Author: Mishell

VOS

VARO TRADEHOUSE

SOLO LINES

Burcanius 
"Telvanni hirelings drink free tomorrow.  Tell your friends."

Ferise
"Feel free to look over my selection of spells.  I've something to interest everyone."
"Please drink moderately; we run a civilized establishment."

Hairan Mannanalit
"Those who live by the sword would do well to heed my advice."

Smokey
"I have such a bad feeling about this."

DIALOGUES

Smokey:  I hear there are Dwemer ruins nearby.
Burcanius:  Yes, not far at all.  Due west, in the shadow of the mountains.

Ferise:  Really, Burc.  Must you hover over the customers so?
Burcanius: Imperials call that "service," my dear.
Ferise:  Well, Dunmer call it hovering.  If they need something they will fetch you.
Burcanius:  Fair enough.

Smokey: Do you have any advice for approaching the Telvanni?
Burcanius: Yes.  Don't.

Burcanius:  Did you ever put in that brandy order to Cheydinhal, my dear?
Ferise:  Yesterday, not ten minutes after you asked.
Burcanius:  This is why I adore you.
Ferise:  (Pleased) Don't be ridiculous.

Burcanius:  Do you find much work here?  We mostly seem to attract mages.
Hairan:  Ah, but the warriors who do come are grateful to find one who appreciates their skill.
Burcanius: And gratitude makes them generous with their coin?
Hairan: Generous enough.  I require little.  To teach is my honor.

VOS CHAPEL

SOLO LINES

Eldrilu Dalen
"Magic's possibilities are endless."

Yakin Bael
"So much suffering... why?"

DIALOGUES

Eldrilu:  You seemed very drained, after that last healing.
Yakin:  It didn't tax my skills, only my heart.  It wasn't right, what was done to that boy.
Eldrilu:  People can be cruel.  But Almsivi will always protect the virtuous.

Yakin: We need a shrine, to attract more pilgrims.
Eldrilu:  We need no such thing.  We have the finest healer in Morrowind.
Yakin:  I feel I should deny that.  Modesty is a virtue, is it not?
Eldrilu:  Yes, but so is honesty.  You are beloved of Almsivi.  Everyone knows this.

OUTSIDE

SOLO LINES

Sedyni Veran
"Sadrith Mora, Tel Mora, Tel Aruhn.  Fast and cheap, one-way only."

Sur Surishpi
"Where is he?  I thought he'd be here an hour ago."

Yan Assinabi
(in Dunmeri)  "What ugly clothes."

Dreynos Elvul
"Ugh, it itches now.  Damn that beast to Oblivion..."

Ienasa Radas
"The wind smells so fresh when it blows in off the fields."

Ulvil Llothas
"Well, well."  (chuckles to himself)

DIALOGUES

Yan:  That tower is hideous.
Sedyni:  I like it.  It's a perfect symbol of what the Empire is doing to Morrowind and vice versa.

Yan: You're new to the Grazelands, aren't you?
Sur: What makes you say that?
Yan: Your sense of urgency.  Don't worry, that will fade.

Sur:  I'm beginning to understand why most of the Telvanni live on islands.
Sedyni:  Were you talking to me?
Sur:  I suppose not.

Dreynos: Does this shalk burn look infected to you?
Ulvil: I'm not a healer, but I'm fairly sure green is bad.

Ienasa:  Tel Mora's just east across the water, right?
Ulvil:  Yes.  The Endeavor can take you there.  Down at the docks.  Fairly cheap.
Ienasa:  I don't need to go just now, but thank you.

Dreynos:  If nowhere had a middle, this would be it.
Ienasa:  It's not that bad.
Dreynos:  You don't travel much, do you?

Dreynos:  What is Master Aryon thinking lately?
Ulvil:  No idea.  He's trying to fix what isn't broken.
Dreynos:  If he keeps it up, someone's going to fix him.

Ulvil: Do you want to go with me to the Dwemer museum?
Ienasa:  Oh, that's a very nice offer, but no thank you.  That place unnerves me.
Ulvil:  Truly?  You don't strike me as easily frightened.
Ienasa:  I said 'unnerved,' not frightened.  But all the same, I think I'll pass.

MISC. FARMHOUSES (Plus nearby "outside" people)

SOLO LINES

Fanisea Irano
"Almsivi preserve us."
Mandyn Ralas
"Mm hm."

Maela Kaushad
(in Dunmeri) "I am too old for foolishness."

Menus Felas
"Nice, quiet day today."

Runethyne Andas
"Early to bed, early to rise."

Thilse Aralas
"Where did I leave that knife?"

Trilam Drolnor
"All right.  What now?"

DIALOGUES

Dreynos:  I saw a Daedra wandering around my wickwheat field last week.
Trilam:  You don't say!  What did you do?
Dreynos: What do you think I did?  I ran like a nix-hound.
Trilam:  Tribunal preserve us.  

Menus:  There's going to be a great deal of rain this week.
Mandyn: Mm hm.
Menus:  I can tell by the way  my leg aches.
Mandyn:  Mm hm.
Menus:  You're not listening to a word I'm saying, are you.
Mandyn:  Mm hm.

Runethyne:  How's that rash?
Thilse: I think it's getting better.
Runethyne:  You should stop by the temple, have Yakin look at it.  He can cure anything.
Thilse: While Eldrilu lectures me about my sins.  No thank you.

Fanisea: What was that loud banging at your house last night?  Is everything all right?
Ierasa: You heard that?  I'm so sorry.  I was trying to scare a rat.
Fanisea: I hope you didn't scare it into my house.
Ierasa: No,  I ended up killing the damned thing.
Fanisea:  Good for you!

Maela: You have a pure heart, young man.  I can see it.
Ulvil: I'm not that young, Wise Woman, but thank you.
Maela:  Bah, you are all young, to me.