Crendal

Crendal is a Breton located outside the Draggin Tale Inn, and is always drunk and making fun of people.
==Interactions==
===Finding the Flask of Lillandril===
Dreekius will say he heard Crendal talking about a map piece. After speaking to Crendal, Cyrus must trick Crendal into checking his hiding spot for the map. After he leads them to it, they must dig at the location with a shovel.
==Dialogue==
"Hey! Redguard! What about a drink?" Name's Cyrus. You OK?
:"No. I'm Crendal."
:(Iszara) You seen a woman named Iszara around? "Sure I have! Not that I remember names though...oh, but they remember mine. Dem broads love Crendal...have my way with em all, ya know, hee hee."
:(League) What do you know about the group called the Restless League? "Dem punks, killed em all once I did. Bunch a Redguard pansies..hick..they want me to join em, but I got too much thinkin to do...heavy load, I saaay! Richton's got it out for them. You watch out."
::(Richton) Richton doesn't have you scared? "No sir. I kicked his fat butt. Not throwing me in his catacombs!"
:::(Catacombs) You're scared of the catacombs, eh? "Didn't say that. Did. Not. Say. That, Richton throws the Crowns in jail, and pirates into the catacombs. I ain't neither. Doubt his cronies could take me anyway."
:(Stros M'kai) So, Stros M'kai's one big party for you, eh? "Gotta drink to keep sane in this place. Dem sissies round here think they can make the best of it. They makin nothing. Nooaathing. Richton's got em all scared."
:(Draggin Tale) You've certainly spent a lot of time at the local tavern. "Richton's got that damned lizard, Dreekius, charging three gold pieces for lousy Valenwood wine! He freaks me out...picking flies off the bar with his tongue. Can't relax with that ..hick...(slap), (slap), going on."
::(Damned Lizard) Just like a drunk to blame the bartender for his troubles -- "Pahh! Who the (hick!) do you blame for yours, tough guy? I know Dreekius' story...just no one else does. Damn Argonians...! Dem Darkelves got it right: cage em up and let em hawl ash!"
:::Don't like Argonians either? Who do you like Crendal? "Fine, then. Hang 'round that scaly bastard an' catch the flu --"
:::There hasn't been a case of that in two hundred years. "All I'm sayin', those of us play our cards right could open a right-good belt shop."
::(Liquor Tax) Liquor tax? "That's right! It's a real shock that sailors don't hang around more. He... he... who's in charge of that one."
:(Flask of Lillandril) Ever heard of the Flask of Lillandril? You look like a treasure hunter. "Ah, the Flask of Lillandril! Everything good in life comes in a decanter."
: "Oh, he did, did he? Uuhhh..well...uh...he's lying! Yup, that lizard's lying!"
::Of course, he's lying. You're not bright enough to have gotten a piece of the map. "What? I'm brighter than you, Redguard! I do have a piece of the map. Hah! How's that! You didn't think I (hick) did!"
:::(Have Map Piece) That's impressive Crendal. How could I have doubted you? Tell me...how'd you get it? "Shh. Hick. You'll like this, question boy. I passed out one night on old Trithik's boat, while he was sleeping. Woke up early, lookin for a drink... And what do I find under his cot ...A piece of the map! Haaa. Uhh. Shhh. He probably doesn't even know it's gone"
::::(Trade for Map) I'll gladly take that map piece off your hands if you're not using it. Perhaps a trade? "Pah! You have nothing I want, Redguard! Plus I don't even have it on me, I've hidden it away where them sissies can't find it."
: "That's impossible. Pah. Hick! Tehy just talking, jealous of Crendal they are. They couldn't know where it is!"
::(Give Map Details) I'm not so sure of that. I overheard them say it had two numbers on it, an x, and long tree. Didn't mean much to me, but I'd check your hiding spot if I were you. "What! What! I mean..what. Ummmm. Damn them. Uhh. Another lie. Now go away Cyrus."
:(Bye) I've had enough. "Good."
After escaping the catacombs:
Slow down, Crendal. "Hey, Cy..wuss."
:(Contact League) Any idea on how to contact the Restless League? "Here's an idea, Redguard...tie a gold chest around your ankle and sink yourself."
:(Bye) I've had enough. "Good."
==Crendal's Song==
Walking about town, Crendal can be heard drunkenly singing an acrostic alphabetic song. It full, it goes:
A is for the apes that date their mothers
B is for the boils they pop for fun
C is for the water sailors sail on
D is for the lumps upon their tongues
E is for the eels they eat for breakfast
F is for the fleas that swarm within their shorts
G is for the grog they swill by gallons
H is for the hair upon their warts
I is what they poke out with their fingers
J is for the jerks they give on ropes
K is for the kats they drown in bags
L is for the love they give to goats
M is for the marks of fifty lashes
N is for their smarts, for they have none
O is for the oceans they get lost in
P is for their pox and scurvy gums
Q is for the quakebutts fit for pounding
R is wrong, and wrong theyll always be
S is stinky, just like sailors armpits
T is for the ticks that eat their fleas
U is for the urgent needs of manhood
V is for the vegetables they wont eat
W for weevils in their hardtack
X 'es mark the spots on all their mapses
Y - oh why! We cry, must our song end?
Z - the zoanthropic girls of our hometowns
==Gallery==
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==Appearances==
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