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"Fall of the Snow Prince," you say? Fascinating. Let me see it. Hmmm...yes...yes...amazing! By my Falmer ancestors, you've done it, %PCName! The account in this tome is remarkable! Rieklings indeed! I don't see how this Snow Prince could have been anything BUT a Falmer, do you? Splendid, splendid. You're a credit to explorers everywhere, %PCName. Here's the gold, as promised, and thank you!
"In the cave he met the beast, and cut quite short its evil feast! And when the Udyrfrykte did fall, the chieftain came and claimed his hall!"
"In the cave she met the beast, and cut quite short its evil feast! And when the Udyrfrykte did fall, the chieftain came and claimed his hall!"
%Name gave me a copy of "The Pilgrim's Path" and asked me to make the Pilgrimages of the Seven Graces.
%PCClass, the skull of Oddfrid White-Lip is speaking to me, telling me your future. She says...she says the time for the hunt is near. You are both hunter and hunted. She sees you surrounded by ice. Beware betrayal! Oddfrid sees...she sees a giant. And.... Yes! The horned huntsman! That is all. I'm not sure what it all means, but Oddfrid has nothing more to say.
%PCClass, the skull of Oddfrid White-Lip is speaking to me, telling me your future. She says...she says you have accomplished much here on Solstheim, and your future is unclear. But wait! She sees something else. Something very cloudy, something that could affect us all. When the dragon dies, the Empire dies. Where is the lost dragon's blood, the Empire's sire? And from the womb of the void, who shall stem the blood tide? I...I do not know what this means. It is very unclear....
%PCClass, you've returned! And you've found Oddfrid! Yes, I know...Oddfrid is a skull. She was a skull when I first found her, but she does talk to me. I hear her voice inside my head. I would have told you the truth, but I didn't want you to think I was crazy. So tell me, %PCName -- do you want me to tell your future?
%PCClass, you've returned! And you've found Oddfrid! Yes, I know...Oddfrid is a skull. She was a skull when I first found her, but she does talk to me. I hear her voice inside my head. I would have told you the truth, but I didn't want you to think I was crazy. So tell me, %PCName -- do you want me to tell your future? Or perhaps I should first remove Thormoor's curse of eternal wakefulness?
%PCClass, you've returned! Oh, I see you haven't found Oddfrid White-Lip. I do hope the draugrs haven't proved too much for you. My nights are especially lonely without Oddfrid's sweet voice to keep me company. You should hear her joke about the Khajiit fishmonger...now THAT'S a good one! Anyway, when you rescue Oddfrid, please return to me. Now, as you can see, my dwelling is still in shambles, and there's a lot of cleaning left to do. Goodbye.
%PCName! Do my eyes deceive me, or is that a white Colovian fur helm? Then the deed is done. The moon sugar poisoner has been brought to justice. Excellent work. The Imperial Legion will not forget you, or your assistance. Here, please take this gold as a symbol of our thanks.
%PCName! Do my eyes deceive me, or is that a white Colovian fur helm? Then the deed is done. The moon sugar poisoner has been brought to justice. Excellent work. You have done a great service to me, the Legion, and the Empire itself. Take this gold as payment for a job well done. And I would also give you another reward, as a symbol of my personal thanks. This shortsword has served me well, and you'll find its enchantments will help rally others to your cause.
%PCName! I've had some time to rest, and am ready to grant your reward. As a sea captain, I discovered many hidden places, one of which is a magnificent ice dungeon called Gyldenhul. It lies on a small island off the northeast coast of Solstheim, not too far from here, actually. The dungeon is loaded with riches, and I want you to have it all. Take this key -- the door is heavily locked. Oh, and I'll mark the dungeon on your map. Now I must get back to sleep. Thanks again!
%PCName! I've had some time to rest, and am ready to grant your reward. As a sea captain, I discovered many hidden places, one of which is an ancient barrow called Gyldenhul. It lies on a small island off the northeast coast of Solstheim, not too far from here, actually. The barrow is loaded with riches, and I want you to have it all. Take this key -- the door is heavily locked. Oh, and I'll mark the dungeon on your map. Now, I must get back to sleep. Thanks again!
%PCName! I've had some time to rest, and am ready to grant your reward. As a sea captain, I discovered many hidden places, one of which is an ancient barrow called Gyldenhul. It lies on a small island off the northeast coast of Solstheim, not too far from here, actually. The barrow is loaded with riches, and I want you to have it all. Take this key -- the door is heavily locked. Oh, and I'll mark the dungeon on your map. Now, I must get back to sleep. Thanks again!
%PCName! Thank you so much for saving me.
%PCName! They trapped me down here, and threatened to kill me! Are you sure you got them all?
%PCName! We've been the victims of a Skaal attack!
%PCName! What are you doing here? Uh... there's a perfectly good explanation for this, I assure you...
%PCName! You did it! By helping me die valiantly you showed my soul the way to Sovngarde! My friends -- Hunroor, Erlendr, and Nikulas -- have been waiting for me. I told them of your willingness to help me, and recounted our glorious battle! The four of us wish to give you a reward fitting of such a warrior. So, we give you a piece of ourselves. Lay your hands on a stone, and you will receive that warrior's greatest attribute! Now farewell, my friend! Sovngarde awaits!
%PCName! You did it! You spoke with Geilir, got him to remove his curse! I know this because I can barely stay on my feet! I'm ready to fall asleep, my friend! Do you hear me? Fall asleep! Ha ha! I need to lie down.... %PCName, you have done me an incredible service, and I would like to return the favor. But not just yet. First, I must sleep. Meet me in my room at the Thirsk mead hall, and I will give you your due, after I've had a chance to get some rest.
%PCName! You...you're here...and...well...I mean...you've returned! Have you...that is...do you know...what has happened to my...my airship?
%PCName! You...you're here...and...well...I mean...you've returned! What news?
%PCName! You...you're here...and...well...I mean...you've returned! What news?
%PCName! You...you're here...and...well...I mean...you've returned! What news?
%PCName! You...you're here...and...well...I mean...you've returned! What news?
%PCName! You...you're here...and...well...I mean...you've returned! What news? Have you...do you have...the Amulet of Infectious Charm?
%PCName! You...you're here...and...well...I mean...you've returned! What news? Have you...do you have...the Amulet of Infectious Charm?
%PCName, do me a small favor. Get word to Carnius that construction of the smithy is almost completed.
%PCName, do me a small favor. Get word to Carnius that construction of the trader's outpost is almost completed.
%PCName, I'm going to ask you to stay close to me for a while. I've heard rumors that I'm to be assassinated, and as you can imagine, I'd like to prevent that.
%PCName, I...I wasn't sure you'd return. Tell me...have you come to accept my offer, and engage me in a fight to the death?
%PCName, it is you! I am sorry you, too, have been brought to play in this nefarious game. Since the werewolves captured me at the fort, I have been held here by this demon Hircine. Soon, others joined me: one of the Nords, named Heart-Fang, along with a beast named Karstaag. I believe the only hope for escape is to find our way through this maze.
%PCName, you have returned. I'd ask if you have extracted wergild from Sigvatr the Strong, but I know that is too much to hope for.
%PCName, you have returned. What is this you say? Geilir the Mumbling is dead? No...no.... With his death, my curse will never be lifted. Once all I had was hope -- now even that is lost. Leave me. I will remain on this rock until the end of my days. For what else can I do?
%PCName, you need to get that report to Carnius NOW. Get moving!
%PCName, you old dog! What brings you back to Thirsk, the fine mead or the finer lasses? Ha!
%PCName, you stay here in case there are more of them!
%PCName, you've returned. Have you found any evidence of the Falmer here on Solstheim?
%PCName, you've returned. Have you found any evidence of the Falmer here on Solstheim?
%PCName, you've returned. The fact that you're not carrying a white Colovian fur helm leads me to believe that the moon sugar poisoner is still at large. Please hurry. If one more person is victimized by this scoundrel, it could mean my job. And that would make me most unhappy.
%PCName. Star-blessed hero? Or the Daedra's Pawn? Only one way to find out. If you have the courage.
%PCName. You're the last person I expected to see. Did you come to my house to witness the spectacle? To gaze upon Ingmar the Unfit, Ingmar the Weak, Ingmar the Untested? You robbed me of victory. Robbed me of my place among my people! Now, you come into my very home, to mock me? You shall pay for your treachery!
%PCRank %PCName. I don't like this at all. This is completely against procedures. But I don't seem to have much choice. The key is in the Inquisitor's office. But the guards are not going to like it. Not one bit.
%PCRank %PCName. This is against procedures. And you know it. Get out of here. Immediately.
%PCRank %PCName. This is against procedures. And you know it. Go ahead. The key is in the desk. But I have to report this. Immediately.
%PCRank %PCName. With all due respect, you have no authority here. I don't know what you think you're doing, but you won't do it on my watch. If you do not leave immediately, I cannot be responsible for your safety.
%PCRank %PCName. You are not allowed in here. You must leave. Immediately. And without hesitation. If you do not leave immediately, peacefully, we will use force, and I will not be responsible for your safety.
%PCRank %PCName. You know this is against procedures. I can't let you just walk in here. Please. You have to leave.
%PCRank %PCName. You know this is against procedures. I do this under protest. The key is in the desk. I don't know how the others are going to take it. But I don't mind telling you -- I don't like it one bit.
*Burp!* Arrgghh! Welcome to Thirshk, %PCRace! The mead is a shpecial blend, imported all the way from... *Burp!* Shkyrim! Drink up!
*Burp!* Arrgghh! Welcome to Thirshk, %PCRace! The mead is a shpecial blend, imported all the way from... *Burp!* Shkyrim! Drink up!
*Burp!* Welcome to Thirshk, my friend! It'sh alwaysh great to shee a new Nord fashe! The mead is a shpecial blend, imported all the way from... *Burp!* Shkyrim! Drink up!
*Burp!* Welcome to Thirshk, my friend! It'sh alwaysh great to shee a new Nord fashe! The mead is a shpecial blend, imported all the way from... *Burp!* Shkyrim! Drink up!
*burp* Thirshk? You're shtandin' in it, shilly! *burp*
*cough!* %PCName... *gasp!* You...you did it... You defeated me! *gasp!* You have... *cough* opened the gates to...to Sovngarde! *gasp!* I...I can see them before me.... My brothers...my brothers are there! *cough!* I must go now, my friend. *cough!* Go...go to Brodir Grove. If I can... *gasp!* ...I will return to you there. I will.... *gasp!* ...reward you for...for everything! Must go...now... *cough!* I'm coming, my comrades! *cough!* I'm cccooo..... *gasp!*
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*Yawn!* Ah, hello, my friend. You are well, I hope? I've been trying to get some sleep, but it's not easy out here in the cold. Thirsk is closed for repairs, so I've lost my bed. The Udyrfrykte did quite a lot of damage. The mead hall will stay closed, too, unless someone is strong enough to claim the chieftain's throne. I'd do it myself, but I'm too damned tired to bother.
... so Hrokar says, 'Bend over and kiss your old mother goodbye!' [gales of laughter]
... so Hrokar says, 'Bend over and kiss your old mother goodbye!' [gales of laughter]
... so Hrokar says, 'Bend over and kiss your old mother goodbye!' [gales of laughter]
... so Hrokar says, 'Bend over and kiss your old mother goodbye!' [gales of laughter]
... so Hrokar says, 'Bend over and kiss your old mother goodbye!' [gales of laughter]
A barbaric tradition. True, the Spirit may cycle back through another life, but who could stand the horror of it, the pain?
A beautiful woman, deserving of better than her husband. Were I her mate, she would lead a much better life.
A bit of Cyrodiilic Brandy does me good. I won't forget this. You've been asking around about why this is a dry fort, right?
A bit of flin does me good. I won't forget this. You've been asking around about why this is a dry fort, right?
A bit of greef does me good. I won't forget this. You've been asking around about why this is a dry fort, right?
A bit of mazte does me good. I won't forget this. You've been asking around about why this is a dry fort, right?
A bit of shein does me good. I won't forget this. You've been asking around about why this is a dry fort, right?
A bit of sujamma does me good. I won't forget this. You've been asking around about why this is a dry fort, right?
A Bosmer named Nedhelas in Caldera says his house is haunted by a ghost. Kaye said ghosts aren't affected by normal weapons, so he gave me 200 gold to buy an enchanted weapon or spell, and for other expenses. I'm to talk to Nedhelas first, and I should report back to Kaye if I rid the haunted house of its ghost.
A Bounty for Trerayna Dalen
A bug. A weed. A piece of dust. Busy, busy, busy.
A bug. A weed. A piece of dust. Busy, busy, busy.
A ceremony of blessing and cleansing that we Skaal perform only very rarely. These are frightening times, my friend. There have been ominous portents, and they concern me. Heart-Fang is missing, and I fear that the All-Maker does not breathe freely on the Skaal this day. The ceremony must be completed, but first I will need you to retrieve the Totem of Claw and Fang.
A Cure for Vampirism
A death suited for a warrior. Allowing the sacred wolves to consume the flesh ensures that the Spirit may cycle through this world once again.
A few months ago I was ferrying some settlers from Skyrim to Solstheim. I was tired...so tired. I fell asleep at the rudder. The ship drifted into a gale, and by the time I woke, it was too late. I couldn't regain control, and the ship capsized. There were only two survivors -- me, and an old man whose entire family was lost in the wreck. I told the man of my terrible failure, and he used his power as a seer and wizard to punish me. You see, %PCName, I have been cursed with eternal wakefulness.
A fine looking woman. Well-bred.
A fine warrior, second only to the Captain himself. She would be an excellent traveling companion.
A fine warrior, second only to the Captain himself. She'll likely be off on errands for Captain Carius now.
A Friend in Deed
A gift from the All-Maker. It allows the hunter to track his prey, and it can be tunneled into for shelter.
A gift? For me? How thoughtful. And shrewd. I suppose you know I am a collector. And that such a gift is bound to please me. I congratulate you on your diplomatic skills. So, why have you tried to butter me up? Come to consult the great Divayth Fyr? You have the divine disease? Want to plunder the dungeon? Or leer at my daughters?
A good choice, %PCName. The addition will benefit our colony, I'm sure.
A good woman, but she spends too much time in the company of Halfhand. It is not appropriate while her husband is away on the hunt.
A group of Frost Daedra had taken up residence deep in the bowels of this island. I thought at first that it was my doing, that I had somehow summoned these fiends. But they were beyond my abilities. I learned that they would wipe this island clean of life, slaughter my people and all we held dear. I knew I must act.
A High Elf named Sinyaramen said he saw a High Elf in the market with a local Telvanni woman. He didn't recall her name, but he suggested I ask the ladies of the town about a Dark Elven woman with a High Elven friend.
A horrible fate, but I would rather see my husband exiled than dead. He does not see it that way, though.
A large black raven has been seen at the Altar of Thrond. Some believe the bird is a sign that witches have come to Solstheim. It may be worth investigating.
A light northwest of here? Well, I guess that could be it, though I can't imagine how they managed to miss the colony... can you go and take a look? We're not desperate for supplies, but they were supposed to deliver a shipment of picks that will make our work much easier.
A little advice, outlander. Go away while you can.
A Man and His Guar
A man approached me outside a trader's in Vivec. The odd thing is, I couldn't see him.
A miner gave me some scrib jelly.
A miserable place, from what I've heard. Too cold for me. I understand there's someone in Khuul who will take folks there, though.
A more honorable death, fit for a warrior...perhaps not for a thief. Ice-Mane would be fed to the Caenlorn, the ceremonial wolves of the Skaal. His spirit would be purified and reborn into a new life. The Caenlorn are only summoned for such ceremonies as this. Other times, they reside in the world of the spirit with the All-Father.
A most horrible punishment, especially for an honest man. To live without my Skaal family. To wander aimlessly through this life without the Spirit to guide me. Living outside the Oneness of the land would be hell, outlander.
A new scent is here. Who can it be?
A Nord named Ennbjof gave me a key and a tale about a ship burial of Olmgerd the Outlaw, son of Harald Hand-Free, a First Age king of Skyrim. Ennbjof thinks an enchanted battle-axe called Stormkiss was buried with Oldgerd. Ennbjof thinks the burial is somewhere on the stretch between the Daedric ruins at Zaintiraris and Tel Branora, on the western side of the peninsula.
A pity. I can see why you'd want to keep such a lovely relic of Dwemer culture. But now, if you'll excuse me, I have no time for idle chatter.
A powerful warrior and a loyal soldier. One of the best here at the fort.
A powerful warrior and a loyal soldier. One of the best here at the fort. I've asked her to run some errands for me while you two investigate the smuggling.
A Rash of Insults
A Shipment of Mead
A smart man, but there is something not right about him. He spends too much time at Ice-Mane's home while Engar is on a hunt. This is not appropriate.
A soldier has agreed to speak with me in exchange for some liquor I had with me. Apparently, Captain Carius has forbidden all alcohol consumption, and the soldiers are restless. They believe he has done it as a punishment for poor performance. I should report my findings to Carius.
A terrible place, I've heard. There's a boat from Khuul, if you have any reason to go.
A terribly harsh environment, but there are resources here to be tapped. Perhaps with the Empire's help, this place will become more valuable to us all.
A trader, eh? Well, we can certainly build that, though it will take some time. Are you absolutely sure that's what we should build? Once we invest the money in it, we can't change the plans.
A true warrior of the Skaal, as we have always known.
A Wife's Retribution
A wise decision, %PCRank. I will occasionally have special requests of you; for now, see me when you are ready for your next assignment.
A wise soldier. One of my best.
A wise soldier. One of my best. He will be on some errands for me while you complete your investigation.
A woman named Kjolver wants me to kill her husband's mistress, Erna the Quiet. Apparently, Kjolver has had enough of her husband's infidelity and is willing to take drastic measures.
A Woman Scorned
A woman survived the crash? Well, at least that's something. But why didn't you bring her back here, %PCName? Get out there and find her!
About time.
According to legend, it varies from era to era. Our Grandfathers' Grandfathers tell of a time when the Hunter and his Hounds preyed upon entire tribes of men. Taken to the Hunting Grounds, the men were hunted by the Hounds. The ones that died were the lucky--the survivors faced the Hunter himself. In another era, the Hunter took only a single man as his Prey. It is said if the Prey can last through the Bloodmoon, the Hunter returns to his demon realm for another era. We have only to await the Hunter's plan.
According to legend, the Hunter chooses his Prey from the ranks of Man. Who and how many he chooses varies by the era. Wind-Eye does not know what will happen in the coming days, but he fears the worst.
According to recent documents, your certificate is worth 10000 gold.
According to recent documents, your certificate is worth 500 gold.
According to recent documents, your certificate is worth 5000 gold.
According to recent documents, your certificate is worth 9000 gold.
Actually, you can make yourself useful, %PCRank. It's a menial task, but it needs to be done. I've spent a great deal of money ensuring that supplies are delivered from the mainland, and I'd like you to go make sure everything is in order. The supply ship arrived this morning according to my schedule. Get me a copy of the shipping manifest from Falco, will you? On your way, then.
Addhiranirr Informant
Addhiranirr says that some smugglers are now working for the Sixth House, but Addhiranirr couldn't find out what they are smuggling. Addhiranirr thought it was strange that smugglers who usually brag about their smuggling are suddenly being very quiet about what they smuggle for the Sixth House. I wonder what is being smuggled, and why it is such a big secret. I think this is the sort of thing Caius Cosades is looking for.
Addhiranirr was angry that I'd told the Census and Excise agent where to find her. Now it's going to be very hard to persuade her to answer my questions on the Nerevarine cult and the Sixth House cult.
Adusamsi Assurnarairan asked me to recover her ring from Llaren Terano, the sorcerer who captured her. She doesn't sound quite right in the head. She thinks the sorcerer may have poisoned her mind with spells. She says she can use the enchantments to escape. She asked me also to free the slaves here. Llaren Terano has their slave key.
Aengoth thanked me for bringing him Anareren's Devil Tanto.
Aengoth the Jeweler asked me to bring him a copy of the book "Withershins." He thinks Miles Gloriosus in the Maar Gan Tradehouse has a copy.
Aengoth the Jeweler asked me to bring him a Redoran Master Helm. Many of the Redoran councilors have one, but Aengoth knows of one in Arobar Manor.
Aengoth the Jeweler believes that Gandosa Arobar, the daughter of Miner Arobar, has a copy of Boethiah's Pillow Book. Aengoth says that a client wants some dirt on Miner Arobar.
Aengoth the Jeweler bought the Darts of Judgement from me.
Aengoth the Jeweler gave me a donation for the Buckmoth Fund.
Aengoth the Jeweler thanked me for bringing him a copy of "Withershins."
Aengoth the Jeweler thanked me for bringing him a copy of Boethiah's Pillow Book.
Aengoth the Jeweler thanked me for bringing him a Redoran Master Helm.
Aengoth the Jeweler thanked me for bringing him four pieces of scrap metal. Now Estoril will repair the Dwemer Centurion Spiders.
Aengoth the Jeweler told me that Eindel, a Bosmer archer in the Llethri Manor, has four Darts of Judgement. I can use them myself, or get a good price for them from the Guild.
Aengoth the Jeweler told me that he heard the Guild of Mages in Ald'ruhn is empty and that now would be a good time to fetch Anareren's Devil Tanto.
Aengoth the Jeweler wants me to bring him four pieces of scrap metal so that Estoril can repair some Dwemer Centurion Spiders to guard the Thieves Guild.
Aesliip and I have defeated the last of the Frost Daedra.
Aesliip believes that together we might defeat the Daedra. He has asked for my help.
Aesliip is dead.
Aesliip tells me that through his necromancy he learned of a powerful group of Frost Daedra that were planning to take the island of Solstheim for their own. The Skaal would not listen to his warnings, as he was dead to them. Through his magic, Aesliip was able to keep the Frost Daedra at bay.
Aeta Wave-Breaker's Jewels
Afer Flaccus has agreed to take on guard duty.
After a long, dangerous swim, I have retrieved the Waters of Life. I should return with them to the Water Stone.
After everything that's happened, I have decided to suspend the missionary program. There are just too many dangers in an untamed land like Solstheim.
After finding the chest empty, Heart-Fang spoke to me. He told me that he has the key to continue on in the Hunt, and he will do so alone. He also claims to have the Ring of Hircine, and to have had it for many generations. Heart-Fang seems ready to kill me, and claims I must now fight him in his "true form."
After having found the corpse of Ernil, and the other objects on it, I decided to travel to see Tsiya in Balmora.
After I pointed out the value of gaining the good will of the Imperial cult in a town where Imperial influence is so strong, Dulnea Ralaal gracefully donated a bottle of Cyrodilic brandy for the fundraising dinner at Fort Moonmoth.
After killing Gilnith, I reported my findings to the Census and Excise Office. Socucius seemed pleased to see Processus' murder avenged, and he paid me as promised.
After learning I failed to gain entrance to Hrothmund's Barrow, Louis Beauchamp doesn't want anything to do with me.
After listening to Lassnr's heart-breaking tale, I have agreed to venture into the Rimhull ice caves in search of his son, Tymvaul. Lassnr has given me the key to his well, which is the quickest way into Rimhull. But he also believes there must be another, more direct entrance somewhere outside the village. When I find Tymvaul, alive or dead, I'm to return to Lassnr and report my findings.
After planting the Seeds, I approached the Tree Stone. It began to glow with a magical light.
After repeating the new pattern, the sounds swelled, and then grew silent. I should return to the Earth Stone.
After retrieving the ring for Synette Jeline, she and an accomplice began to attack me. It seems this was all a ruse to lure unwary travelers to their doom.
After the kicking I gave that weasel, he BETTER mind his manners.
After the kicking I gave that weasel, he BETTER mind his manners.
After the kicking I gave that weasel, he BETTER mind his manners.
After the kicking I gave that weasel, he BETTER mind his manners.
After the kicking I gave that weasel, he BETTER mind his manners.
Again we heard screams, this time from our left side. Long-Tooth again would like me to investigate the disturbance, and return to him with my findings.
Ah yes, this smuggling ring. Captain Carius mentioned something about that. I would be glad to help. Though I'm admittedly not the most handy with my blade, I believe I can help guide you through this conundrum.
Ah, %PCName! Been helping yourself to the draugr's treasures, I hope!
Ah, %PCName, you have returned, and with the petals of the wolfsbane flower. Very impressive. The petals will be added to the cauldron, and infuse our brew with the essence of the wolf. I see you have also completed my sister Isobel's task as well. Excellent. Speak now with Ettiene to learn what you must do next.
Ah, %PCName, you have returned, and with the petals of the wolfsbane flower. Very impressive. The petals will be added to the cauldron, and infuse our brew with the essence of the wolf. Remember, you must also complete my sister Isobel's task as well before talking to Ettiene.
Ah, %PCName. Wonderful to see you again. I'm afraid I'll be leaving shortly, however. I'm heading off to Skyrim, you see...after a drink or three. I have renewed confidence in my quest now, thanks to you, and am eager to see what I may discover in the Nords' homeland. Farewell, and keep exploring!
Ah, a visitor. And an Elf, no less. In my youth I would have hewn you like an oak, and bathed in your invader blood. But that was a long time ago, and the years have mellowed my mood. In any event, it's been quite a while since I've had any company. I'm afraid I don't have much to offer a guest...unless, of course, you've come to hear a barbarian's sad tale.
Ah, a visitor. And an Elf, no less. In my youth I would have hewn you like an oak, and bathed in your invader blood. But that was a long time ago, and the years have mellowed my mood. In any event, it's been quite a while since I've had any company. I'm afraid I don't have much to offer a guest...unless, of course, you've come to hear a barbarian's sad tale.
Ah, a visitor. And an Elf, no less. In my youth I would have hewn you like an oak, and bathed in your invader blood. But that was a long time ago, and the years have mellowed my mood. In any event, it's been quite a while since I've had any company. I'm afraid I don't have much to offer a guest...unless, of course, you've come to hear a barbarian's sad tale.
Ah, a visitor. It's been quite a while since I've had any company, friend. I'm afraid I don't have much to offer a guest...unless, of course, you've come to hear a barbarian's sad tale.
Ah, fair %PCName. It's true, the women around here say my lips are sweeter than the mead of Thirsk. Have ye come to find out for yourself, lass?
Ah, hello there, %PCClass. My thanks again for your help.
Ah, hello there, %PCClass. My thanks again for your help.
Ah, not yet dear %PCClass. First you must bring me the Skull of Oddfrid White-Lip.
Ah, so you have the ore I asked Falco for? He couldn't even accomplish that by himself, could he? No matter. The investors are waiting for this, so hand it over. Here's payment for the job. I don't have any other work for you right now; come back and see me in about three days. By then construction should be well under way, and there will likely be more for you to do. Oh, and take this stock certificate.
Ah, that's okay. I should be concentrating on this job, anyway.
Ah, well. Duty calls.
Ah, well. Duty calls.
Ah, well. I suppose I knew that already. Best of luck to you.
Ah, you have spoken with Ettiene. Good. Now, speak with my sister Fallaise. When she has given you an errand, speak with me again, and I will do the same.
Ah. Yes, well, Carnius handles stock certificates, being the local Factor and all.
Ah. Yes, well, Carnius handles stock certificates, being the local Factor and all.
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Ah...you've arrived. These are strange times, my friend.
Ah...you've arrived. These are strange times, my friend. I am unsure what magic is being worked to cause such a disturbance on the lake, but you were sent here to prove your strength.
Aha! %PCName, my old friend! Wonderful to *cough* see you again. Did I ever tell you how magnificently you *cough* performed your duties? Locating the airship, returning the *cough* amulet...simply marvelous. Thanks to you, Louis Beauchamp is an *cough* absolute lady killer! Blondes, brunettes, red heads -- I'll take 'em all...and they can't resist me! Ha! It's a shame I've got this *cough* fever. It's starting to slow me down! Well, got to run. I've got a *cough* hot date!
Aha! I knew you'd come through, %PCName! Give me the pelts and gold. Come back tomorrow, same time, and I'll have your custom Snow Bear Boots ready.
Aha! I knew you'd come through, %PCName! Give me the pelts and gold. Come back tomorrow, same time, and I'll have your custom Snow Bear Cuirass ready.
Aha! I knew you'd come through, %PCName! Give me the pelts and gold. Come back tomorrow, same time, and I'll have your custom Snow Bear Greaves ready.
Aha! I knew you'd come through, %PCName! Give me the pelts and gold. Come back tomorrow, same time, and I'll have your custom Snow Bear Helm ready.
Aha! I knew you'd come through, %PCName! Give me the pelts and gold. Come back tomorrow, same time, and I'll have your custom Snow Bear Left Gauntlet ready.




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