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We'd better keep moving. I feel like that dragon might be up there watching us right now.

Mercer is being Mercer. If he has a plan to get us out of this rut, then he isn't sharing it with me.

Oh. Well, you should probably go get it before someone steals it.

How are you feeling, Vex?

I'm not "fretting." I don't want Eirid playing those sorts of games!

Do your worst, monster!

My presence here will be seen as an affront to some within the Order, and as soon as we have finished, I will be leaving your College.

I'd give a week's pay to see the look on Ulfric's face again, when he had to swallow the terms of the truce.

I have several elixirs for sale.

Nothing to do here but drink till you forget you got nothing to do.

Maybe some other time I'll reveal your destiny, hmm? Tea leaves, palm reading, crystal scrying... Oooh! Maybe trepanning? Ha ha ha ha.

Well, J'zargo is surprised. And pleased! There is real competition here. This is good.

Ah, so you're an alchemist, then?

Sweetheart, did you move my pickaxe?

Hist spit on you.

May Talos bless your days.

I'll never forget you.

Using two weapons means you've got no defense. You can't block anything. But if you hit him with both at the same time, he may not get up again.

With that in mind, I propose that the position of Guild Master should be yours.

Knowing a Word of Power is to take its meaning into yourself.

Please make sure this arrives in a timely manner. And don't scratch it up.

So, stop your worrying and get some rest. Your shift is coming up and I don't want you dozing off again like last time.

I'm searching for my Fenrig. He was marching with Gjukar's men, who they say were wiped out here.

Maybe when this is all over, you could sign one of your cookbooks for me?

Hjaalmarch would allow us to directly threaten the Imperial supply lines out of Solitude...

Been talk of a little boy in Windhelm, name of Aventus Aretino. Get this - he's been trying to contact the Dark Brotherhood. Foolish lad...

It's all right, Irileth. I want to hear what he has to say.

You only face failure once more...

I wouldn't take that to heart. It's her way.

Come back if you want to play tag.

All of us possess untapped abilities; the potential to wield great power, securely sealed within our minds.

I said let's go. Now.

Calixto, someone left an interesting ring in here a few weeks ago. Would you like a look?

Here to mine?

Need your weapon repaired? Or could I interest you in a new one?

Orgnar. I'm travelling. You've got the inn 'til I get back.

Is it over?

You realize this is exactly what they wanted.

A citizen of Winterhold has asked for our help.

On threat of what, exactly? This city wouldn't run without me! Now if you'll excuse me, my work awaits.

I used to look forward to the day when I was of age, to see new places and people, but now it feels like a cage.

If this cold numbs my fingers any worse, I'll scarcely be able to hold a weapon.

My wife's going to kill me when I tell her we'll need to bring another cow.

I'm ready. More than ready.

I haven't seen him in many years. I wonder what became of him...

Aye, the last thing we want to be doing is crossing our clients.

There are places in the world that aren't wrapped in ice, you know.

I thank you for your help, my friend.

I've already put in a claim to the land and property you'll forfeit when you're found to be a collaborator.

I'm sorry, I didn't realize.

That was well done. Come on. I've been wanting a closer look at one of these buggers.

I try to think of it as coaxing the ore from the rock.

Here you go. Oh, and keep it quiet. This stuff isn't exactly easy to get a hold of at these prices, if you catch my drift.

Ah, that is good to hear, then.

I will see you dead, monster.

I hope that doesn't mean things are going to get worse around here.

So you like to hurt people, huh? The town is still talking about what you did.

You went right out to give it to your fiancee! Don't you even remember where you left her?

Oh I know. Isn't it wonderful? I bet she squirmed like a skeever when you pulled them out of your pocket.

Kill him. Take your rightful place as my champion, or I will crush you.

Begone, serpent! Begone from this house and trouble it no more!

That's why it's best to not mistake foolhardiness for bravery.

...I can't believe this...

I would like you to take an item of his, a warhorn handed down from his father, and place it at a Shrine of Talos.

Oh no! I couldn't. Mother says they are a burden we must bear for our gift.

What is it, Argonian?

Camilla, I've seen her talking to that Faendal. Filthy elf needs to keep to his own kind...

Good evening. I'm Pantea Ateia, the Master Vocalist.

My master and I had a bit of a falling out. We got into an argument and it got rather... heated.

It's like an animal got to her, but these are the wounds of a blade.

Vekel and me, we have a thing going. Try anything with him and it'd be bad for your health.

Watch what you're doing.

Just need to gather my tools and finish up a couple of things. No worries - I'll see to Cicero, make sure that wagon gets fixed.

Our stock of arrows is running a bit low.

It was the only way I could make sure it wasn't a Thalmor trap.

Of course, Listener. What is it?

The mine's always on the verge of collapse. Good thing I'm around to keep it up.

You're a stranger here too, eh?

Those Battle-Born... they're in with the Imperials. They know it too, and yet they lie to my very face!

You look to your left, you see one way. You look to your right, you see another. But neither is any harder than the opposite.

His father was a good friend of the Guild back in the day, and we could really use his family's influence back on our side.

I'm a soldier, not a politician. And my personal beliefs are not yours to question.

Typically we avoid bestowing it upon men, but for the Sybil's escort, we could make an exception.

Dorthe... I was thinkin' I'd knit a couple of blankets, sell them to Lucan. Would you like to make one? Might be fun, workin' together.

Gah! Look over there. I can't believe it.

Stormcloaks or Imperials. Either way, all they want is everything for free and you to lick their boots.

Calm yourself, Galmar. Save it for the battlefield.

Quite so.

You just keep quiet and stay where you are. Soon as my relief arrives, we'll all take a nice little trip.

Y...Yes?

You two, stay and guard the entrance. We don't want any Stormcloak reinforcements taking us by surprise.

At last... the final Totem is ours. Let's go complete our set.

I need this to go well. This is my first real command since they promoted me after Whiterun.

Outlaws and brigands are the lowest of the low. They prey on their own countrymen for profit.

Wouldn't even be here if it weren't for my idiot sister.

You'll pay off your debt to the Reach. Just work and you'll earn your freedom.

But yes, the books. The Caller will have them. She was most interested in one of the volumes.

General Tullius.

See, I knew we could resolve this civilly. A debt owed must be repaid. You understand that.

We're going to make them pay.