told him he wasn't allowed to leave, attacked a guard."

Gary shifts uncomfortably from his position across the room.

"Ah. Hm... Might as well go down the list. Where is the prison?"

She waves Gary over. "The Guard-Captain will escort you. Please keep us updated. The sooner we can get this resolved the better. Tensions are high in Falkreath."

"I understand completely."

The Guard-Captain leads her out and heads towards the city prison.

She follows.

When they get there, she spends a bit simply observing this Grarbrand. 

His name doesn't do him justice. He is larger than even a particularly tall Nord, you might think he had some actual giant blood in him. Right now he sleeps in the corner of his dirty cell, and the stench of him fills the air around him.

"Grarbrand?" she calls out.

No response. Except the loud snoring.

"I'll fetch a bucket of water? Deep sleeper."

"Hm... Is he likely to attack me if I shake his shoulder? A bucket of water seems a bit... Antagonistic for my preferred approach."

"Won't wake up. Always been like this. I'll do it."

"Alright."

He fetches, then unlocks the cell and throws the water on him from the doorway.

He falls off the bed with a loud thump and groans.

"Dinner time already, brother?" He slurs.

"No. You'll answer some questions for Thane Lianda. Stand up."

"T'fuck does a Thane want with me?"

"I'm investigating the recent attacks. Were you in the town for the last three full moons?"

He looks at her from his position on the ground. "In Solitude. Like I told 'em."

"Do you have anyone who can confirm that?"

"Maybe if you pay her."

"Can I have a name?"

"Lucia. Works out of the Winking Skeever."

He stands. "You gonna let me out now?"