500 gold... wait. Someone stole the potion! Was that you, outlander?

Glad you do. Nothing is free, least of all when you deal with the Telvanni.

One way or another! Now that's a sound I like!

You will? Come back when you have the money first.

You will? And, you have them? Incredible. Not one, but TWO do-gooders get lost in Telvannis! Who am I to complain, though? Thank you for your custom, outlander.

500 gold. It's custom-made and I didn't set the price. The fool is penniless, but he could help out in a fight and I'd share the... gains with him until he's got the money. But he doesn't want to! It's almost like the only thing they teach them in the Temple is begging for alms. Well, good luck with that.

You have no idea how good it feels for me to talk again. Thank you, outlander. I owe you a great debt. Dralothas Omothran cut my tongue off when I made the mistake of appealing to his conscience. Teris got me the potion, but he demanded the moons for it. I'll steer clear of Telvannis the next time I pilgrim Morrowind; these lands are not for the pious and honest.

You have no idea how good it feels for me to talk again. Thank you, outlander. I owe you a great debt. I'll steer clear of Telvannis the next time I pilgrim Morrowind; these lands are not for the pious and honest.

Ou aave ih? Giiv oo mee?