Notes

This is a list of the random notes and letters that are added by Better Cities. In addition, a list of books can be found here.
 

Broadsheets
Better Cities adds a few broadsheets distributed by the Black Horse Courier.



Quest Notes
These notes are quest-related or important for other reasons, and get their own page.



General
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Ancient Battlefield 
Thin bleached bones, 
bones in the whitened sun -- 
where is the fire to stir, 
to rattle bones? 
No gallant banners, 
no shining swords, 
no polished armor, 
no boasting heroes. 
And... 
no horses screaming, 
no bloodsoaked sands, 
no wailing comrades, 
no smells of dying. 
Just... 
thin bleached bones.
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On a table in Jira's private quarters.
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| Your target is former Shadowscale agent Thriftclaw, known in his present location as Ferntail. 
Thriftclaw lives in a shack outside of Bravil, but he will be a difficult target given his former connections, and knowledge of our workings. If he disappears before you reach him, then attempt to discover the location to which he flees and intercept him there.
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On a table in Vark's Tavern.
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Autumn's Welcome 
Autumn's lofty sky 
descended, covering the valleys 
with fluttering reds and yellows. 
The glitter and ivory of snow 
sparkle from the high mountain pinnacle. 
The dawn of crimson and gold 
reverberated songs of migrating birds, 
dazzled unseen above the painted leaves. 
Melodies of autumn reflect the serenity 
that lies in the approach of the frigid winter. 
Autumn sinks down 
and blue hues flatter the icy mountaintops. 
Crows and blue-jays sound a trumpeting, 
as squirrels play 
within the color crested treetops. 
From the windless meadows 
many bees hum towards their home, 
and songbirds fashion musical tunes 
more enchanting than the colors of autumn.
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On a bookshelf in the entry room of Hangman's Row.
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| Go to the Imperial City Library, there you will pick up our stash I left in the map room. You better remember where I told you to look, I know how stupid you are.
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Carried by a bandit in the map room of the Imperial City People's Library.
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The Battle of Molag Beran 
(Dunmer Traditional Ballad) 
Did you come to hide from war, 
Or come to herd the guar, 
Or were you with the House Guard 
At the Battle of Molag Beran? 
For I was there, and fought and cried, 
And tasted blood and thunder. 
I stood in line with mace and shield 
As Dunmer clan slew Dunmer. 
The guard of House Retheran 
Were bright arrayed for battle. 
They came in pride, in columns wide, 
But ran like frightened cattle. 
We stood our ground on Tadras Banks, 
Then turned their flanks and roweled them. 
The field was bright with cousin's blood 
Spilled by doughty Drenim. 
We lost some gallant gentlemen 
From ranks of brave House Drenim. 
And many a wand'ring widow weeps 
On the hills of Molag Beran. 
Some fell for wrong, some fell for right, 
All for the colors wearin', 
And many bade the world good-night 
At the Battle of Molag Beran. 
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On a shelf in the main room of the Imperial City People's Library.
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The Black Glove 
Swift and agile are the Morag Tong. Silent and unseen they move. Illusions they supply to misdirect their prey. Close and sure they strike with shortblade, or distant and secure they strike from afar with accurate missile fire. Light armor protects them from harm, and the acrobatic discipline finds for them the unseen and unlooked-for path. Have you these virtues? Then, perhaps, your oath and service may please the Morag Tong. 
Do you have your friends and your finery, but no place to go? Do you laugh and cry, but no longer feel? Do you wear these masks? Then, perhaps, your oath and service may please the Black Glove. 
The blood of the hunter and the blood of the hunted. The joy of the hidden and the joy of the seeker. The blood of the eye and the blood of the gate. The joy of the living and the joy of the dead. Are you one with these things? Then, perhaps, your oath and service may please Mephala. 
To make your oath and enter our service, the worthy must seek the Grandmaster, who by tradition lives in the unseen and unlooked-for corners of Vivec City between the blood of battle and the waters of life. 
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On a shelf in the main room of the Imperial City People's Library.
Carried by Maiden Andrya.
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Love Potion 
Sail y ddiod cariad rai priodweddau anhysbys o Nirn- neu Avens ddywedodd, planhigion ogof. Mae'r rhain yn cael eu cymysgu i Alraun bonheddig, fwgderthais gyda arogleuon egsotig a cymysgu y gwrthrych i mewn i ddiod. 

To read this reciept of a love potion is unbelievable. Who is supposed to decode this Ruunish tongue? 
Nirnwurz = Nirnroot 
Avens = Nirnroot (???) 
Planhigion ogof = Nirnroot (???) 
Alraun =  (no Nirnroot ?) 
... 
How many words of Nirnroot do they have? 
I need to find out, how to do an "Alraun bonheddig", to blend it with an exotic perfume should not be a problem at all. But I need more Nirnroot, even if I have to harvest the whole Tamriel. 

Good! I have enough Nirnroot now. 
Now I have to find the proper concentration. 
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In the Forgotten Sewer, on a workbench.
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Bronzebone's Musings I 
And when the sun rises, the city falls. 
Mehrunes Dagon comes and takes them all. 
Words of the Mad Lich. 
The death of the count in the castle hall. 
Fighting with a blade against impossible odds. 
From the wound comes flowing blood. 
Words of the Mad Lich. 
A path fixed by the almighty gods. 
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Bronzebone's Musings II 
I love flowers, the plants of proud. 
I loathe rainy showers, the product of clouds.
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Bronzebone's Musings III 
Gazes upon land, fights with Goldbrand, heals with hands. 
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Gold Horse Courier 
Rules and Regulations for couriers 
This is a guide for couriers on how to properly deliver packages. 
In every city, Gold Horse Couriers (GHC) has a branch. In every branch, there is a delivery board kept up by its respective manager. As a courier, you can grab local deliveries by selecting a posting from the city you are currently in. You can deliver a package to a specific city by selecting a city other than the one you are in. 
The company does not condone forcing entry into properties in an attempt to complete deliveries. If you are arrested for such actions, do not expect Gold Horse Couriers to pay for your release from prison. The person you are delivering to may be visiting the shops, the local inn, or taking a walk around the city, so try to find them if they do not appear to be at home, or come back at a different time of day. 
If for any reason you cannot find the person you need to deliver to, please return the package to any branch manager. 
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Any Gold Horse Courier office.
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Official Notice from The Office of Imperial Commerce 
We have received a number of complaints about the way you store baked goods while awaiting sales. 
We will be sending one of our Officials to inspect your baking location. 
Please provide any assistance our Official requests, and I'm sure this can be resolved swiftly and pleasantly. 
V. Melissaeia
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On the floor in a corner of Simon's stall in the Imperial City Waterfront Tunnel.
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| Dearest Midwen, I would like 
Dear Midwen, I think you are very pretty and I also think 
Dear Midwen, if you
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In Vark's private quarters.
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| Dear Midwen, today while I was at my brewery I thought about your potions and how much I like them, and I want to tell you that I also like 
today while I was at my brewery I had just used one of your potions, and maybe you would like to come by my tavern some time. I made a keg of river ale just for
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In Vark's private quarters.
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| Dear Midwen, this is Vark your neighbour. You are very pretty.
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In Vark's private quarters.
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| Damn it Meden! You've hidden my ring for the last time! If you don't return it to me today, I'm leaving you.
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Meden Hleran's house, on a desk in the living room.
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| Darling husband, please, return my ring. Why must you insist on hiding it all the time?
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Meden Hleran's house, on a desk in the living room.
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Radene Hleran, 
Receipt for the purchase of: 
1x Clothing - Burgundy Outfit 
1x Clothing - Red Velvet Blouse 
1x Book - The Eastern Provinces 
1x Weapon - Altmeri Dagger 
Thank you for shopping at the Copious Coinpurse, please come again!
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Meden Hleran's house, on the floor beside the desk in the living room.
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Diary of a Soldier at the First Battle of Mournhold 
1st Frostfall, 1E 2919 
The Dunmer kill like it's nothing. They're savage. I'm afraid we can't hold our position much longer. We will have to retreat soon. Mournhold is the last city that stands in our way of conquering Morrowind. 
The captain continues to tell us we're going to win. However, the Indoril have been holding us back. They are a very big problem. If we could only destroy that accursed House. However, if we can penetrate the city's walls, the battle shall be won. 
3rd Frostfall, 1E 2919 
We did it! We broke the wall! The battle should be easier. Wait... arrows! They're flying everywhere! And catapults! By the Nine! The carnage is horrible! To whomever finds this story, know that the Empire is not as great as they claim. We have lost and the worl... 
It ends there. The original was found with a bloodstain on it. Today, all military leaders are required to read this so as to not make the mistakes that were made at that fateful battle...
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A Doughy Riddle 
He tried his hardest to say the least, 
To bake the bread for the greatest of feasts. 
He's finished now, and pants like a beast, 
Yet still he forgot to add the yeast.  
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Are you tired of scouring the land for a few good pages? 
Try the beaten path at Scribe Supplies! We guarantee your every need is in stock, be it parchment, quill, or tome, we've got it all! 
Scribe Supplies, the one stop shop for all your writing needs. 
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In Scribe Supplies. 
On a table in the Imperial City Market District outside the Office of Imperial Commerce.
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| You are the proud owner of your own sailing ship, the Evening Star.
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Acquired after buying the Evening Star.
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Here at Last 
A shift in the winds, 
Brought an ever needed breeze. 
The honeysuckle vines send the smells of summer, 
To tickle my nose. 
As I lay beneath the trees, 
I hear birds calling to me. 
As I drift into a daze, 
I am reminded of lazy ways. 
The sounds of summer, 
Here at last.
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On the desk in the bedroom of Torlinda's house.
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Observations made on wild kagouti in southeastern Morrowind.  
Kagouti do not seem to travel in large packs, as previously believed. Perhaps they group into larger packs when mating season is imminent. 
Females seem to be dominant sex. Males will bring gifts of food in exchange for mating advantage. Males sometimes attacked. 
Loud vocalizations heard exchanged (believed to be from males), especially at night. Fascinating. 
Males do not seem to engage in physical confrontation for reproductive rights. Some posturing, but no conflict. 
All kagouti display increased aggressiveness during mating. Must be careful not to be seen. 
Mating kagouti found to be increasingly territorial.
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On a shelf in the tower reading room of the Imperial City People's Library (two copies).
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Dearest Gandosa, 
Thank you for your last letter. It really cheered me up. Yes, even in the big city you can be lonely. Or maybe especially here... remember the charming Redguard in Balmora? When I go out here, nobody even seems to notice me. Last time, I had to order my Flin a second time, because the bartender had forgotten me - and I was standing right in front of him! Because of this I've hardly left my apartment in the last couple of weeks. But you are right, of course, I must not lose hope. Maybe one day I will meet the man of my dreams. 
Cerxes has grown a lot, and he is very healthy. He doesn't like strangers, though, but I think he is just trying to protect me. He is such a good dog, I could not imagine living here without him. I wonder if he can remember you, but I'm sure he would like you in any case. 
I will write you more when I find the time. Right now work is taking up a lot of my time, I have more customers than usual - no wonder, with all the trouble in the land. How is it in Ald'ruhn, by the way? I hope everything is fine, but Under-Skar seems very well-protected to me, so I don't worry too much. 
Take care of yourself. Your loving friend, 
Volrina
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On a table in Volrina Munia's private quarters.
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These are the lost writings of Evnil Denoric; 
Devoted prophet and pilgrim of the Nine. 
Letter to the Temple of the Nine: Cyrodiil
 
To my fellow brothers who share my faith in the Nine divines; they who guide and protect us from the evil that is now threatening our faith, our people, and the land. 
It is indeed with sadness in my heart that I write this letter to you. The past weeks in this cold and brutal prison have been a painstaking test of bodily and spiritual resolve, and have truly tested my faith in the Nine. It is with deep sadness that I have received the ill-fated news of emperor Uriel Septim’s demise at the hand of assassins. This greatly troubles me. Guided by visions from the Nine, I am certain that the time, of the rise of the Prince of Destruction, has finally come to pass. 
My dear brothers, have I not forewarned you of this evil? Have I not asked you to hold on strongly to your faith? In my previous letters to you, I spoke about those who have lost faith in the Nine, and the brothers who betrayed our faith and turned to the worship of Deadric and other evil gods. You have lost your faith my brothers - by turning from the path of true faith in the Nine divines, I am afraid, you have lost the means to guide your people in the times of trouble to come. You have become as stagnant as the stone altars in the temples of the Nine; the people of Cyrodiil need the guidance of the Nine now more than ever, but you have chosen to turn to ignorance and blindness and closed your eyes to the suffering around you. 
My visions have been dark of late, and under the duress of torture by these robed men, which was also responsible for my capture and imprisonment, it feels that I have lost my sanity. My thoughts have darkened, turned to cursing the Nine for allowing this trail to come to pass, followed by feelings of guilt and hopelessness. But there is still hope, even under the most foulest of circumstances or the darkest recesses of time. In one vision I see darkness, death and destruction that slowly consume the land as the Dragonfires will bring light no more. The people of Cyrodiil have lost faith in the Nine and follow a path of sin and denial. Yet, in my other visions I see a light in the darkness, someone with a dark past and uncertain future, locked up in prison cell as me - there is something about this individual that sings of hope, of faith renewed. His path may be one of darkness or one of light, but he alone have the strength to face the evil that will rise from the red planes of Oblivion. I ask you, followers of the Nine, to search for this individual, and assist and guide him the best you can. He may be the only light of hope for us, even if all the other lights should go out. 
I implore you my fellow brothers in the Nine, hold true to your faith, and let the Nine divines guide you through these times of troubles, which will have to come to pass. Now more than ever you have to go out and lead your people and bring them the message that there is still hope, and that the Nine have not abandoned them. If we do not have faith my brothers, we will not prevail against this dark evil. 
PS. - I have befriended another jail keeper in this dark prison, turned him to faith in the Nine. He said he will do what he can to ensure that this letter reach you. I can only hope then, that it will reach you in time. 
Your brother in faith. 
Evnil Denoric 
(This Elder Scrolls Book Club selection was written by Xatso}})
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Oh my sweet beloved Lady 
It hurts me that I violate your body. But now our son has to pay for my crime. He must repent to have simply torn the life from you. You always so gladly reminded me when we first came to Bruma and I swear on my honoured dear Sithis that I will find our ill-suited son. 
I have accomplished the ritual now and it's time for me to go. Oh I will make you happy again when you will hold him in your arms with our beautiful daughter whose life ended as well. 
Farewell my beautiful Bruma and farewell my daughter and you my son, may the devil find you! 
Farewell 
Holgrat Demret
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In the Demret Family's House basement.
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The Moon's Blood 
By Joran B.A.B. 
The Nine may forgive, 
The Nine may not. 
A Daedra's curse; 
That is sin. 
My wife lived, 
Honey flower sweet, 
Pale and beautiful, 
As the moon's light grace. 
No longer alive. 
No longer pale. 
Blood red she be 
As my hands when I wake. 
By moon be damned. 
By blood be cursed. 
I roam the wilds 
A beast. 
I roam the streets 
A man.
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Carried by Rufinu.
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Here I see someone has volunteered to spend the next ten years trying to dig the mud from the canals! 
You live under the misconception that the law ends when the authorities are not physically present. 
And I know you have not tried to sip my brandy, so it is not about a suicide attempt. 
Therefore, I summarize that your presence in my house must be due to mental instability! 
So you have two choices: 
Choice One (the one that you like) 
You take your chances to serve the public for the next ten years by shoveling the daily dirt out of the channels so that our little spot of civilisation is still attractive to the massive amount of tourists our commercial zones depend on. 
OR (you're mad) Choice Two: 
You make your peace with the gods and pray not to cross my way on your insane chase to the front gate and wipe the name 'Bravil' out of your tortured but still intact brain for the rest of your life! 
Yours truly, 
Marwen 
PS. You can get shovels at "The Fair Deal"! Tomorrow morning six o'clock next to the alchemist you may attend your new public task. 
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On a table upstairs in Marwen's House.
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My dear friend, 
Sire, 
It is with grateful joy I find you still in wonderful shape, as we met last time. We had serious worries concerning your health, sire. 
Please enjoy the ladder as a gift of mine; as a little 'contribution' to your venture. 
Please remember, that if you should have no more use for the blade, I would be also grateful to make you a fair offer as always for it. 
Further you should know that our stocks of potions and lotions against any kind of plagues and diseases someone could catch while journeying through dark labyrinths, are still at their finest. 
I am very sure, sire, that we will meet again one way or the other, and we are looking onto our next congregation with a great amount of tension. 
With highest regards, 
Ma Syd Jun 
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In the Temple of Namira, Path of the Lost, in the entry room.
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Need cheese, bread, wine 
Get boots repaired at shop 
Go to barber, maybe new haircut too? 
Ask Volrina for longer break on Tirdas
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On a table in Volrina Munia's shop.
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Mebestius Antian owes me 4000 septims for enchanted dagger delivery!! 
Arrows popular, buy a little more next week.
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On the counter in Volrina Munia's shop.
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If you are reading this then I am dead. I am sure Marlon was behind it but you will need to prove it. I have left a spare key to the ship in this chest, it should help you. The best place to look is probably in Marlon’s old quarters. As first mate he used to have the private room at the end of the crew deck, so that is your best bet. 
Also, if I am dead then my dear Elsa is alone. There is an artifact in the hold, in a chest of mine that will allow her to make some money. Although you have the key to my chests, the hold will likely be locked. You will need the captain’s key for that, which Marlon will probably have. Once you have the key, retrieve my gift to Elsa and deliver it to her. The rest of the ship is yours to do with as you will. 
Heimdall Seran, 
Arcane Merchant Extraordinare.
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In "Uncle Heimdall's Chest" in the captain's cabin of the ship  .
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WELCOME TO THE PUBLIC BATHING HOUSE 
PLEASE GO THROUGH THE FAR DOOR TO CHANGE OUT OF YOUR CLOTHES 
VISIT THE GARDENS - THROUGH THE FAR DOOR AND UP THE STAIRS 
ENJOY THE DISPLAY OF FINELY WOVEN TAPESTRIES CIRCLING THE STAIRCASE, ON LOAN FROM THE WEAVERS GUILD 
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Posted on the wall in the Public Bathing House, Imperial City Market District
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Wanted!  
A professional cleaning lady! That can clean up the mesh after one of our drinking contests.
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Posted on the wall outside of the Converted Checkpoint Apartments.
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By order of the Office of Imperial Commerce 
Do NOT touch these ancient Ayleid stones which were recently uncovered during the expansion of an Imperial citizen's basement. 
These stones will be delivered to The Archaeology Guild, and are presently awaiting collection. 
V. Melissaeia 
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Posted on the wall in the Imperial City Market District.
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Reward! 
The Imperial Legion Custom's Commander Benadict Melius is offering a reward of 100 septims for any information that leads to a successful arrest of the following wanted fugitives: 
Caspus Aviogetto of the Avoigetto Gang 
Andraus Rhincodon of the Rhincodon Gang 
Gang members of any kind 
Smugglers of any and all illicit goods 
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Posted on the wall in the Waterfront Tunnel near the entrance to the Waterfront District, and in Hangman's Row.
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Lost! 
One Flame Atronach, last seen at my tower. 1000 septim reward!
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On the counter in the Imperial Legion Checkpoint, Waterfront Tunnel.
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Praise be to Akatosh! 
First of the Nine! 
Praise be to Akatosh! 
Seek shelter under the Great Wings of Akatosh, Dragon God of Time! 
Praise be to Akatosh! 
Visit the great city of Kvatch to worship at Akatosh's Chapel! 
Praise be to Akatosh!
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Capito the Preacher's stall in the Imperial City Waterfront Tunnel.
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Praise be to Kynareth! 
Greatest of the Sky spirits! 
Praise be to Kynareth! 
Thank Kynareth for allowing the creation of our mortal plane! 
Praise be to Kynareth! 
Seek open spaces where the Heavens are clear to worship Kynareth! 
Praise be to Kynareth!
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Capito the Preacher's stall in the Imperial City Waterfront Tunnel.
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Praise be to Arkay! 
The Mortals' God! 
Praise be to Arkay! 
Remember Arkay as your children are born; remember Arkay as your last breath slips away! 
Praise be to Arkay! 
Visit the scenic city of Cheydinhal to worship at Arkay's Chapel! 
Praise be to Arkay! 
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Capito the Preacher's stall in the Imperial City Waterfront Tunnel.
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Praise be to Stendarr! 
One-time companion of Tiber Septim! 
Praise be to Stendarr! 
Seek mercy and compassion from the open hands of Stendarr the Merciful! 
Praise be to Stendarr! 
Visit the caring city of Chorrol  to worship at Stendarr's Chapel! 
Praise be to Stendarr!
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Capito the Preacher's stall in the Imperial City Waterfront Tunnel.
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Visitors today... none 
Visitors yesterday... none 
Day before... NONE! 
Bloody pointless job if you ask me. Not even a window in here, so I can't watch the workers loading and unloading the boats while I sit here all day with nothing to do. 
If my brothers don't give me a better role in the business, I'm not staying around any longer!
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On Arthos Dumaine's desk in the Topal Trading Company Offices.
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Wanted! 
Professional killers of rats and other vermin. Good paying and traditional work for mercenaries of all stripes! 
Apply within!
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Posted on the wall outside the Legion Checkpoint at the upper end of the Waterfront Tunnel.
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| Please deliver 50 pearls to Radene Ores in Cheydinhal.
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In a basket behind the counter in the Market District Fishmonger.
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These papers transfer ownership of the building titled "Riverside Shack", and its surrounding plot, to the buyer of this deed. 
Said building is located northeast of the township of Bravil, on the banks of the river.
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Acquired when you buy the Riverside Shack.
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| This Market tunnel alcove is currently available for rent. 
Please visit the Office of Imperial Commerce in the Market District to fill out the necessary application paperwork. 
V. Melissaeia
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Posted outside several unoccupied stalls in the lower Waterfront Tunnel.
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Saint Nerevar 
[From a short Temple pamphlet for Western readers.] 
Ages ago, Nerevar was the greatest Dunmer general, First Councilor, and companion of Vivec, Almalexia, and Sotha Sil, who, with the power of the great Ring of the Ancestors, One-Clan-Under-Moon-and-Star, united the Dunmer Houses to confront the evil Dwemer, the treacherous House Dagoth, and their Western allies at Red Mountain. 
By Providence, the faithless Dwemer were utterly destroyed, and their allies defeated, but Nerevar, mortally wounded in combat with the traitor Dagoth Ur, was driven from Red Mountain. Nerevar died not long after of his wounds, but he lived to see the birth of the Temple, and to bless the unity of the Dunmer into the safekeeping of Almsivi, the Temple, and all its communion of saints.
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On a shelf in the main room of the Imperial City People's Library.
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Spring's Blossom 
As the honey bee buzzes laz'ly by, 
and the swallow-tail hovers in blue sky; 
The flow'ring blossom blooming in the shrouds, 
Against the cool covering of the clouds; 
Where all beetles seemeth lazy, and weak, 
And the fragrant wind bloweth on thy cheek; 
The vivid colors showing in thine eyes, 
Appearing 'gainst a rainbow that ne'er dies; 
Here in the midst of these wonderful things, 
It is nature's grand welcoming to spring.
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| [This is a contract offering 15000 gold for the murder of Heimdall Seran on condition that the client can get the assassins on board the "Night's Scream". Clearly whoever this belongs to can not read or write properly, as it has only been flicked through, and it is signed with an X. Also If they knew how incriminating this was, it wouldn't just have been left here.]
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In the stern (rearmost) cabin on the crew deck, on the floor at the head of the bunk.
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Theme Is... 
Theme is... 
Riddles & Rhymes, 
And perhaps stories and lore 
For the Passing of Time, 
Sometimes even more. 
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Not found in game.
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| Dear Aisha, 
I will always love you, I know I'm only a fisherman and that I'm not rich, but your dad should have understood our true love... 
I have waited for you all night... you did not come, I guess he persuaded you not to continue our relationship. 
Anertus Flores, 
Your only love xox 
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On the body of Anertus Flores in the Imperial City Waterfront District.
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Dearest Mother,

I want you to know that I ran away not because I don't love you, but because I have no wish to be a farmer all my life. I've joined the army, and am currently stationed in Leyawiin. I don't know where we are due to go from here. 
Please don't worry about me, perhaps when I get some leave I will be able to come home for a visit. I have to
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On the lower deck of  , on a shelf under a bunk.
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Winter's Solace 
The snow gently fell on the mountain pass 
All things were covered and shimmered like glass 
In the distance, stood but a single young doe 
As the forest revealed its icy show 
Fir trees were bent - in reverence - they bowed 
Rabbits remained hidden beneath the tree's shroud 
Icicles hanging, a lustrous cascade 
A light wind blowing a melodious serenade 
The mountain streams were now covered in ice 
It was winter's welcome to paradise.
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On the desk in Torlinda's house.
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