Author: Mishell

SADRITH MORA - TEL NAGA
UPPER TOWER

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Vares Reram
"That was such an odd book.  I must read it again."
"How these people keep getting promoted I'll never know..."

Neloth
"I will get it back what's mine; mark my words."
"I've had enough of this idiocy."
"Let Gothren think himself victorious, if it will shut him up."
"Only the research matters."
"Something doesn't feel right.  I should check on my collection."

Endar Drenim

"Those bells again... always the bells..."
"Shhhh... I'm trying to think."

Engaer

"He thinks I've forgotten.  But he is very much mistaken."
"Outlaw?  Ha.  I'm above the law."

Ivramie Sarandas
"I suppose I'll just wait here then."
"Master Neloth?  Pardon me...  Master Neloth?"

DIALOGUES

Ivramie:  Pardon me, sera.  Do you know if Master Neloth needs any help with anything?
Endar:  Why don't you ask him, and see where that gets you.
Ivramie:  But I -- yes, sera.

Ivramie:  Excuse me, sera.  I'm a nightblade looking for some work.
Vares: Ask the Bosmer.
Ivramie: Is he of House Telvanni?
Vares: More so than you, to be sure.

Ivramie: Excuse me, sera, can you ask Master Neloth if he might have any work for a nightblade?
Endar:  Ask Vares.
Ivramie: Which one is Vares?
Endar:  Hush.

Engaer:  You and I need to talk, Vares.
Vares: Is that so?
Engaer:  You know that task was given specifically to me.
Vares: Then you should have completed it more efficiently.
Engaer:  Damn you to Oblivion.

Endar:  The Golden Eye blessed me while I slept.
Neloth: Tell me what you saw.
Endar:  It was vague, but... I think we should not linger here for more than another century. Two at most.
Neloth:  Damn it all.  Start making preparations.
Endar:  Yes, that would be wise.

Neloth:  Vares, do you have any leads on the Oghma Infinium?
Vares:  Not yet, Master.
Neloth:  You are utterly useless.

GREAT HALL

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Drodos Galen
"Master Neloth is in a strange humor today."
"Am I shrinking, or are these clothes getting larger?"

Galmir
"I saw that."
"How long is this going to go on?"
"I'm not letting her out of my sight."

Nartise Arobar
"Why me?  Why not Gandosa?"
"This is so unfair."

Rerynea Salas
"What I wouldn't give for a decent bath."
"Maddening.  Just maddening."
"I deserve so much better than this."

DIALOGUES

Rerynea:  What do you do, exactly?
Drodos:  I'm a sorcerer.
Rerynea:  How did you become associated with House Telvanni?
Drodos:  By birth, of course.  You are no longer in Cyrodiil, muthsera.

Rerynea: I can't believe how difficult the House is making this.   
Drodos:  Did you try speaking to the Mouths in the Council Hall?
Rerynea: Yes, but they asked me to do things that were utterly beneath me.
Drodos:  Your accomplishments elsewhere mean nothing to them.  You must start over here.
Rerynea:  It's so frustrating.  

Rerynea:  What's that girl's story?
Drodos:  She's a hostage.  Redoran Councilor's daughter, I think.
Rerynea:  Is that kind of thing common?
Drodos:  More than you would imagine.

Nartise: Can I at least have something decent to wear?
Galmir:  Shut up, Redoran scum.

Nartise:  You think this will get you into the House?  You're wrong.  When they no longer need you they'll throw you away.  House Telvanni has no honor.
Galmir:  One more word and I will use you for target practice.

GENERAL QUARTERS

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Faldan
"I wonder if I'll ever get used to the smell..."
"My elbow is acting up again."

Berengeval
"All quiet, for now."
"It feels warm... almost as though it were alive."

Savesea
"Ugh.  What is the matter with me."
"My hem is fraying already.  Must find a new tailor."

Vanel Serven
"Brilliant."
"I still can't believe I got away with it."

DIALOGUES

Berengeval:  You there.  We're overdue for a perimeter check.
Faldan:  Do it yourself.  I'm not one of your hireling guards.
Berengeval:  My apologies, sera.
Faldan:  Why Neloth puts so much trust in a retainer, I'll never know.

Savesea:  Berengeval, darling, can I borrow the key to the treasury?
Berengeval:  You'll have to clear that with Master Neloth.
Savesea:  Surely he trusts such a skilled and clever man to make a few decisions on his own.
Berengeval:  Your charms don't work on me, Dunmer.
Savesea:  Rot in Oblivion, sap-sucker.

Vanel:  I discovered something interesting last night, Sav.
Savesea: Do tell.
Vanel:  If I sleep with my head facing the mountain, my magicka replenishes faster.
Savesea:  Why were you sleeping with your head toward the foot of the bed to begin with?
Vanel:  If I told you, you'd blush like a Breton.

Savesea:  My enchanting has gotten quite good lately, thanks to Galar.
Vanel:  I admire your patience.  I gave up on enchanting long ago.
Savesea:  I'm never one to give up, even when I probably should.
Vanel:   Something the matter, Sav?
Savesea:  Nothing, I'm fine.

(with Engaer from Upper Tower)
Faldan:  The Fighters' Guild has a bounty on your head.
Engaer:  Good.  That means I'm doing something right.
Faldan:  Please be careful.  I'd be miserable here without you.
Engaer:  What are you, my wife?  Get a grip, man.