He was a fool... but he was still my brother. Well, at least now his wife can take over his businesses. A silver lining.

Have you had the misfortune of making the acquaintance of my brother? He's a lecherous fool. Had he not been born into our family's wealth, he'd be a beggar on the streets. Everything he touches turns to... well, you get the idea. The sooner his wife takes over his businesses in Cyrodiil, the better.

You and the Thieves Guild would offer me a place to hide until this storm blows over? You are most generous, sera. I accept your offer happily. Please, I need a moment to pack my things. I will see you in Bthuangthuv.

Yes. Thank you again, sera. And goodbye.

Thank you for warning me, sera. I shall leave Bal Foyen for a while. I hear Arvud is somewhat tolerable this time of year. Or maybe I'll go to Menaan. That is a good place to lay low.

Indeed.

Even with the letters gone, he's still not content? He thinks he can just make me disappear free of consequence? That's not going to happen. I was willing to let this go but now... I will write a letter of this to the heads of the Dibellan Priesthood as well as the Guildmistress in the Imperial City. I will tell them of Vendicci's threats of violence against a registered courtesan of the Guild. When he returns to Cyrodiil, he will find his reputation in ruins.

I will write a letter to the heads of the Dibellan Priesthood as well as the Guildmistress in the Imperial City. I will tell them of Vendicci's threats of violence against a registered courtesan of the Guild. When he returns to Cyrodiil, he will find his reputation in ruins.

I will write a letter to the heads of the Dibellan Priesthood as well as the Guildmistress in the Imperial City. I will tell them of Vendicci's threats of violence against a registered courtesan of the Guild. When he returns to Cyrodiil, he will find his reputation in ruins. For the moment, I will leave Bal Foyen and lay low until it's safe again.

I will write a letter to the heads of the Dibellan Priesthood as well as the Guildmistress in the Imperial City. I will tell them of Vendicci's threats of violence against a registered courtesan of the Guild. When he returns to Cyrodiil, he will find his reputation in ruins. For the moment, I will leave Bal Foyen and lay low until it's safe again.

He should know that I want nothing to do with him anymore. No more letters, no more nothing. He and I are finished.

This is about his letters, isn't it? I noticed they had gone missing... You took them to Vendicci, didn't you? Well, in any case, he should know that I want nothing to do with him anymore. No more letters, no more nothing. He and I are finished.

I want nothing to do with him anymore.

Yes, I will not deny that he's an old client of mine.

Whether or not I'm acquainted with serjo Vendicci is a private matter. I will not comment on it.

I wonder, was he really so blind that he never realized that Vals Varano was leading the Camonna Tong? Using his gold to fund their businesses, housing and equipping their enforcers under the guise of "hired guards". Surely, he must have known... but simply not cared.

Sounds like an Imperial name. I'm not familiar with it.

My job is to look after him, but my allegiance is to the Vendicci family -- not to him personally.

He is what he is. My job is to look after him.

Ah, yes, my so-called master. You have his blood on your hands? The secret is safe with me. He was a self-centered buffoon, an epitome of the absolute worst that the Empire has to offer. He wanted Dervara Diron dead and you were happy to oblige, weren't you? Your kind are the reason why the Camonna Tong exists -- why it must, in the end, prevail against the foreign invaders. But, I admit, Vendicci's wealth was a great help to our cause and his cluelessness gave me a lot of freedom to use it as I saw fit.

Ah, yes, my so-called master. You have his blood on your hands? The secret is safe with me. He was a self-centered buffoon, an epitome of the absolute worst that the Empire has to offer. He would've had Dervara Diron killed outright without my interference! Men like him are the reason why the Camonna Tong exists -- why it must, in the end, prevail against the foreign invaders. But, I admit, his wealth was a significant help to our cause and his cluelessness gave me a lot of freedom to use it as I saw fit.

Ah, yes, my so-called master. A self-centered buffoon, an epitome of the absolute worst that the Empire has to offer. He wanted Dervara Diron dead and you were happy to oblige, weren't you? Your kind are the reason why the Camonna Tong exists -- why it must, in the end, prevail against the foreign invaders. But, I admit, Vendicci's wealth was a significant help to our cause and his cluelessness gave me a lot of freedom to use it as I saw fit.

Ah, yes, my so-called master. A self-centered buffoon, an epitome of the absolute worst that the Empire has to offer. He would have had Dervara Diron killed outright without my interference! Men like him are the reason why the Camonna Tong exists -- why it must, in the end, prevail against the foreign invaders. But, I admit, his wealth was a significant help to our cause and his cluelessness gave me a lot of freedom to use it as I saw fit.

He's dead. You'd better leave, you n'wah. You have spoiled everything.

Serjo Vermilius Vendicci, of the Vendicci family, is an aristocrat, a philantropist and a collector of martial artifacts. This manor is his home when he's visiting Morrowind.

I prefer not to speak of my employer while he is away.

Y-yes?

Yes, that is me. I'm a member of the Vendicci family. No doubt even here in the provinces our name rings out.

Killed the son-of-a-bitch, eh?

Rich bastard... If there was any justice in the world, we'd drag him and all his bloated ilk out of their fancy manors, hang them high, and give their gold to the common folk. But I hear he's offering us oddjobs now, so maybe we'll leave him alone. For now.

Vendicci is dead. His blood is in your hands. We can see it. Why did you do it? You killed a good client.

Serjo Vendicci is an Imperial aristocrat who owns a manor in Bal Foyen. Recently returned from Cyrodiil. He is an avid collector of rare weapons. That makes him a very good client of ours. You should make a good impression on him. Vendicci may be an outlander, but he is also very, very wealthy. He has connections to the criminal underworld of Bal Foyen -- your rivals, the Camonna Tong. You see what we mean? He might be of interest to you. You'll find his manor on the upper western district.

He is a client of ours. We will say no more. Confidentiality, you see.