You don't say?

Have you heard any word from the other provinces?

Skingrad is the wine producing capital of Tamriel. You must sample our local wines, you'll never taste better! The 415 vintages were particularly good. The 399... Well, a once-in-a-lifetime experience. IF you can find a bottle.

Nothing I'd like to talk about.



Your money or your life!

[Pays fee and continues to bribe several hundred gold more to up disposition]

What? What did you say, what did you say?!

*runs around aimlessly*

NI-NI-NI-NI-NI-NI-NI-NI-NI-NI-NI!

You're smarter than you look

Take it! It's worthless to me anyway.

I suppose I have a moment. What is it?

Ever since Ulrich Leland took over the Captain of the Guard post, this city's gone downhill. It's getting almost scary to walk the streets. The guards have imposed new, ridiculously heavy fines for every infraction under the sun. They almost seem to make up laws just for charging fines.

Noooooooooo!!!!!

Be seeing you.

Questionsss?

Is this true?!

Yeeeeess.

You are talking again. You will stop

I don't believe I asked for your opinion on this matter. I am done speaking with you. Please leave my estate.

N-no, please! I'm sorry!

Head on.

Everyone comes to the big city to buy and sell. Why not? Better stores, better selection, better prices.

Snak gra-Bura, owner and proprietor. We board horses. And... well... we don't actually sell horses. Anymore, that is.

I've heard others say the same.

That's too bad.

Hmm.

You have obviously made a mistake. Sir Lazare Milvan would never speak with someone of your low birth. You are obviously of low birth. Unless you dispute my judgement... and you would press your suit at the end of a sword.

He's a moron. One of these days, he'll be taught a lesson.

In my capacity as Lord High Chancellor of the Elder Council, I hereby proclaim you Champion of Cyrodiil! And, as a small token of gratitude for your service to the Empire, I have ordered a suit of Imperial Dragon armor made for you.

Ok, who am I? Maenlorn? Or Caenlorn?

Goodbye.

Maenlorn and his brother there have a nice establishment at the Flowing Bowl.

Carahil supported Hannibal Traven's promotion to Arch-Mage from the beginning. And I don't believe the rumors that she just wanted his job at this hall.

I doubt you really mean that.

Nice, friendly folk in Anvil. Even the Countess greets me in the street. Well, except that Newheim the Portly. He's a mean old scroat

There are dark times, and people's minds are poisoned by rumors and superstition. Unless you can persuade me of your good intentions, I cannot speak further on this matter.

I welcome a friendly face in these difficult times! How can I be of assistance?

Yes, oh great and mighty Grand Champion? Is there something you need? Can I carry your weapon? Shine your boots? Backrub, perhaps?

Right! The one in blue! You remembered!

You would seek to better yourself? First, I would ask that you look to the poor and the suffering around Cyrodiil. Travel to all of our cities, and speak with the unfortunate souls forced to beg for change. Look into their hearts, and then look into your own. Return to me when you have spoken with all of them. Then we shall talk of training.

I'm sorry, you're not yet ready for a promotion. Keep completing contracts and take care of any assigned duty

Good day.

Have you heard of the High Elves?

Of course.

How did a Dark Elf become Count of Cheydinhal? King Helseth and Barenziah have considerable influence, and Helseth and Indarys are cronies. Get it?

Darn. They only teach in Blade and Heavy Armor at the Bruma hall

I have no more to say to you. Goodbye!

So good of you to drop by again!

Here to sell me more Nirnroot?

Skjorta. Nord Winds. We've got clothes and armor. And I've got a headache, so keep your voice down, please!

You can't see me. You can't see me. Neither can he. No one can see me

"Don't worry, if you die I will bring you back to life. We have much left to accomplish."

Stay away from me! You've already spent too much time.... over there..

So long!!!

Ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni!

I like what I see.

Fribble! Just Fribble!

Gal bursten it!