He spends the majority of his time relaxing, sitting on the ledge in front of the New Gnisis Cornerclub in the Gray Quarter. He works for Bolfrida Brandy-Mug at her farm a few days out of the week, stating he has little choice as a Dunmer in Windhelm. He will further show his shame on the farm when he reveals that he is glad nobody from the city can see him out there.
Farming in permafrostEdit
Faryl: "I keep telling you, without a warming enchantment, it will never grow past your ankles."
Bolfrida: "Right, but if you plow the soil with fire salts..."
Faryl: "Then you've salted it and nothing will grow at all. Genius."
Bolfrida: "Oh dear, I hadn't thought of that."
Just needs elbow greaseEdit
Bolfrida: "Well of course, not with an attitude like that!"
Faryl: "The ground is practically frozen. We can't dig down far enough."
Bolfrida: "Come on, we just need a little elbow grease."
Faryl: "Firstly, I've never even seen Morrowind. Secondly, in volcanic soil the plants practically grow themselves."
Bolfrida: "Oh, my, I hadn't thought of that."
Faryl: "There are places in the world that aren't wrapped in ice, you know."
- "Of course working for Bolfrida isn't my first choice. But what else can a Dunmer do out here?"
- "My sister and I both work for the Nords. Our brother is ashamed of us, but at least we can afford to eat."
- "Bolfrida is certainly grating, but she pays well. Thankfully nobody from the city can see me out here."
- Faryl's brother, Aval, will send hired thugs after the Dragonborn if Faryl is killed, and vice versa.