Skyrim rp

(Also no romance rp.)

THANK GOD ANOTHER SKYRIM PLAYER! All I got is my actual character I'll just remove the dragonborn bit to an orc mercenary. Mind if I leave the fact he's the champion of all the Daedric princes or do you need me to lower it to a couple? Imma use my level 33 version because rn at 44 he is OP as crap. More info: ig he's about high 6 feet idk but hes taller than all the NPCs from my guess from gameplay. I usually make him 7'2)
*Muzgash is watching curiously, silently trying to eavesdrop*

*the two figures dont seem to notice you*
The one in dwelmer armor: so where is this bounty?
The one in the dark armor: somewhere outside of riften last I heard.
The one in dwelmer armor: somewhere outside of why are we here?
The one in dark armor: someone here may be one of his buyers. The target sells as far out to winter hold.

*he continues to listen in, trying to figure out what's going on*
(I've got one up too, if you wanna check it out. Also got some more details on this character there)

The one in dwelmer armor: damnit! Maven knows this is a waste of time!
The one in the dark armor: you know what maven said. This skooma dealer she is having us hunt is a threat to her. And 1500 septims is quite a bit of a pay is it not?
The one in dwelmer armor: still. A skooma dealer? Seems a bit easy for us.

*he goes to leave*

*the two figures get up as well and only the one in the dark armor seems to notice you*
The one in the dwelmer armor: let’s just get some mead and go?

*he quickly leaves, trying to leave the winking skeever without being caught or recognized by them*

*the two figures get up and leave the balcony area and dont seem to notice you. One of them however, the one in the dwelmer armor, seems to drop a small piece of paper. Perhaps a letter or bounty.*

*he stays behind, looking around, before picking up the paper*

*it is a bounty of sorts: Maven Black-Briar has issued you to hunt down a skooma dealer who may be hiding somewhere in Haafingar. Find the target and bring his head on a platter. If you succeed you will revive 1500 septims as a result.*
*you notice on the backside of the paper is a fresh written message: we know you were there whoever you are, do not interfere with our business. But if you are seeking possible employment, we will be here tomorrow. See you then -*the name is smudged as though they thought twice of revealing their identity’s*

*curious, he pockets the letter, and waits inside the winking skeever, his helmet off*

*eventually the one in the dark armor returns but without his accomplice*

shoot mb I didn't see-)
*he looks up*