That will be all, %PCName.

Excuse me then.

Have you also brought a letter? Let me see, please. [%Name carefully reads the letter, his eyes widening slightly as he goes on. He regains his composure when after finishing.] I see. Tell Lord Ilvi we remain his faithful servants, and that we shall count on him in the times of need.

Ah, is this from Roa Dyr? Please give Lord Ilvi my sincere thanks. The last harvest hasn't been as good as we expected, so our farmers and slaves have to work even harder than before. These potions should provide some respite for them, at least. Thank you, %PCName.

What's that? Do you have a delivery for us?

I have heard that you claim to be the Nerevarine. You may not perform missions for %faction whilst you dishonor the memory of Saint Nerevar.

You have been expelled from %faction. You must make amends.

The hetman of Dondril is dead, %PCRank. I don't think the chapel of Roa Dyr has any use for you.

The good people of Dondril need our support if we can provide it.

Hard to envision a job more botched, %PCRank. You've been sent on a simple delivery of potions and arrive with the news of the hetman's death? Frankly, I don't think the chapelry of Roa Dyr has any use for the likes of you.

I wanted to send you on a simple delivery of potions, but I have news that the hetman of Dondril is dead and it's your fault. Frankly, I don't think the chapelry of Roa Dyr has any use for the likes of you.

Good work. I trust the hetman appreciated Lord Ilvi's words and his kindness. Here -- this is for you. Our alchemists have finished another batch of potions, so I figured they might be of some use to you on your upcoming missions.

Take the potions and the letter to Hetman Varo. If you've misplaced the potions, the gold to replace them shall come from your own pocket.

We must make sure the Velothi of our garden don't forget we support them in all the ways, be they large or small. Deliver these potions to the village of Dondril. Hetman Varo shall distribute the potions to those in need. And while you're there, Lord Ilvi would also appreciate if you could relay his words of wisdom to the good hetman. Here -- take this letter and give it to him along with the potions.

The people of Dondril don't have it easy. The temptation of the embrace of the Dragon, luring them into the stolen city of Khalaan, grows stronger by the day. But Roa Dyr shall always be here to support all of its flock, and one day, we shall return to the city of Khalaan as its rightful masters again.

Is Lord Ilvi sending us aid? Almsivi be praised. The hetman is waiting for you in his house.