Walk with our Lord

There´s an air of Mysticism about you...

Yes, hunter, make your offering. Did you taste its flesh and drink its blood? Never waste the spoils of a kill. You've pleased me, hunter. Take my token, and wear it well. Hereafter, take your prey, and whisper my name.

Not funny. Not even a little bit

This is your out, friend. Leave it alone. How about we just march on back to the shrine and tell Clavicus the deal is off? Sure, he'll be a bit put off, but you won't be dead. At least, you probably won't. That's better odds than you're getting here.

Yes! Yes! Whatever you say!

Another mortal come to do my bidding. I only wish suffering and death. You will bring me both. I want to see a man brought to the edge. And pushed. Near Brindle Home you will find Melus Petilius. A good man. An honorable man. He disgusts me. He has sworn an oath: never to raise a weapon against another man again. I want him to break that oath, and damn himself forever. You will let him kill you with this: the Cursed Mace. As you are doing this for me, I'll save your miserable life. Probably. Get out of my sight.

FOR THE EMPIRE!!!

I don't have time for this now. The Gray Fox is on the loose. Take this problem to Itius Hayn. He's also a Captain of the Imperial Watch.

He´s captain of the Chorrol guard! You can usually find him on patrol with us around the city

What do you want? Can't you see I'm in the middle of an investigation?

When the city is quiet, everybody is happy. Right? If you like noise, maybe you're in the wrong place

I've been reassigned! This is outrageous! The Gray Fox had a hand in this, I know it. I am bound by duty and honor to obey this order. After all these years, he has finally won. Maybe fate will be kind and deliver him to me in Anvil.

I aim to keep an eye on things here in the city. Take it slow, get to know the people. Try not to get off on the wrong foot.

Go see Servatius Quintilius. He's new and might be stupid enough to try and do something about it.

So I wanted somebody murdered! So I prayed to the Night Mother! What, is that a crime now? They even took my house, those bastards! Agghhh!

If it isn't the newest member of the family. Let's get one thing straight -- the Tenets prevent me from killing you. But I don't have to like you. I'll sell you equipment, but only because Ocheeva is making me. This family doesn't need any... outsiders.

Goodbye

You. I know your kind. You've got blood on your hands. Keep your sword sheathed or I'll put you down myself you murdering bastard!

Oh, is that how you feel?