Now nothing can be done for him.

Thank you for resolving this matter, %PCClass.

Very good. Here is the thief's ring, as agreed. You have chosen to trust us in this matter, and for that you have our thanks.

No you do not. You strain our hospitality, outlander. Do not return here until you have retrieved my amulet from that ungrateful traveler.

You strain our hospitality, outlander. Do not return here until you have retrieved my amulet from that ungrateful traveler.

You have returned. Do you have the amulet that this Marcus stole from us?

The deal has not changed. Bring me the amulet and I will give you the ring.

You are more understanding than most. Now go and retrieve my amulet from the Imperial.

You outlanders are all the same. You will not leave this tent alive.

The Imperial has lied to you. We smuggle contraband, not people. When we found him, the fool had wandered between two sulfur geysers and passed out from the fumes. Hannab took pity on the f'lah and we carried him back to the safety of our camp. He repaid our kindness by running away with an amulet of mine. I will give back his ring if he gives back my amulet. Otherwise, I will keep it as punishment for his theft.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Thanks again for your help. I'll gather my bearings and continue my travels shortly.

Excellent! I wish you hadn't made me give up that amulet, but what's done is done. Thank you for your help. Here's some gold for your time.

Thank you so much, %PCName. This means a lot to me. Here's some gold for your trouble, as well as an amulet I swiped from those criminals during my escape. I'm sure you can pawn it for some extra money. Thanks again.

Please get my ring back as soon as possible. I don't want to find out that they packed up and moved camp with it.

You don't actually believe them, do you? Skooma smugglers with hearts of gold? HA! Yes, I did swipe an amulet when I left, but they were scheming to kidnap and sell me! A little compensation was only fair. Even so, I have a duty to keep the family ring in my hands. Here's their blasted amulet. Please trade it for the ring and return to me as soon as possible.

Do you have my ring back yet? I gave you the amulet they wanted, so we shouldn't have any more trouble.

I don't know exactly where the smugglers are, but let me retrace my footsteps. When I left, the sun was rising in the east over a stronghold and shining on an old Dwemer ruin to the south. I hightailed it over a ridge, and after I stumbled down the other side I found myself back on the main road near an abandoned pier. I then followed the road north which led me to where I am now. Hopefully that's enough information to go on.

Thank you so much! I don't know exactly where the smugglers are, but let me retrace my footsteps. When I left, the sun was rising in the east over a stronghold and shining on an old Dwemer ruin to the south. I hightailed it over a ridge, and after I stumbled down the other side I found myself back on the main road near an abandoned pier. I then followed the road north which led me to where I am now. Hopefully that's enough information to go on.

I understand. If you do change your mind, I'll be waiting right here. That ring has been in my family for generations and I'll be damned if I'm the one to lose it.

You do? How strangely expedient. Here's some gold and a trinket for your trouble. It's good to know that brave souls like you are out here keeping us common folk safe.

I was traveling from Darvonis to Marog, but I got lost along the way. Then I was attacked in the wilderness, and I passed out. When I finally came to, I was the tent of a smuggler who was no doubt trying to kidnap me. I made a run for it while she was still asleep, but I forgot to grab my family ring before I left. Could you get it back for me?

The Imperial is dead. Little can be done for him now.

The Imperial is dead. Little can be done for him now.

Honor to you, and safe travels.

Thank you for trusting us, %PCClass.

Sassanibat told me the whole story. That bumbling fool stole from her after she and Hannab saved his life. This must be what passes for Imperial gratitude.

Sassanibat speaks the truth. Your friend would be dinner for a nix-hound or parastylus by now had we not intervened, yet the n'wah rewards our generosity with theft. Pathetic.

Sassanibat can tell you more. She's in her tent.

You should speak with Sassanibat. She's in the other tent.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I don't know what you're talking about.