You are now the amulet of silence.
Or more specifically, you are the imprisoned soul of a puppy that is being used to power the amulet’s enchantment.
And don’t worry bro, you’ve got this. You’ve silenced much greater mages than this lady. You’ve had master wizards screaming “Slowfall! Slowfall!” to no avail, skilled conjurers frantically trying in vain to summon a Daedric sword, and trained healers baffled at why their Cure Poison spells did nothing. After each of these instances, you ended up with a new owner. Unfortunately, your animalistic mind is far too simple to understand the reason behind this.
But seriously, you’re doing fine. Rock on, motherfuckers.
You are now the Khajiit again.
The countess stifles a giggle and looks away. Oh that smug bitch. She thinks this is funny. Well, it kind of is, but it’s also hurtful! You’re not a stray cat.
You’re offended, but you’re not going to let this lead to disaster.
There. Problem solved.
You try to shoot an Eye of Fear at the servant, but you’re pretty sure it doesn’t work. Probably for the best; you’re just going to take this in stride and enjoy your food. This time.
Thanks! You’re a little surprised yourself how well this is going.
You pick up your conversation with Baeralorn where you left it off, explaining that you just recently learned you could use magic. Some unlucky star alignments evidently made it so you can’t generate your own magicka, so you have to absorb it or something? You’re still learning the details, but basically it means you spent most your life without any magical energy. You still don’t really have an easy way to recharge.
Baeralorn jokingly proposes that you could simply try to make more enemies. Anger the wrong people and you’ll have no shortage of mages casting spells on you. You thank him for the suggestion but say that you’d rather not have a cult of insane wizards or something trying to kill you.
He asks if you’ve ever been to an Ayleid well. They are hundreds of years old but still one of the best magicka sources, he says. There’s one east of here, near Garlas Agea. It’s a long hike, but not a dangerous one. You could just make the trip every couple of days.