I´m Logvaar. Hafid pays me to stand here and keep things quiet.

CAPITAL!

They say that King Helseth has made an alliance with House Dres. Together they pick apart the carcass of ruined Indoril

I'm not surprised, considering morrowind's violent past

We can only hope the troubles subside quickly

He's a fairy tale. The Imperial Watch pretends there is a thief king named the Gray Fox who controls all the thieves in Cyrodiil.

(good lord you two have been tearing it up today!)

I take it you want something. Well, what is it?

(who, me?)

My work with Savilla's Stone has revealed that I need something special for my plans. It's a small item in the possession of a powerful court wizard. Will you do this for me? I will pay you well.

I doubt you really mean that!

That's not funny. Not even a little bit

Blah, blah, blah. Whatta bore

Don't talk such rot

Sorry. All I have is Paints. Serviceable beasts, but nothing special. We Nords are no great fanciers of horse flesh. Except in stews, I´m afraid!

The Chestnut Handy Stables used to sell horses. But they're gone. Our horses. All gone. Big mystery. No idea where they went. [burp]

Sure, some folks think horses are for riding! Then again, some of us are Orcs. Snak gra-Bura, she prefers eating stew to riding horses

Add some onion and... wait. I almost walked into that one. No, of course not. That would be wrong. You shouldn't eat horses.

Go inside and talk to Petrine if you want to buy a horse. I can´t help you

I can't sell you any horseflesh. You'll have to go inside and talk to Cat Face.

You have to go inside and talk to Bongond

If you are looking to buy a horse, go inside and talk to Clesa.