Well, seeing as you asked so nicely, I will visit him. But only occasionally. And not for very long. And maybe with some Silence scrolls... Lara Filmona Disposition ≥ 80
[She guffaws] That buffoon?! Hah! His muse? What rubbish. He may have thought so, but if I was, I'd hate to see what his poetry would be like without my influence. I hope he hasn't inflicted any upon you. In fact, that's the reason I left Port Telvannis. I couldn't step outside without him constantly serenading me everywhere I went. And the poetry... ugh. Lara Filmona
Lara Filmona? She's somewhere around here. It can't be too much trouble for you to find her, surely? Gah Sadrith, Market
An Imperial girl with red hair in a ponytail, who used to hang around here a lot? You must mean Lara Filmona. Why, she moved to Gah Sadrith a few weeks ago. That's on an island due south of here. Port Telvannis, The Lost Crab Tavern
An Imperial girl with red hair in a ponytail, who used to hang around at the Lost Crab a lot? You must mean Lara Filmona. Why, she moved to Gah Sadrith a few weeks ago. That's on an island due south of here. Port Telvannis
You convinced her to visit me? Oh, glorious day! Bartender, a drink for my friend here! I feel inspired already! Oh, a %PCRace, strong and brave, did seek throughout the land, The maiden so fair and strong of heart a Daedra'd stay his hand, 'Pon envisioning her countenance, so fair, And simply stand, stop and stare. The bold %PCRace did walk through strife and find that pretty maid... Liam
You convinced her to visit me? Oh, glorious day! Bartender, a drink for my friend here! I feel inspired already! Oh, an %PCRace, strong and brave, did seek throughout the land, The maiden so fair and strong of heart a Daedra'd stay his hand, 'Pon envisioning her countenance, so fair, And simply stand, stop and stare. The bold %PCRace did walk through strife and find that pretty maid... Liam
What, so she really hated my poetry? I find your claim unbelievable, %PCName. You clearly just couldn't find her and decided to make this up as an excuse. I don't begrudge you that, but I have nothing more to discuss with you. Liam
Very well. Ahem. A beautiful maid from Cyrod did hail, Compared to her beauty all others did pale, This maiden so sweet, this maiden so fair, In the style of the tail of a horse was her hair, 'Twas red as a rose, entwined 'pon her head, And I lust for the day when she'll take me to bed. Beautiful yet bawdy, no? And so was she, but now she's gone. Please try and find her, %PCName. It means so much to me. Liam
Indeed, good friend, indeed. She was forced to leave Port Telvannis through circumstances beyond our control, and I would give anything were someone to bring her back to me. Alas, I do not even remember her name. Say, shall I describe her to you, so that you may initiate a search? Liam