You've been kicked out of the Guild, %PCName. Better make amends, or no one's going to talk to you.

A fine blade. Don't know if it's fine enough for a couple Nords three centuries ago to kill each other over it. But Nords will be Nords.

How was the trip? Catch any snowflakes? Brr, I can't stand the cold, can't even stand thinking of it. Better you than me, %PCrank. Better you than me.

What are you waiting for? Want me to knit you a blanket so you don't catch a chill on Althoa Isle? Go on, get out of here!

Have you brought me Hrongal's grandfather's cousin's shieldbrother's ill-gotten dagger?

The dagger in question belongs to a Nord called Hrongal Wavebreaker. Well, our client claims that the dagger belonged to his family first, but Hrongal's great-great-grandfather stole it, or something -- to be honest, I couldn't care less. Bring me the dagger, get the money. It's that simple.

The dagger in question belongs to a Nord called Hrongal Wavebreaker. Well, our client claims that the dagger belonged to his family first, but Hrongal's great-great-grandfather stole it, or something -- to be honest, I couldn't care less. Bring me the dagger, get the money. It's that simple.

It's been in my family for generations, We've got a proud name going back to the Five Hundred Companions, and that dagger's proof of it.

Wavebreaker... the name rings a bell. I had a job in Dagon Fel of all places, and stopped at the tavern in Nivalis for a drink. The Black Ogre, it was called... and I remember the name because that Nord oaf got too drunk and stumbled around like an ogre until he passed out on the floor.

You must have stepped on Fitz-Fitz's tail, if she's sending you to Althoa Isle! How are you planning to get there? Virevar Tilvayn runs a ship from the low dock here in Firewatch to Nivalis, but if you made your way to Bal Oyra, north of here, you might find a cheaper crossing.