He starts his day at 7 am and eats breakfast for an hour. He then goes to the office and wanders around or sweeps the floor. At 1 pm, Orthus goes outside to the docks and works until 6 pm. At 6 pm, he goes back into the office to have dinner.
"I know this place looks terrible -- please don't hold it against the Company."
Why is it so run down?"Sad, isn't it? We can't afford to keep the place running since these attacks started. Pirates, you see. Raiding all along the coast, from Hammerfell to Vvardenfell. Only the Shatter-Shields appear safe."
Who are the Shatter-Shields?"A very powerful family in Windhelm. They run a private shipping operation, and would love to have the docks to themselves. Wouldn't surprise me if they were in league with the pirates, somehow."
Do you have any proof of that?"Not yet, no. But perhaps an intrepid person such as yourself could help with that. They have a dark elf who oversees their operations. Suvaris Atheron. She's meticulous to a fault, and keeps a logbook with every transaction she makes. If it were to somehow end up in my hands, I wouldn't argue."
What else can you tell me about these pirates?"They call themselves the "Blood Horkers." They've been around as long as I can remember, but only recently focused on our ships. A dastardly group, but they're more than simple brigands. Shrewd. Clever. Not to be trifled with."
Why not fight back?"Our own security forces are limited, and all the mercenaries are tied up in this ridiculous war. We don't even know their base of operations, and attacking single ships won't really solve the problem."
After finding the logbook:
"If you get me the logbook, I'll have proof of Shatter-Shield's treachery."
I've got the logbook."How did you get it? No, never mind, I probably shouldn't know. I see... it looks like Suvaris has been traveling to Dawnstar to meet with a pirate crew there. Get to Dawnstar and see what you can find out about these rogues. I'd wager they won't be too far from the tavern. Try to find out where their fortress is. The captain, Stig Salt-Plank, has to know something."
After speaking to Stig:
"Let me know when you've learned more about the pirates."
What do you know about Haldyn?"We used to think the pirates had an army of battlemages at their side. As it turns out, it was just one. Haldyn. I've since learned more about him. The most dangerous sort of man -- quick to anger, but patient in exacting vengeance. He also has a fearsome control of Destruction magic. I wish you the best of luck."
After clearing Japhet's Folly:
"Give those pirates what for!"
The pirate haven has been destroyed."I can't express how much easier you've made my job. Maybe Adelaisa will finally ease up, but I expect she won't. Ah, yes, your pay. The Company thanks you for your services. Should we ever be able to help you, stop by."
"I should be back in Windhelm. I've got work to do."
You don't look happy to be here."Is it that obvious? I should take pains to seem more happy. I wouldn't want to upset our host. But the truth of it is, I have a mountain of paperwork back in Windhelm and it's not getting any smaller. I just hope this party doesn't drag on all night."
What brings you to this party?"Ill luck. I'm a busy man and I don't have time for this sort of frivolity. But at the same time, I don't dare refuse an invitation from Elenwen."
I need your help with something."Of course! I mean... assuming you don't want me to kill someone for you. I might have to draw the line there."
I need you to cause a scene. Get everyone's attention for a few minutes."That's it? Sure. Shouldn't be too hard. I usually end up making a fool out of myself without even trying."
Orthus: "Adelaisa, I'm sorry." Adelaisa: "Sorry isn't good enough, Orthus. There's a lot of gold at stake here, and sniveling isn't going to get it back." Orthus: "I've got a top man on the job right now. He should be returning any moment." Adelaisa: "This (Referring to the Dragonborn) must be him, then."
Orthus: "Vittoria! There's someone I'd like you to meet." Vittoria: "It's very nice to meet you. You'll have to excuse Orthus here. He so rarely gets back to civilization. Stuck in Windhelm, poor fellow. Don't worry, Orthus. I'm doing my best to get you reassigned to Solitude." Orthus: "Oh, don't worry about me. I relish the challenge."