Beyond Skyrim:Cyrodiil/Marc Dufonte

Marc Dufonte
Location	Random Encounter
Race	Breton	Gender	Male
Level	14	Class	Citizen
RefID	N/A	BaseID	xx0C9A11
Other Information
Health	158	Magicka	93
Stamina	94
Morality	No Crime	Aggression	Unaggressive

Marc Dufonte

Marc Dufonte, a Breton citizen, is a renowned chef, owner of the restaurant Dufonte's Delights and author of The Merits of Shrieking Cheese.

He can be randomly encountered in the wilderness.

He wears Cyrodiilic merchant clothes and a pair of matching boots, and is armed with an iron dagger. He also carries a beef pasty, two portions of steel-blue entoloma, three portions of motherwort and five portions of blueberries.

Dialogue

He will tentatively greet you:

"Ah, hello. I'm Marc Dufonte. I'm a chef. I guess... perhaps you've heard of me? Or are you with the Black Horse Courier?"

Of course I've heard of you.

"Ah. Well. That's good. I suppose. But this life, it's not really... ah... Well, anyway, I guess I'd better be going. Unless you... have another question?"

I have no idea no idea who you are. / Tell me about yourself.

"Ah. Well. I'm a chef, you see. I run a restaurant, Dufonte's Delights, on the road near Lake Rumare, east of the Imperial City."

At this point you can ask him a few questions:

Why are you out here?

"Searching for ingredients, of course! Exotic ingredients. I want to think outside the box. That's how the best dishes are conceived! Those things people always use for alchemy? What if they were used in cooking? So many flavors left unexplored! But, err, I don't want to bore you with all that..."

Tell me about your restaurant.

"When I was young people always told me I had a knack for cooking, even if I was just baking sweetrolls with family. So, I thought it made sense to become a chef and set up my own restaurant. I just wasn't ready for the success it got."

You resent your restaurant's success?

"I... err... well, no. Not quite. I don't resent my restaurant's success, it's just... I never expected it to get this big, this popular. I'm more of a... loner, you know? I just want to make my food, serve it to customers, and earn a living. I never wanted to have the Black Horse Courier constantly interviewing me and asking my opinion on the political climate of Cyrodiil. It's madness."

Newspapers interview you a lot?

"Yes. Well... mainly just the Courier. The others tend to take less of an interest in me. The day the Mudcrab interviews me... I don't look forward to that day."

You dislike the Mudcrab, I take it?

"Dislike the Mudcrab? Is that even the right word? I'm more freaked out by it than anything else. Seriously. Just sit down and read it sometime. Crazy ramblings, nonsensical stuff. It's just... there's something incredibly sinister about it all. I just can't put my finger on it."

You seem a little... timid.

"Yes, I am. I was never really... I never wanted all of this... attention I seem to be getting now."

When leaving conversation he will say:

"You should stop by my restaurant sometime! Dufonte's Delights, east of the Imperial City, beautiful view of Lake Rumare."

Speaking to him again will net you:

"Oh. Hello, again! You must have business with me? Yup. The ingredient-collecting game never ends, evidently."