If people double-cross me and I let them live, that's perceived as weakness. That's no way to run a business. That's why S'varr had to die.

You were already paid for that job, weren't you?

The cat is dead? Proper dead? Well done. Here's your payment. Now... you have attracted the boss' attention. He wants to talk with you in private. He's waiting for you upstairs. I suggest you don't keep him waiting.

A cloth covered in the cat's blood? He's really dead, then. Well done. Here's your payment. Now... you have attracted the boss' attention. He wants to talk with you in private. He's waiting for you upstairs. I suggest you don't keep him waiting.

The cat's amulet? Looks like he's dead then. Here's your payment. Now... you have attracted the boss' attention. He wants to talk with you in private. He's waiting for you upstairs. I suggest you don't keep him waiting.

Come back when you've got proof that he's dead.

Hmphh. You've got nothing. Come back when you've got proof that he's dead.

S'varr is dead, eh? Got any proof?

Come back when S'varr's dead.

S'varr has crossed Mister Delagia one time too many and he must pay. When we searched his house, it was empty. He's hiding somewhere in the city. I want you to find him and kill him. Someone among the citizens must know where he is.

Hmph. We'll talk about that later.

%Name will now leave Old Ebonheart forever. Thank you, %PCName. %Name is grateful.

One more thing. %Name stole some pages from a secret ledgerbook belonging to Delagia's gang. That's why they wanted %Name dead. %Name hid the pages. They are in the rafters of the top floor of The Mother Alessia, above a doorframe. %Name is an agile acrobat, so %Name hid them high. You might find them... interesting.

Oh... Oh no, %Name doesn't like this. But here... you... go... [%Name cuts himself with a knife and hands you a bloodied piece of cloth.] %Name's blood will convince them, no? %Name will now leave Old Ebonheart forever. Thank you, %PCName. %Name is grateful.

%Name will now leave Old Ebonheart forever. Thank you, %PCName. %Name is grateful.

Thank you, %PCName. %Name thinks they might want to see proof that he's dead. Here. Take %Name's amulet as proof.

Without the gold, %Name is doomed.

Without your help, %Name is doomed.

You will help %Name? If you lie to the gang that you have killed %Name, then %Name could skip town. %Name will need 50 drakes to pay for travel expenses, though.

No! %Name won't go down without a fight!

That is harsh. Why must poor %Name die?

S'varr is behind his house.

Alright, alright. S'varr's hiding behind his house.

You're working for Delagia's gang? %Name doesn't know anything about S'varr. Please, just let %Name go.

You're working for Delagia's gang? I don't know anything about S'varr. Please, just let me go.

Is it one of the poor folk? You'd better ask one of the paupers in town.