"There's some, like, empty rooms overlooking the main chamber that I don't really know the point of. You could take one of those for it, I bet."

"Thank you - let's look for a suitable one, first..."

"Okay. The Sanctuary's like a loop with spokes sticking out, kind of. So we have the big main room and the Word Wall in the corner over there, then up that way is some stairs leading to storage space and out the other side is the eating area with the kitchen, then futher on is the alchemy lab and the practice dummies, then the dorms, then some unused spaces, then it links back up to the storage rooms."

" - The Word Wall?"

"A stone wall from the Dawn Era carved with an inscriptiion iin the dragon language. They're all over Skyrim, mostly in the old barrows."

"Was this a barrow once, then?"

"I'm not sure. It was a long, long time ago if it ever was."

"A history of death, either way."

"It's fitting, right?"

"Very much so."

"A window overlooking the word wall would be delightful."

"There is one of those available!"

"Show me it."

"Right this way, ma'am."

Such a good girl. 

Wiggle wiggle.

And here's the room! It's got a little raised alcove in the back by the overlook, just a bit dusty.

"It's perfect."

"Glad you like it. Do you need help setting up?"

"I could use some, yes. And I can explain the history of what we do while we work - you mentioned another sister who might want to listen in?"

"Birgitta, yeah. She might be asleep right now, she got in late."

"We can proceed without her, then..."

"Proceed without me to do what?"

Grin! "Set up the shrine to the Night Mother's body and speak of the old ways," she says. 

Her long ears flick interestedly. "Ah."

"I would welcome more help."

"Okay. What can I do?"