%PCName brings hope. Hope can be dangerous for slaves in Morrowind.

%PCName brings hope. Hope can be dangerous for slaves in Morrowind.

There is nothing to talk about, %PCName.

There is nothing to talk about, %PCName.

Shamirr would rather die than work at the plantation again. Wherever he is now, it is a better place.

Shamirr would rather die than work at the plantation again. Wherever he is now, it is a better place.

There is nothing to talk about, %PCName.

There is nothing to talk about, %PCName.

As I said, do with it whatever you want.

Good. The cat is yours now. You may do with it whatever you want.

Very well. After I turn your corpse into my minion, you will never see the light of day again!

Then stop wasting my time.

What do I care, after all. Just take the worthless creature with you if you so desire and do with it whatever you wish.

I am willing to sell it for 200 drakes. What say you?

I shall not have the likes of you dispute what I may do with my property. The slave stays. Get lost!

Shamirr listens.

But perhaps I may still be of some assistance. Recently a Telvanni mage, Dras Varethi, has been frequenting my shop to buy healing and fire resistance potions. Odd, right? I cautiously inquired as to what he needed them for, but all he said was that he was performing some experiments. He did not say, though, on what subject. Perhaps you could ask about him.

Look -- while I personally think slavery is a barbaric institution, I have already learned to accept the fact that it is simply how things work here in Morrowind. I usually try not to meddle with Dunmer affairs. It's bad for business, you know. I do have enough of my own worries not to concern myself with abolitionists.

I already told you all I had to say. I am not interested in this story any further. Period.

I do not know anything about any slaves and do not care. Now do you want to buy some potions or not?

Did the cat just steal some enchanted item from Dras Varethi or was it all a trick orchestrated by the sorcerer himself? I guess we will never know.

Did the cat just steal some enchanted item from Dras Varethi or was it all a trick orchestrated by the sorcerer himself? Perhaps we will find out when we chastise the wretch.

You did a great job catching the cat. I will see to it that its punishment teaches other slaves a lesson about escaping their masters! In addition to your gold, here is a disciplining tool I know will find good use in your hands... That Dras Varethi -- he was always arrogant, constantly showing off his perceived superiority, but I would not have believed him to be so uncautious and outright daring as to... Wait! What is going on down there?

Our guards caught it in the Windmoth legion fort, begging at the gates of the Imperials. Fortunately these drunken excuses for soldiers are too scared to cross holy laws and handed it over. The slave would not go back willingly, so in the end we could not mete out exemplary punishment for the other slaves' benefit. It does not matter that much, though -- the corpse itself should suffice to scare away any thought of escape. Now go away and do not come back.

You say you have killed Dras Varethi? That was quite bold of you, but it was not bright to leave the cat alone and unguarded. It is as good as gone. You will understand I cannot give you any reward for letting the slave escape, but you have dealt with the thieving Telvanni, and for that you still deserve half the gold.

Then hurry up!

You say you have killed Dras Varethi? Very good! I'll have my guards fetch the cat themselves. Here is half the gold, since you could not be bothered to bring it here yourself -- but perhaps this disciplining tool would have helped with that. I want you to have it. After all, you have done me a good service by getting us rid of the Telvanni.

That Telvanni fool has crossed the line! Here is some gold for finding the slave, but do not expect more for your "valiant" service. Now it is time to clean that stinking den and teach any freedom-aspiring slaves and rogue wizards a lesson. At the end of the day there will not be a living soul in Harru, I swear!

I am starting to grow impatient. Any news about that cat?

Gone? Forget about it!

Forget about it! The slave is probably gone by now. Thanks to your incompetence, I must say.

So you've been wasting my time! I am sure that beast is back to its den by now. Or he's been killed by some wild animal or outlaw in the wilderness. It's all the same to me. You can spare me your excuses, I don't care to hear your story. Had I hired professional cat-catchers, I would be peeling fur off that cat with my whip by now. Begone from my sight!

You say you have killed Dras Varethi? That was quite bold of you, but it was not bright to leave the cat alone and unguarded. It is as good as gone. You will understand I cannot give you any reward for letting the slave escape, but you have dealt with the thieving Telvanni, and for that you still deserve half the gold.

This does not concern you any longer.

That Telvanni fool has crossed the line! Here is some gold for finding the slave, but do not expect more for your "valiant" service. Now it is time to clean that stinking den and teach any freedom-aspiring slaves and rogue wizards a lesson. At the end of the day there will not be a living soul in Harru, I swear!

Have you not brought the cat with you? Are you really so dim-witted? It is gone by now, thanks to your negligence, so do not expect any form of payment. To hell with it -- we had to feed it and it barely gathered its daily stint of crop. Now we must deal with this conjurer who believes he can steal slaves from us wth impunity. Go! I have no need for you anymore.

Ha! That stinking excuse of a wizard probably thinks he can take away a slave from us without any fear of retribution. Damn that stupid cat... We only wasted fodder on it, but if that fool Dras Varethi thinks he can just take our stock anytime he passes by, I will make an example of HIM. Thank you for your efforts, %PCName. Here is your reward.

I am starting to grow impatient. Any news about that cat?

Gone. Thanks to you. Did you come to provoke me?

Have you investigated Pedivur?

I am sure we will find it sooner or later without your help.

We still have no trace of that damned beast. How goes your investigation? Did you find any new information?

We have a deal! I suspect that the Breton witch, Pedivur, might be somehow involved. I never trusted that outlander hag! She resides in a tower to the south of the plantation, selling her dubious ointments to the travelers on their way into Boethiah's Spine. My gut tells me the charlatan is one of those abolitionist scum. You should start by interrogating her.

Very well, then. You might as well be one of those abolition supporters too? If you have business here on the plantation, be quick about it and be gone. And keep in mind that our guards are always watching.

Oh, I see. You are too busy for such a fetcher's errand. Never mind. I will leave the task to my guards, or hire some cat-catchers. If you change your mind, perhaps the job will still be available.

One of our cats went missing recently. It hasn't been found yet -- I suspect those filthy abolitionists might be involved. If you help me find it and bring it back, I can pay you some gold as a reward.

These beasts are all the same to me. If one escapes or dies, we replace it with another, much like we would replace a broken broom.