It's a pleasure doing business with you.

Of course.

You've already got your potion. What else do you need?

You already got your potion. Don't tell me you've lost it? I can brew you another one, but it'll cost you 200 drakes.

Alright, I'll do it, but only because it was you that asked. Just tell Llandora that I can't keep making her free potions forever.

Absolutely not.

As you will. But you'll also have to pay for the cost of the potion. It's 500 drakes in total.

Indeed.

Did I hear that right, my dear Llandora Falavel of Almas Thirr wants me to make something for her again? I'm all for charity, but she should settle her 300 drake debt first. Oh, did she fail to mention that part? How interesting. What do you plan to do now?

Are you out of your mind?! I didn't exactly like the s'wit, but I sure didn't ask you to murder him! Get away from me!

I didn't ask you to murder anyone! Get away from me!

Seems like Raleth found out about my plan. Now he's telling every fetcher who will listen I wanted to poison him. I wonder what lying outlander s'wit spouted that nonsense! What a big joke! Well, do you see me laughing right now? Just, get out of here! Get out!

Thank you again, %PCName. It's a shame about Raleth, but at least I can sleep soundly again.

There you are, %PCName. Thankfully I've been sleeping wonderfully since I gave Raleth that potion. He doesn't snore a peep at night anymore. Unfortunately, Narusya made it a little too strong, and now Raleth has a bit of trouble making, well, any sounds at all. We'll see if he can be fixed, but enough about that. As I promised, here's your reward. I bought some potions from Galran Darvu in the waistworks to aid you during your travels. It's not much, but I hope they can make a difference.

I haven't slipped Raleth that potion yet, and, as I'm sure you're concerned, don't have your reward either. Come back tomorrow.

Oh, heavens bless you, %PCName! I never imagined I could feel such relief in my life. I'm sure this will do just the trick. Now all I need is to catch Raleth boozing himself at an opportune time. Come back tomorrow and we'll see how it worked out. I'll have your reward ready by then.

I'll wait, just please don't make it too long. I have no idea how much longer I -- or he -- will last without a good night's sleep.

Do you have the potion of silence?

She told you that I owed her 300 drakes?! Now, even if that was the case, can't you see I'm really struggling here? I know I'm asking a lot here, but please, try and settle this with Narusya. I promise I can pay you back later!

I need you to go to visit the alchemist Narusya in Old Ebonheart for a special potion of silence. We're old friends, so she should be willing to brew one for me pro bono.

Finally. Thank you, %PCName. I need you to get me a special potion of silence, but it probably wouldn't be wise to approach any of the local alchemists. There's an alchemist named Narusya in Old Ebonheart. We're old friends. Ask her to brew you one and bring it back to me. I'll handle the rest. I know it sounds extreme, but I've tried everything: spells, scrolls, incantations, you name it. I'm no cruel witch; trust me when I say this is my last resort.

Of course not. Saints guide me, will no one rid me of this meddlesome drunk?!

I have this neighbor, Raleth Hlasur. He used to be a mercenary, but now he's just a terrible drunkard. Every night before he goes to sleep, he downs a bottle of the cheapest, foulest liquor you can imagine. And when he sleeps, he makes a noise like mating guars. That unbearable snoring drives me crazy! I haven't been able to get a good night's sleep since I moved here. If only I could mix a potion of silence into his booze, maybe he'd finally sleep through the night without making a sound. Could you help?