So close, yet so far.

You have the Ebony Scale, %pcname. Treasure it. I could've claimed it myself back in my fighting days, but I suppose it wasn't meant to be.

It was disappointing to see Adryn lose it like that. I watched him rise up through the ranks. Before he started working for the Duke, and his name was dragged through the muck, he was the city's darling, and he loved the city back. Seeing the crowd turn against him like that must have pushed him over the edge. Ah, but this is your big day, not his. Here's the scale. And since Adryn's sword wasn't his to begin with, you can have it as well.

That was... decisive. I don't think anyone saw what happened. One moment Adryn was standing, the next he wasn't. Here's the Ebony Scale and his dai-katana. You've earned them.

Didn't you hear the crowd? Adryn is still up there, and he doesn't seem pleased. You should go back up and see what he's doing.

Didn't you hear the crowd? Adryn is still up there, and he doesn't seem pleased. You should go back up and see what he's doing.

Get up there and show the city what you can do.

Well, now that Selar died just before you could challenge him for the Ebony Scale, I guess that's the end of your aspirations for the title. Or your career in general, really. You're gone. And you only have yourself to blame.

Go and do what you have to do. You don't want to disappoint.

Adryn will meet you in the Pit. Get up there and show the city what you can do.

This is it, gladiator. The Ebony Scale. All of Narsis is watching. Are you ready?

A fluke. Nothing more.

A fluke. Don't mock your betters, wretch.

I look forward to watching you lose to my champion.

You want me to order my bodyguard to duel you? You're the Nerevarine. One of the greatest heroes Morrowind has ever known. If my champion defeats you... Yes, I accept your challenge. Selar Adryn will meet you in the Arena.

You want me to order my bodyguard to duel you? You hold a seat on the Hlaalu council, do you not? If my champion were to defeat you, that would surely... yes, I accept your offer. Selar Adryn will see you in the pit.

You want me to order my bodyguard to duel you? Well, I've heard many people sing your praises. If my champion defeats you... Yes, I accept your challenge. Selar Adryn will meet you in the Arena.

Since we're friends, I'll speak plainly with you. It is Selar Adlyn's reputation, as much as it is his skill, that protects me from assailants and assassins. Therefore, I wish for him to fight only those battles which will make his reputation grow, and pose no risk of diminishing it. If you were more famous, or you held a position of high influence in House Hlaalu -- or if you were, I don't know, a fabled hero of destiny -- then, and only then, would I consent to this fight.

You want me to order my bodyguard to duel you? Why on Nirn would I do that? Your proposal is all risk and no reward. I don't know who you are. If my champion wins, I gain nothing. If he loses the title, he'll become useless to me. There's plenty of skilled fighters to go around, but there's just one champion of the Narsis Arena. So, no. The answer is no, I'm afraid.

Duke Fethas ordered it, huh? Fine. Let's get it over with.

I refuse your challenge. The only one who could command me to is the Duke, and he has no reason to listen to you.

You want to challenge me for my title, outlander? To be honest... since the Duke passed, my future's been uncertain. I might have to go back to the Arena just to put food on the table. Now's as good a time to start as any. Fine. Let's get this over with.

You want to challenge me for my title, outlander? No. I refuse. The city doesn't have any love for me left. My reputation is gone. All I have left is the title and the Scale. I won't risk losing them. I'll only do it if I have to, and the only person who can order me around is the Duke. Good luck convincing him, though. He'll listen to you the same as he listens to everyone. Not at all.

You want to challenge me for my title, outlander? No, I don't think so. Even with the Duke dead, I have all I could want here at Riverkeep. I'm not going to risk my title fighting someone I barely know.

You want to challenge me for my title, outlander? No. I refuse. I won't do it unless I have to, and the only person who can order me to is the Duke. Good luck convincing him, though. He'll listen to you the same as he listens to everybody. Not at all.

Do you wish to duel Selar Adryn? Good luck. The Duke doesn't like letting him leave his side. Not for the protection, oh no -- he simply enjoys having somebody famous around.

He's emboldened the Duke. If anybody threatens or taunts him, he threatens to challenge them to a duel with Selar as his champion. That usually shuts them up fast.

I can't arrange this title match for you. You'll have to challenge Selar Adryn yourself at Riverkeep.

Selar Adryn, Duke Fethas Hlaalu's bodyguard, had the Ebony Scale. With his death, what's going to happen to it is up in the air.

Selar Adryn is the current holder of the Ebony Scale. He works as a bodyguard for the Duke Fethas Hlaalu. Because of that, I can't just arrange this fight for you. You'll have to go to Riverkeep and challenge Adryn for his title yourself. Let's hope he'll listen this time.

Selar Adryn is the current holder of the Ebony Scale. He claimed it from Nalar Othreleth, known as the Stormlord, who won it after that fool Atran Oran gave it up to focus on politicking. Adryn hasn't fought in the Arena since he cozied up to the Duke in Riverkeep. Nothing but a coward, if you ask me. It's easy to keep hold of the title if you'll just make sure that your benefactor will just block all challengers.

That was a fight for the history books, champion.

I'll try to keep the audience calm. Selar always had a volatile personality, and he put a lot of stock into what the fans thought of him. If they get too rowdy, things might go poorly.

Selar Adryn, Duke Fethas Hlaalu's bodyguard, has the Ebony Scale. He hasn't fought here in a long time. Speaking frankly, I prefer it that way. Selar gets a lot of flak for his association with the Duke, and he always had a volatile personality. A comeback might go poorly.

He stands at the Duke's left arm, and I at the right.

Yes, I have the Ebony Scale. Were you looking for career advice? You might want to ask someone else. I haven't been to the Arena in years.

Yes, yes. I have it. Were you looking for an autograph or something? Talk to me when I'm off-duty.

I remember the day Selar Adryn claimed the Ebony Scale from the Stormlord Nalar Othreleth. Afterwards, Othreleth retired and gave Selar Adryn his sword. Big ebony katana crackling with lightning. The two were friends, I think.

How's that looking on your mantle, champion?

That's you! Could I have an autograph?

Selar Adryn has the Ebony Scale. He hasn't fought in the Arena in a long time.

Everybody I know is rooting for you to win, %pcname. Nobody likes Selar Adryn or his boss. It'll be good to see somebody take them both down a peg.

Is it true you that you mean to claim it for yourself? I hope so. Nobody likes Selar Adryn or his boss. It'll be good to see somebody take them both down a peg.

Selar Adryn has the Ebony Scale, but he thinks he's too good to fight here. He prefers to party with the Duke in Riverkeep.

So you're the new Ebony Scale? Hmph. Sometimes I feel the temptation to pick up the axe again and make my return to the pit. But alas. To be young again...