His death will be avenged.

This is an act of war! Atran Oran will pay for this dearly. His family, his soldiers, his servants, none of them will be safe from our wrath! The Black Hands Mephala will claim many a treacherous Hlaalu, before all is over. It's far too late for words. You are dismissed, outlander. I have a House War to plan.

Do not waste my time.

He's a loyal lawman of House Indoril. My son Danvas is quite fond of him. What is it?

The lord of Roa Dyr is making war on us over a dead slave! Sending his assassins to hurt my servants! My family! He is a mad dog.

Dels Ravyn did a stupid thing enslaving him.

I would've hoped that the young Danvas Ilvi had at least some common sense so that he wouldn't consider telling his father about Addamarys. If Indoril Ilvi hears of his death, he will take it as a personal insult. He won't be content with Dels Ravyn's death, no. He will strike against my family. I won't have it. Go back to Roa Dyr, %PCName. Tell Danvas Ilvi that I'm offering to pay blood money for Addamarys' life -- twice his weight in silver. Also, give him my condolences.

Who is supposed to carry out that bloody deed? Me? Or perhaps you? Let me explain, outlander. I am the lord and master of this side of the river. Dels Ravyn, cruel and brutish as he is, is my underling. He is a sworn man of House Hlaalu and he is under my protection. House Indoril and their laughable demands can go to Oblivion.

So, Danvas is not afraid to wage war? And he seemed quite adamant to tell his father about this? Alright. The Indoril have shown their cards. They are of madness and destruction. If Indoril Ilvi hears of his death, he will take it as a personal insult. He won't be content with Dels Ravyn's death, no. He will strike against my family. I won't have it. Go back to Roa Dyr. Tell Danvas Ilvi that I'm offering to pay blood money for Addamarys' life -- twice his weight in silver. Also, give him my condolences.

You are back. Well, what does Danvas Ilvi demand for his dead friend?

I suppose this has something to do with the Hlaalu hirelings who got into a bit of a scrap in Almas Thirr not too long ago? Dels Ravyn's men, right? One or two of them even died. So this is how the foreman decided to settle the score. By enslaving and effectively killing a highborn retainer of House Indoril. A stupid thing, indeed. Well, let's hear it. What does Danvas Ilvi demand for his dead friend?

For now, I do nothing. Addamarys' death might very well spark a war across the river. I will do what I must to avoid it. But for the time being I will offer no explanations, no pleas, no apologies to House Indoril. In the west they play cards for gold, you see. They consider it the mark of a poor player to show one's cards to the others. So, I won't be showing mine just yet. I will hear what this Danvas Ilvi has to say first. Do let me know how he reacts, won't you?

For now, I will do nothing. Addamarys' death might very well spark a war across the river. I will do what I must to avoid it. But for the time being I will offer no explanations, no pleas, no apologies to House Indoril. In the west they play cards for gold, you see. They consider it the mark of a poor player to show one's cards to the others. So, I won't be showing mine just yet. I will hear what this Danvas Ilvi has to say first. Do let me know how he reacts, won't you?

An Indoril lawman who died as a slave in your fields? I suppose this has something to do with the Hlaalu hirelings who got into a bit of a scrap in Almas Thirr not too long ago? Dels Ravyn's men, right? One or two of them even died. So, this is how the foreman decided to settle the score. By enslaving and effectively killing a highborn retainer of House Indoril. He didn't break any laws, but he acted in a very stupid and shortsighted manner.

No, I don't know that name. Speak with foreman Dels Ravyn. He is in charge of the slaves.

This is a grim situation, indeed. If his lordship the Indoril Ilvi finds out about this, he will dispatch his assassins to bring him the foreman's head, for sure. Perhaps the Temple can persuade Danvas Ilvi to forgive him? Or pehaps serjo Atran Oran could be persuaded to offer to pay blood money for poor Addamarys?

He is dead? That's grim news, indeed. House Indoril will not let this offense go unpunished! You should find out what happened to him. Was he killed or did he take his own life? Perhaps now would be a good time to confront the foreman Dels Ravyn directly.

I have done some scouting in the Oran farmland to the south, trying to look for the young serjo among the field slaves, but to no avail. Perhaps you'll have better luck than I do? Certainly, being a priest of the Temple, you're allowed to walk more freely and with less risk of being captured than a common spy such as myself. You could ask around, and see if anyone knows where the young serjo is. I don't know if confronting Dels Ravyn directly is a good idea.

I have done some scouting in the Oran farmland to the south, trying to look for the young serjo among the field slaves, but to no avail. Perhaps you'll have better luck than I do? Certainly, being a priest of the Temple, you're allowed to walk more freely and with less risk of being captured than a common spy such as myself. You should go south and look for the young serjo. If you don't find him yourself, ask around, and see if anyone knows where he is.

I'll tell you what I've learned so far. The drunken Hlaalu hirelings that serjo Addamarys Saldro fought with in Almas Thirr were men who served under none other than Dels Ravyn, the foreman of the Oran Plantation. The young serjo volunteered to come here, so he could settle their blood feud honorably. I think he must've expected Ravyn to demand him to pay a large sum of blood money, or maybe challenge him to a duel, but no! Instead, he was taken as a slave and put to work in the fields.

So you've spoken with the Indoril. What are they gonna do? Are they gonna kill me? Ha! I'm the foreman of this damn plantation. My life has been that of violence. I won't run, I won't hide. Let the Indoril come for me, if they've got the guts.

They'd start a war over one dead slave? Fine. I don't care. I've known my whole life that I wouldn't have the luxury of dying of old age. Let those Indoril cowards make their move, if they dare. I'll put every single one of them to the same ground I had Addamarys buried.

The plantation overseers know. And maybe some of the slaves. Can't stop them from talking, no matter what it seems. Serjo Atran Oran doesn't know about anything. Go ahead and tell him about this. See if he cares. He's so preoccupied with his maps and politics, that he's lucky to have someone like me who has the guts to do all the necessary dirty work for him.

Fine. The body's in a shallow grave underneath the guard platform to the south. You can go there and dig up the body yourself, for all I care.

Yeah, whatever.

This again? Addamarys died because he was a fool who refused to accept his fate. A slave should never forget his place. I've done nothing wrong.

That boy? He didn't like the way my men were talking about his precious House Indoril, so he attacked and murdered one of them. He came here thinking we could settle the score honorably -- whatever that means. Big mistake. I had him put in chains. He said that working in the fields as a slave was beneath him, so I had him beaten to teach him a lesson. The boy died because of his own stupidity. Refused the treatment he was given. Ripped the bandages and the stitches off, and bled to death in the field.

I wouldn't give a damn even if Lord Vivec himself had sent you here to ask your questions. I don't like your face. I'm telling you nothing.

My father will make sure that Addamarys is avenged.

I mourn for him, but in time I will find peace. The Tribunal teach us to count only the happy hours. For the remainder of my mortal life I shall treasure his memory and strive to be as honorable as he was.

Perhaps one day his memory will fade away and leave me alone. Until that day, I am in mourning.

The Hlaalu will pay for what they did to him. My father has many assassins at his disposal. The Morag Tong's reach is long and their blades are sharp.

[%Name falls silent and trembles ever so slightly, before composing himself. His eyes now have a cold glaze over them. When he finally speaks, his voice is eerily calm and monotone.] Thank you for telling me this, %PCName. So, despite that the Oran Plantation foreman was involved, Addamarys died for his honor. What son of House Indoril would have it any other way? My House will have to act now. We will avenge Addamarys' death.

Come back when you have. The Hlaalu will pay for capturing him.

What news do you bring of my beloved Addamarys?

What news do you bring of my beloved Addamarys?

You say that you found his body? No, that's not possible. You must be mistaken! That was someone else's body in that grave. I refuse to listen to this!

You were told that he's dead? Lies! Horrible lies! The Hlaalu are trying to fool us, so that we would stop looking for him. Addamarys is alive. I know it. Find him, save him. Bring him home.

He is a slave? Disgraceful! The Hlaalu are wicked beyond words! %PCName, I beg of you. Find him, save him. Bring him home.

As Alandro Sul once was to Nerevar, so is Addamarys to me. He is my dearest, most trusted friend and companion. We are bonded. Should we ever march against the Hlaalu, he would be on my left side carrying my shield! Find him, %PCName, and you will be rewarded.

I don't know where exactly the Hlaalu took him, but I have a spy on their lands who has been trying to find him. Her name is Tulsi Retharyn. I haven't heard from her in a while. She has a hideout under Merengor's house in the Mundrethi Slave Market. Go there and learn what she has found out.

What I learned from Idura Voron's investigation is that there was an altercation between Addamarys and a group of drunken Hlaalu hirelings. Apparently, they insulted my family and Addamarys felt the need to defend our honor. He has always been a faithful lawman. Before the Ordinators broke off the fight, I'm told, one of the Hlaalu was dead and three were grievously injured. Being the man of honor he is, Addamarys voluntarily boarded a ship that took him to the Hlaalu side of the river.

Has the Temple sent you to help? Do you think there is no need for violence? That remains to be seen. I have my informant across the river, and my father has his warriors and assassins at his disposal. I haven't yet told him of this situation, but he certainly would've already retaliated with swords and spears. But... if the Temple truly wishes to help, I welcome it. After all, you can walk freely on the Hlaalu side of the river without causing a conflict.

You might be a priest of the Temple, but I know that you're also a sworn member of the loathsome House Hlaalu. I absolutely refuse to talk about him with you.

Has the Temple sent you to help? Do you think there is no need for violence? That remains to be seen. I have my informant across the river, and my father has his warriors and assassins at his disposal. I haven't yet told him of this situation, but he certainly would've already retaliated with swords and spears. But... if the Temple truly wishes to help, I welcome it. After all, you can walk freely on the Hlaalu side of the river without causing a conflict.

I heard that he is dead. I hope Danvas is alright. I would write him a letter to offer him my condolences, but I don't think he'd care to read it.

He is a friend of Danvas. He did something bad to a Hlaalu retainer and so they caught him. I've been trying to find out what happened to him after he was taken away from Almas Thirr, but... but I have no contacts on the Hlaalu side of the river. I hope you can find Addamarys. He clearly means a lot to Danvas.

So... so you know. Fine, I'll admit it. He's a friend of Danvas. He did something bad to a Hlaalu retainer and so they caught him. I've been trying to find out what happened to him after he was taken away from Almas Thirr, but I have no contacts on the Hlaalu side of the river. I fear that Danvas thinks I'm useless. I thought if I did everything he asked me to, but no. Danvas never cared about me. He just wanted me to be his pawn. I hope you can find Addamarys, %PCName.

I have heard that you claim to be the Nerevarine. I am not sure what to think about this, but I do not trust you, and I will not give you any duties.

You have broken our rules and have been expelled. If you make amends, I can speak with you about your duties.

This matter is resolved now, %PCRank.

Have you brought any news about him?

Danvas Ilvi agreed to wait while you negotiate with the Hlaalu. So, there's still hope! Go to the Oran Plantation and speak with serjo Atran Oran. If you fail, for the greater good you'll have to kill Dels Ravyn.

The situation does seem hopeless. The lord of Roa Dyr is immune to your silver tongue, trust me. He would gladly welcome this opportunity to strike against the Hlaalu with all his might. Maybe you could speak with serjo Atran Oran instead. If you explain the situation to him, he might be willing to appease the Indoril before the conflict escalates. And, if all else fails, there's also the way of blood. Sacrificing Dels Ravyn's life would save countless others.

We must be the ones who break the news to Danvas Ilvi. Go to Roa Dyr and tell him what has happened. Make him see that pursuing vengeance is not worth it. If that fails, speak with serjo Atran Oran of the Oran Plantation. He might be willing to appease the Indoril before the conflict escalates. May Sotha Sil grant you wisdom and may Vivec bless you with a silver tongue.

We must be the ones who break the news to Danvas Ilvi. Go to Roa Dyr and tell him what has happened. Explain to him that Addamarys Saldro is dead, but that it is to no one's fault. Make him see that pursuing vengeance is not worth it. That is what I think should be done. Perhaps you could also speak with Atran Oran, the master of Oran Plantation. If you explain the situation to him, he might be willing to appease the Indoril before the conflict escalates.

Danvas Ilvi will inevitably learn that Addamarys is dead. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but eventually. When that happens, he will tell the news to his father, lord Indoril Ilvi. Then everything will spiral out of control. Indoril Ilvi will contact the Morag Tong. The assassins will strike against the Oran Plantation. Maybe only the foreman will be marked for death, maybe the entire Oran household! The scenario is unpredictable, but bloodshed is certain.

So... Addamarys was taken as a slave and died. From what you've told me it's clear that despite his brutish nature Dels Ravyn didn't break any law. Addamarys owed him a debt of blood and willingly went to settle it. The foreman was well within his rights to demand unconditional servitude. A life for a life. However, it's quite obvious that he did what he did to spite the Indoril. It's equally obvious that the Indoril will not let Addamarys' death slide.

He is dead? I really hope that you haven't let the Indoril know about this yet. You should speak with Dels Ravyn, the Oran Plantation foreman. Demand that that madman give you an explanation!

I don't know the exact circumstances of his capturing, but I'd imagine that the Hlaalu wouldn't have imprisoned a high-ranking Indoril out of a whim. Not when they know that the Indoril would not take this lightly. You might want to ask Idura Voron about him. Since that silly girl was writing letters to Danvas Ilvi, maybe she knows something about the current whereabouts of Addamarys.

Dro'Qosha has bad news for you. The young serjo you're looking for is no more. Remember the late foreman, Dels Ravyn? The one that Dro'Qosha thinks you killed, no? Pity you didn't do it sooner. When the young serjo arrived here, he refused to follow the foreman's orders. So, the foreman had him beaten. The young serjo died of his wounds here in the fields. They buried him in a shallow grave to the southeast, on the little island, under the guard's platform. That is all Dro'Qosha is willing to tell you.

Dro'Qosha has bad news for you. The young serjo you're looking for is no more. The foreman had him beaten. He died here in the fields. That is all Dro'Qosha is willing to tell you.

There is a Dark Elf slave somewhere in the Oran Plantation? %Name doesn't know who he is, but %Name has no pity for him.

%Name only minds his own business. Sees nothing, hears nothing.

He's that Indoril boy from across the river, right? Gods, I hope they never find out how the foreman had him beaten! They will seek vengeace, for sure. No. I don't know where he is. Leave me out of this.

That Dark Elven slave? Poor bastard. From what I hear he initially refused to work in the fields, so foreman Ravyn had him properly beaten. You know, before the foreman himself was offed. Maybe one of the other slaves knows where that Saldro bloke is now.

That Dark Elven slave? Poor bastard. From what I hear he initially refused to work in the fields, so foreman Ravyn had him properly beaten. It made even the overseers uneasy. Maybe one of the slaves knows where he is now.

Huh? I know that the Oran Plantation foreman recently acquired a Dunmer slave, but I don't know anything about him.

%Name saw him when they brought him here in chains. He wore very fine clothes, %Name thinks. And he had gold rings in his ears and on his face! Quite beautiful for a Dark Elf. %Name doesn't know where he is now. But maybe Salt-Mane Dro'Qosha knows. Yes. Dro'Qosha knows a lot of things.

%Name saw him when they brought him here in chains. He wore very fine clothes, %Name thinks. And he had gold rings in his ears and on his face! Quite beautiful for a Dark Elf. %Name doesn't know where he is now.

%Name only minds his own business. Sees nothing, hears nothing. %Name doesn't know or care where the ash-skinned slave is. But maybe Salt-Mane Dro'Qosha knows. Yes. Dro'Qosha knows a lot of things.

%Name only minds his own business. Sees nothing, hears nothing. %Name doesn't know or care where the ash-skinned slave is.

Yes, I remember him. The new slave. A Dunmer with really smooth skin. Looked like a prince, and acted like one, too! Haven't seen him in a while. Slaves like him don't survive long.

I heard others say that the new slave was proud and refused to work. I know he is a Dark Elf, but he would do better to accept his fate. If the overseers don't break him, the foreman will.

%Name has no idea where he is.

I don't socialize with slaves, so I have no idea where he is.