You have done exceptionally well.

You have done exceptionally well. Allow me to teach you to sleep through the day.

Rels Uvalor proved to be an impressive specimen. He will serve well as my companion. Now, like I promised, I can tell you something about the way of ashwalkers. Allow me to teach you to sleep through the day.

You have slain the sole survivor? Fool! You understand nothing. I planned to grant him the strength of our kind so that he would eclipse all of the mortal creatures of the wastes. But my ambitions are now worthless because of you, and you shall pay for that!

You have warned the sole survivor? Fool! You understand nothing. I planned to grant him the strength of our kind so that he would eclipse all of the mortal creatures of the wastes. But my ambitions are now worthless because of you, and you shall pay for that!

Bring me the mortal I spared. Together, we shall ascend above my bloodkin, the beasts, the mad witches, and all the other imprudent dwellers of the Armun wasteland.

I used to be an ashwalker, but then I abandoned their ways to seek true power and subjugate the wastes under my rule. But I cannot do it alone. I need a powerful minion to serve me. I need him. Talk to the survivor. Deceive him, bring him to this cave or the place where his comrades died, and come back three days later. If you do it, I promise to teach you what I know about the way of ashwalkers.

That was my triumph. No, not the wiped-out caravan, but its only survivor. I spared him, as I felt strength in him -- something that cannot be contained in mortal flesh any longer. I wished to grant him the power he deserves through the destruction I carried to his former self. To donate him the Dark Gift and turn him into a worthy ally. But sadly, fortune wasn't on my side and I lost track of him.

You are of no use to me now. Leave me.

I shall travel to the place of its demise and see what this will lead me to.

The vampire was slain, and you were behind it. I no longer wish to talk to you.

Now I understand. I am grateful to you, vampire.

Your vampirism... your powers, your dark eyes, the smell of blood on your withered body -- it's all gone! How have you done it? I recall the Tribunal's teachings -- they say curing the vampirism is impossible. Your features might resemble those of a mortal again, but your spirit is corrupted, tainted, and shattered. Go away!

Return when you find it out. Now leave me alone.

Convert? Me? All of this -- the deaths, the suffering, the pain with no riddance -- only to sate his greedy ambitions! I will never succumb to the will of that bloodsucker. I suppose you're right; unexpectedly so for a vampire. I should escape and flee to the north until I find a safe haven for myself. Take this armor. I picked it from a dead vampire in the ashes before... all of this. I want nothing to do with it now.

This is a ruse I'm familiar with, dark monster. You want to destroy me and eliminate the last remnant of the dead caravan. I knew I couldn't trust you!

You did, and you spoke to him? What were his words? Why did he spare me and slay my companions? Tell me!

You're right. That is an honorable thing -- stand in the face of grave danger, but do so to pay utmost respects to my fallen companions. I see there's meaning in your guidance, night walker. So that is what I shall do.

To return to the place of my companions' demise? But what if the vampire strikes again? No, your words don't make any sense.

And he wanted to convert me? I wonder, why would you slay a fellow bloodsucker? To put a stop to his plans, or, truly... to save me? No, that's hard to believe -- impossible for a dark monster like you. His death gives me hope anyway. I should escape and flee to the north until I find a safe haven for myself. Take this armor. I picked it from a dead vampire in the ashes before... all of this. I want nothing to do with it now.

You killed him? No... How should I find out now why I was spared, and not left to dust like my companions? You destroyed my last hope -- deprived my life of its only meaning. Get away from me, dark one.

The vampire chose me, and I must know the reason why. Find it out.

Arrgh! Begone then, and leave me to my meditation. Your presence spoils my thoughts.

Good, very good. Now listen carefully. We were going near Mount Annu. Northwest of it. You know where the mountain is, don't you? A major landmark, deep in the ashlands, far to the west. The dark creature ambushed us from the mountainside -- he's surely got some cavern hideout nearby. Find him. Interrogate him. Torture him, if you must! Find out the truth, and bring that truth straight to me. Now go.

A trade caravan. Scattered in the wastes. We've become prey to a dark creature of your kind at the most unexpected moment -- at *noon*, yet in a heavy ash storm. Both my fellow mercenary and our Hlaalu employer are gone. But I was left alive. Why? Did the dark creature spare me out of purpose? All I'm left with are questions. But you... you might be able to change that. If you'll give me the answers, monster, I'll give you a reward you'll enjoy in return.