This isn't what I had in mind. It seems trust is not so easily given here at the monastery. Everyone I've seen has eyed me up like they're ready for a fight. Not Dram Marvos, though -- he just stared right through me and ordered me down here. Has he told you who he was in the Camonna Tong? He might be Curate of this Monastery, but I think he's just as dangerous as he always was.

I told you, I'll go to the Monastery after taking a moment with my brother.

Well, it was worth a try. Don't think I'll go down easily, outlander.

Very well. I'll go to the Monastery of St. Aralor after I pay respects to my brother.

I know they accept members of the Camonna Tong trying to leave. If half the rumors are true, that's where most of their monks came from. Now that my brother's dead, there's no point in dying for the Tong. He wouldn't want me to throw my life away for the boss' vengeance. Will you let me live to join the Monastery? I swear I'll work to atone for my actions.

This isn't what I had in mind. It seems trust is not so easily given here at the monastery. Everyone I've seen has eyed me up like they're ready for a fight. Not Dram Marvos, though -- he just stared right through me and ordered me down here. Has he told you who he was in the Camonna Tong? He might be Curate of this Monastery, but I think he's just as dangerous as he always was.

I told you, I'll go to the Monastery after taking a moment with my sister.

Well, it was worth a try. Don't think I'll go down easily, outlander.

Very well. I'll go to the Monastery of St. Aralor after I pay respects to my sister.

I know they accept members of the Camonna Tong trying to leave. If half the rumors are true, that's where most of their monks came from. Now that my sister's dead, there's no point in dying for the Tong. She wouldn't want me to throw my life away for the boss' vengeance. Will you let me live to join the Monastery? I swear I'll work to atone for my actions.

The monastery is north of Menaan. The place is dedicated to Saint Aralor. The monks there are former criminals who are trying to reform and mend their ways. A noble cause, I'd say, if I believed in that sort of thing. Criminals can't really change their nature. I would be out of business, if they could.

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.

Those who strive to follow the example set by Saint Aralor come here to join our monastic order. Most of our acolytes are former bandits. Here they live, work and meditate to earn forgiveness for the evil things they have done. It is not an easy path to take, nor should it be. Without suffering there can be no true repentance. I should know -- I have walked that path myself.

The monastery is nestled in the cliffs overlooking the lake north of Menaan.

Yes, this is a monastery. But don't be fooled by the monks. You'll find all kinds of thieves, scoundrels, bandits, extortionists, daggerlads, smugglers, murderers, blackcaps, cutthroats, kidnappers and kneecappers here. Worst of the worst, really -- myself included. Just because we've put on a robe and memorized some platitudinous proverbs doesn't change who we are.

I came here to join the monks of Saint Aralor. I'm told the curate Dram Marvos is a harsh man. Harsh but fair.

You walk on hallowed ground. Our monastery is built on the spot where Almalexia appeared to reprimand Saint Aralor, who was lost in a cave, a thousand years ago.

Evils of the world would tempt us outside, but here we can repent our sins and seek forgiveness.