Another Double Chapter... works get easier this way.
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(Part 1)
*Three days later - Whiterun*
"Khajiit wants to go in the town."
"Bugger off, your kind ain't wele in."
"But Khajiit had done nothing wrong, Khajiit only wants to go inside."
"Bugger off or I'll throw you in the castle's cell, cat."
"What sort of discrimination is this? Khajiit only requested entry."
"I said bugger off or else."
"Humph, Khajiit is going away."
For the first time in his two lives, Jon was facing racial discrimination. The guards of Whiterun were clearly harassing Khajiits and Argonians not allowing them in at all costs.
"It's okay, Hooman. They are clearly jealous of your glorious mane." Nefertiti said.
Nefertiti remained stuck to Jon for the past few days as he kept his Khajiit form observing him closely. Somehow, she was fascinated by the transformation and would find ways to play with the new Jon she has.
"My glorious mane? I am happy that you see it this way but... It is still disturbing. Sadly, I took the Polyjuice Potion this morning and can't transform unless 24 hours pass. This is annoying." Jon was still annoyed about the discrimination.
He kept looking for a while around the gate. He could sneak in or use Teleportation but this will cause problems if someone asked for identification inside Whiterun.
While he was at it, a Wood Elf passed in front of him with a small wooden tablet. This seemed to be a Foreigner's Pass. Jon has a Diplomatic Pass carrying the Seal of House Vici but that will cause attention for him. While that wood elf got his Pass marked for entry by the Guards and went in, Jon manipulated the pass from the Elf's bag by Telekinesis and snatched it away.
[Ionya ////]
The name of the Elf seemed to be Ionya and the marks beside the name indicated the number of entries which is four.
"Hmm... This will work."
Jon used his claws and carved on the wood changing the name.
[J'onya]
"Much better."
He took a liking to his Khajiit name and kept the wooden tablet for himself, he then hid from the eyes and teleported in the town.
***
Whiterun is Whiterun, a bustling hub and a prosperous place. No wonder all Skyrim players make this place their home base despite how tiny the player home is in this city... without mods, of course.
As he walked the streets of Whiterun among the mon folk, he felt like going back to the life of a nobody like how things were in Riften and in his past life, Jon felt so much lighter. He is now just another ordinary mug in the street who would avoid attention and pickpocketers. With really nothing to do, Jon sat outside the Bannered Mare inn drinking some Dunmeri Sujamma to blend in.
'System, remind me again of the content of the Labour's riddle.'
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