This is for Drolora? That is interesting. I suddenly have a very keen interest in poetry. Thank you for bringing this to me directly, %PCName. I trust this payment will suffice? Now, if you'll excuse me, there is more pressing business that requires my attention.

Get to the point. Why are you wasting my precious time?

What are you talking about? What poem? I have no patience for such things.

Thank you for delivering it to me.

[%Name reads the poem.] Dolvys, that fool! He's going to just give up on our future together, after all those things he said? All those stupid poems? By Azura... my father must have really gotten to him. Well, thanks for delivering this to me, %PCName. I know it was not easy. Here, take this. I suppose I cannot blame Dolvys, but I am not afraid of my father. It is time to take action. Please, %PCName, will you help me escape the plantation?

Well, go find it, %PCName! I cannot bear to wait any longer.

Yes, poetry is the preferred method of communication for Dolvys Teloth. He's a very sensitive soul, which is more than I can say about any of the Hlaalu suitors who have approached me. But enough about that, %PCName. Hand over the poem already!

I've written Drolora Oran a poem to let her know that I will never forget about her. I hope you'll be able to deliver it, %PCName. I'm afraid I don't have much to offer you, as my family is not particularly wealthy. Drolora may be able to compensate you, though. Once you give her the poem.