You blamed me for Dralnas' death? That's outrageous. Get out of here, outlander.

You blamed me for Dralnas' death? That's outrageous. I'll have your head for this insult, outlander!

Thank you for all that you've done.

Thank you for breaking the news gently to Dralnas' parents. Now, as a reward for your heroism, let me teach you some lessons from the school of Alteration.

Return here after you have told Dralnas' parents about his death.

So Dralnas is dead. It is as I feared. I was sure I had trained him as well as I could. There must have been some Daedric trickery -- the Bad Daedra are known for their deceit. Please, go back to Dralnas' parents and tell them how their son gave his life as a heroic martyr for the Tribunal. Give them the signet ring if you've been able to find it. Then come back here. The courage that you have shown on behalf of a stranger deserves reward.

A cultist of Molag Bal told you that Dralnas is dead, and you believed them without proof? You can't take that information back to his parents. Go back to Adursaranit, kill the cultists, and find Dralnas' signet ring.

He was ready for this challenge. I'm sure of it.

Ah. I've actually been intending to send a letter to Dralnas' parents, but I haven't known what to say. You see, I've been training him as a crusader. He has -- had -- some natural talent, combined with a youthful zeal for the Tribunal. I used to be a crusader myself, back when I was very young, and I saw a lot of myself in him. I thought that he was ready and sent him on a quest to destroy the Daedra cultists in Adursaranit.

Oh, thank you so much, %PCName. We will keep this to remember our son. Please take this book, the Gospel of Saint Felms. May it be an inspiration to you in your travels just as it was to our Dralnas. Take this potion as well. Dralnas gave it to us to help us when we're tilling the soil, but I think you will get better use out of it.

What a pity. It would have been nice to have something of his to remember him by. Thank you for all you have done for us. We don't have much, but please take this potion. Dralnas gave it to us to help us when we're tilling the soil, but I think you will get better use out of it.

My husband is not coping well at all with our loss. It's hard to believe that Dralnas is gone.

That s'wit! He promised us that he would keep Dralnas safe. At least you have been a true friend to us, %PCName. Tell me, did you find his signet ring?

He always loved the stories of Saint Felms the Bold. We will remember him proudly as a martyr. Tell me, did you find his signet ring?

You found him dead!? Oh, how awful. Tell me, how did he die?

No! That can't be right! Dralnas can't be dead! Perhaps they are holding him prisoner? Please, go to this shrine and rescue our boy.

He's a good boy. Very devout. But he's not very good at keeping in contact with his parents!

No! This can't be! Not our Dralnas! I'm sorry, I need time alone. Please, go and speak to my wife. She's in the house.

Are you sure about this? Nalmen Drinith was training him well. Dralnas could still be alive -- maybe he could be wounded and needs someone to go rescue him. Please, %PCName, please go and find our son.

Please return soon with a response from Dralnas.

Let me see! No... I can't believe it. Please, go speak to my wife inside the house. I don't think I can talk any more.

Of course. I understand completely.

Thank you so much, %PCClass. Here is the letter for Dralnas. He lives with Nalmen Drinith in a Velothi tower named Surpu, which is on the left bank of the river almost directly due north of here. I'm afraid the land route is very long, as you would need to go via the bridge at Hlerynhul and then turn off the main road somewhere west of Othmura. It would be much quicker to swim across the Kanit, assuming that you're strong enough and you can keep the letter dry.

Our son Dralnas has been a disciple of a hermit named Nalmen Drinith for a few years now. He's only on the other side of the river, but neither I nor my wife are strong enough to row across anymore. Dralnas occasionally comes back to see us, but it's been a long time since his last visit. We just need someone to take this letter to him and bring back his response. We don't have much to offer, but we would compensate you for your time as much as we can. Are you able to help us?

The young Dark Elf? We slaughtered him as an offering to our lord Molag Bal. The one who sent him here is a fool for thinking that a novice could overcome the power of the Lord of Domination.