Dromaeus stared at Roland blankly.
"Are you speaking in riddles now?" As he spoke, he glanced around him.
"Hey, where is my apprentice?"
AEanna held her head in her hands.
"Well, when we returned to Whiterun, we could not get acceptable prices for our spoils, so we travelled through Haafningar to Solituge. On the way we fought two sabre cats, as well as some strange dark mages in the swamp. When we got to Solitude, I started to feel ill, but it passed quickly. There was a festival on, and after we sold ou wares, we stayed and joined the revelry onthe first night. That morning, I felt ill again, and so I did not join in the second day. It got steadily worse since then."