You've been expelled from the Fighters Guild. If you make amends, we can speak about your orders.

That's done.

Before you leave... Allow me to present you with this Gauntlet of Shieldbearing. It will serve as a token of all that you've accomplished here in the far-east and as a sign of my gratitude. You've been a steadfast fighter, %PCRank, and you've followed your orders to the letter. Thanks to you the Guild chapter in Akamora has survived. Now it's time for us to carry on by ourselves. Go to the greater guildhalls in Old Ebonheart, Bal Foyen, and Almas Thirr. They will have work for you.

Here's your reward gold. You've handled your last assignment in Akamora admirably well, %PCRank. Now it's time for us to carry on by ourselves. Go to the greater guildhalls in Old Ebonheart, Bal Foyen, and Almas Thirr. They will have work for you.

Our failure to rescue Surol Volayn has dealt the Guild's standing in Akamora a grievous wound from which we'll never fully recover. The Arenims trusted us and we let them down. You work here's finished, %PCRank. Most likely our entire guildhall here is finished for that matter. The chapters in Old Ebonheart, Bal Foyen, and Almas Thirr might have some work to offer you. You should go there.

I want you to turn around, walk up the stairs, and leave my guildhall forever, you s'wit. You've dealt the Guild's standing in Akamora a grievous wound from which we'll never fully recover. You're done here, and most likely we are, too. The chapters in Old Ebonheart, Bal Foyen, and Almas Thirr might have some work to offer, but you won't get a letter of recommendation from me. Now leave.

Do you have any idea how... how unbelievably mentally deranged that sounds? A champion of Mephala? Surol Volayn, the dotty girl who got lost in the mountains? The Arenims trusted us to bring her back safely, but you got the notion to do the complete opposite. No, I don't want to hear another word from your mouth. I don't understand what madness drove you into murdering her, but your explanations are only making it worse. What's done is done.

Ah, so we were too late. The Daedric monsters in the shrine had already devoured her? I trust you did everything you could, %PCRank, but I am rather disappointed.

Ah, so we were too late. The Daedric monsters in the shrine had already devoured her? I trust you did everything you could, %PCRank, but I am rather disappointed.

Ah, so we were too late. The Daedric monsters in the shrine had already devoured her? I trust you did everything you could, %PCRank, but I am rather disappointed.

Lying to me will only make the situation worse for you. Spit it out. I want to hear the truth this time. What happened to Surol Volayn?

Lying to me will only make the situation worse for you. Spit it out. I want to hear the truth this time. What happened to Surol Volayn?

You're responsible for her death? Didn't it occur to you that such *actions* would also have *consequences*? The Arenims trusted us to bring Surol back safely, but you got the notion to do the complete opposite. No, I don't want to hear your explanations. You're only making me more upset. What's done is done.

Dead? What do you mean, dead? You were tasked to bring her back alive. Tell me at once what happened!

Dead? What do you mean, dead? You were tasked to bring her back alive. Tell me at once what happened!

I see you've returned from your search, but I haven't heard the news of Surol coming back with you. You'd better explain, %PCRank.

It was all a trap? I have to congratulate you, %PCRank. It is no small feat to uncover and survive a Daedra Prince's scheme. The things Surol Volayn told you do make sense in retrospect. To think that Mephala was behind our misfortunes... Well, it's a relief now that it has all been revealed. We will have to rethink the way the Guild represents itself in Akamora. You have done us a great final service.

The Valley of Mephala? There is more to her disappearance than I would've liked. Be careful, and report to me when you've found her.

Go to Arenim Manor, %PCRank. Talk to them and find out where they think Surol could be. Report back to me when you've found her.

Surol Volayn is the foster child of the noble Arenim family. Her tragic story is well-known by the local people. She's known to take long walks in the mountains where she was found as a child. Now she's gone missing during one of these walks. The Arenims have contracted us to locate her and bring her back safely to Akamora. Go to Arenim Manor, %PCRank. Talk to them and find out where they think Surol could be.

That's my name. It's a boy's name, but I've always had it.

How dare you speak her name after what you did?

How dare you speak her name after what you did?

Thank you for finding her, %PCName.

Thank you for finding her, %PCName.

You found her in a shrine? In a vale hidden in the Mephalains? Did you speak to her? Please, %PCName, don't let us wait for our Surol.

Follow the map. Find the Valley and this "Shambalu", and bring back our dear foster child.

What's this? You found a map. Yes, it does look like it was drawn by Surol. Can you read the Daedric markings on it? The map seems to sketch a route south-to-north from Akamora to a place called "Shambalu" in the "Valley of Mephala".

You found a map? Where is it?

Search her room. Something might pop out that could give you a hint where she was heading.

Our precious Surol usually never stays out this long without coming back home. My husband and I fear that someone or something has taken her when she was wandering in the mountains. But we don't know where exactly she was during her disappearance. Surol has always been so secretive about it... Search her room. The door is open. Something might pop out that could give you a hint where she was heading.

You should speak with my wife... *sob* I can't deal with this right now. Excuse me.

We found her all alone in the mountains when she was but a little child. Her parents had been slaughtered by some vile creature lurking there, so we took her in. Now she's like a daughter to us.

We found her all alone in the mountains when she was but a little child. Her parents had been slaughtered by some vile creature lurking there, so we took her in. Now she's like a daughter to us.

The foster daughter of the Arenims, our loyal allies. The young mistress has many good qualities, I'm sure, but she's somewhat eccentric. Wanders around town, captivated by some imaginary world. She's known to disappear from time to time, but never for too long. I suspect she returns to the mountains where she was found on those little trips.

The young mistress is dead. Woe is with %Name.

The young mistress is like a little kitten who's dropped head first into a barrel of sugar. But the young mistress has always been kind to %Name, so you will not catch %Name saying bad things about her.

If you ask me, Llerar and Llavane Arenim were foolish to take her in. Her behavior bears the marks of what the Temple scholars call soul sickness. Having that kind of stain in the House is something a truly pious Indoril would avoid at all costs.