Skyrim:Hadring

Hadring (RefID: 0002005A)
Location	The Pale
Store	Nightgate Inn
Race	Nord	Gender	Male
Level	4	Class	Warrior
RefID	0002005A	BaseID	00013627
Merchant
Gold	100
Sells	See Nightgate Inn
Buys	Innkeeper (Food, Raw Food)
Other Information
Health	85	Magicka	50
Stamina	60
Primary Skills	One-handed, Two-handed
Class Details	CombatWarrior1H
Morality	No Crime	Aggression	Unaggressive
Voice Type	MaleNord
Faction(s)	CrimeFactionPale; JobInnkeeperFaction; JobMerchantFaction; JobRentRoomFaction; NightgateInnFaction; ServicesNightGateInn

Hadring

Hadring, a Nord warrior, is the proprietor of the Nightgate Inn. He has a tendency to talk too much, which may prove beneficial during the related quests.

Hadring wears barkeeper clothes with a pair of boots. He carries some gold, an iron dagger, and a bottle of ale.

Related Quests

• A False Front: Find and deliver some forged documents to the Stormcloaks.
• Recipe for Disaster: Assume the identity of the famous Gourmet in an effort to assassinate the Emperor.

Dialogue

His greetings:

"Ah, hello there, traveler. Come to the Nightgate for food or lodging?"

"Need a room? Or maybe just some mead?"

"Something I can get for ya?"

"Anything you need, just holler."

When asked about his inn, he replies:

What can you tell me about the inn?

"This old place? Been here forever. Built by my great grandda. Run by him, then all the way up the line to me."

Where can I learn more about magic?

"Seen enough magic in my day to know to stay away from it. I'd stay away from the Jarl's wizard in Dawnstar too. If you wanna be a damn fool, go to the College in Winterhold instead."

Do you get a lot of business?

"Nah, not so much. The odd traveler on the road. But mostly just old Fultheim, come to drink away a lifetime of bad memories, I'd wager. Course there's the Orc. Long-term tenant, that one. For what he pays, I could afford to shut this place down."

Tell me about the Orc.

"Him? Oh... Ah, name's Balablob or Malaclob, one of them funny Orc names. Talks real good, though. Not a savage at all. Said he's a writer. Don't know what kind of job that is, but it must earn him some pretty coin. He's paid up for the next few months. He mostly just hangs about. Goes down to the lake, sometimes samples the stores of wine in the cellar. Man can do whatever he pleases, far as I care."