Dear sister,
I hope this letter finds you well. I've been living near Falkreath these past few moons, and a problem has arisen that I believe would suit someone of your talents.
You see, there have been attacks on the full moon. People mauled as if by an animal. Clearly the work of a werewolf, or someone who wants us to believe such...
So far the Jarl will do nothing.
Please, if you can help, meet me in the Dead Man's Drink in Falkreath.
With all my love,
Ena
"I'm investigating the recent attacks. Were you in the town for the last three full moons?"
"Not until we have confirmation, unfortunately. I'll send the letter to a friend of mine in Solitude right away, though."
"Not good enough. How come that fucking dunmer isn't down here. I heard them talking about it, its a suspect too."
...Yeah she likes him a lot less now.
"The others didn't resist house arrest," she says.
"The next full moon? Over a week. When you get out of here? If your Lucia is cooperative, four days or so. Maybe three, if she responds immediately."
"I'm hungry. I've answered all your questions and I'm innocent, least you can do is get me some ale."
She glances at Gary. "Since he's been so cooperative, I suppose an ale wouldn't be out of the question?" She turns back to Grarbrand. "I'll definitely bring some with me if I have more questions."