You got what you wanted. Now leave.

You got what you wanted. Now leave.

Some stupid s'wit just tried to hawk them to me, but she ran upstairs when you came in. Now, don't look at me. I didn't touch the potions. What use would I have for them? We aren't on Vvardenfell. For all I know they're just mazte with a pinch of ground drumpear. Do whatever you want with the thief. I don't care.

An n'wah Ordinator. What'd you do, walk up to the Alma Rula and ask nicely? Maybe if I go to the Imperial Palace and do the same they'll make me Proconsul.

You will never ever see me again. I can promise you that.

You already got what you came for. Leave me alone, will you?

Saints bless you, truly. I knew you weren't a real Ordinator; they never show mercy like this. I'll leave here at the first opportunity. And I'll never steal again. I swear it.

Wait, what? You can't be serious. Don't you know they'll execute me for sure? I never wanted to steal from the Ordinators! Just leave me alone! Get off me, you bastard!

Y-you're joking, right? Since when do they let outlanders be Ordinators?! Whatever game you're playing, there's no need for it, okay? I won't put up a fight. Here, you can have the potions. I had no idea they were so important. I just needed a little money, that's all. You can understand that, can't you? I'll never bother the Temple again, or anyone at all! Have mercy, please.

B'vek. You're scaring me, outlander. Please don't bring that up ever again.

What? I-I don't know anything about that. What makes you think I know anything about that, huh? How do you know? Who told you?! Was it the Thieves Guild?

Let me guess. They don't work, do they? Actually, don't tell me. I think I know the answer.

That's all I've got for you. I really don't know any more. Luckily, I got myself out of that business as quickly as I got in.

The thief was a female Dunmer, but not one of my regular customers. I wouldn't have bought it if I had any idea what it was, but she hardly seemed like she did either. She was a skittish girl. I have no idea how she nicked something like that. She was selling them so cheap I could tell she had no buyers in Almas Thirr, so I took pity on her and told her to try her luck elsewhere. I suggested she try the pawnbroker in Hlan Oek, Lodyna Garer.

You're just a hair too late. I already donated that flask of pond water to the Temple on behalf of your block-headed colleagues. Better luck next time, eh? I must say, for such a repressive bunch, the Dunmer sure are poor jurists. Let me make this clear. Intimidate me all you want -- I did my civic duty, and now I owe you absolutely nothing. Not goods, not help, and not information. If you want any of that, you'll have to pay me for it.

You have been expelled from our sacred order. Be on your way, citizen.

I've heard rumors that you are a False Incarnate. Berel Sala says you claim to fulfill the false prophecies of the Nerevarine, but are really an agent in the pay of the Imperial Intelligence Service. For your own sake, I hope he is mistaken, but for now I must consider you an outlaw, a fraud and an enemy of the Temple. You will not receive duties from me. Go away.

Honestly, I don't have much faith in them. Yes, some Ordinators and Armigers have returned from Red Mountain without infection. Many did already. With how new these potions are, their efficacy may just be blind luck.

You've disappointed me, %PCRank. The sacred duty of a War Ordinator is to take one's sword-arm to those who make a mockery of Almsivi's works, not to play lawmaker. If a criminal refuses to submit to your will and allow themselves to be judged, punish them for it. It is a priest's responsibility to forgive, not ours. Remember that. Reflect on my words, and return when you are prepared for more duties.

I see. It is good that you punished her, as it is a sin to privilege such people with our empathy. Whatever the case, we have fulfilled our responsibilities. I'll pass on this information to the Order of the Watch. Now, are you ready for more duties?

Thank you, %PCRank. You have served the Order of War well, and the Temple apothecaries will be glad that their latest efforts were not wasted. The thief's fate saddens me, but you acted correctly. Almsivi teaches us that those who spurn their mercy shall not receive ours. Let me know when you're ready for more duties.

Thank you, %PCRank. You have served the Order of War well, and the Temple apothecaries will be happy that their latest efforts were not wasted. One more question, though. What became of the thief?

Let me know when you have them.

Banjar traveled all the way to Almas Thirr just to fence unknown goods for strangers. You Nords truly are an enterprising people. Well, let me know when you've found those potions.

Banjar traveled all the way to Almas Thirr just to fence unknown goods for strangers. Nords truly are an enterprising people. Well, let me know when you've found those potions.

We were preparing to ship the latest test batch to Vvardenfell when they were stolen. Three potions are still missing. One was returned. The thief sold it to Banjar Long-Face, a local fence. When he realized what he'd bought, he turned it over to us immediately. Being the criminal type, however, he refused to speak with us any further. I need you to crack him. Long-Face frequents the Limping Scrib on the market bridge -- go there and find out what he knows.