I told you to get out of here. You had better listen.

You killed the Matron. Forget about those Cyrodiilic beverages -- you can get out of here right now, before things get nasty.

The brandy has definitely cheered up the mood around here. Thank you again for your help, %PCClass.

Well, then you should go and get it, shouldn't you?

Yes, these bottles should be enough for a while. Thank you for your help, and here, take this gold. You deserve more than I'm able to give you, but the Matron does have a great deal of influence here, and I'll ask her to put in a good word for you with all the merchants in town.

What are you playing at, %PCClass? You don't have the brandy I asked for.

Do you have the Cyrodiilic brandy?

That's a shame. If you ever change your mind, I'll still be here. The drinks might not be, though.

Good. Last I heard, the bandits are hiding out in Sunat, a cave somewhere close to the border with Argonia. You'll want to ask around at Stormgate Pass for more specific directions -- you can take a guar cart there from Narsis, and one to Narsis from here. I don't care what else you take from them, but make sure to bring ten bottles of Cyrodiilic brandy back to me.

Since the trade along the Purple Road has been dwindling, the money's been drying up in Shipal-Sharai too. The Matron can barely afford to keep this place running, let alone properly stock the bar. But I may have heard recently that a caravan of fine Cyrodiilic imports got hit by bandits, and that they're holed up near here. The shipment was bound for Narsis, but now it belongs to whoever can get their hands on it. I can't offer much for bringing it back, but the Matron could spread word of your good deed.