Beyond Skyrim:Cyrodiil/Olaf Cold-Heart

Olaf Cold-Heart (RefID: xx0C9C25)
Location	The Restful Watchman
Race	Nord	Gender	Male
Level	PC×1 (range=5-40)	Class	Barbarian
RefID	xx0C9C25	BaseID	xx0C9BDB
Other Information
Health	110×?	Magicka	50×?
Stamina	50×?
Class Details	CombatBarbarian
Morality	Any Crime	Aggression	Unaggressive
Faction(s)	CYRBrumaMS11OlafFaction; CYRBrumaRestfulWatchmanFaction; CYRCrimeFactionBruma; CYRJobInnkeeperFaction; CYRJobInnServer; CYRJobMerchantFaction; CYRStormcloakFaction; CYRTownBrumaFaction

Olaf Cold-Heart

Olaf Cold-Heart is a Nord barbarian who will try to enlist your help to find his missing friend.

He only appears once you spend a night at The Restful Watchman and start the related quest.

Olaf initially wears barkeeper clothes and a pair of matching shoes, although he will change into steel armor and steel cuffed boots at the campsite. He is armed with a steel battleaxe and also carries a random selection of gold, lockpicks, rings, food and drink.

Related Quests

• The Courier: Help a son of Skyrim rescue his friend and his important documents.

Quest-Related Events

Once you exit the inn, he will approach you and introduce himself:

"Hail, traveler. I'm Olaf, Olaf Cold-Heart. Silly name was passed down to me from my father... You aren't from Bruma. Did I see you arrive from the north? Are you... did you arrive from Skyrim?"

If you exit conversation and return, he will ask again:

"Are you from Skyrim?"

Yes, I came from Skyrim.

"Ah, this is good news, indeed! We don't get many travelers from my homeland these days. The roads are too dangerous - and the border controls are too tight."

No, I didn't.

"Oh, really? I have to say I'm disappointed, traveler. I was hoping to speak with a fellow countryman! That said... to spend a night at the Restful Watchman... you've got backbone! And you look like you can handle yourself in a scrap."

Either way, he will continue:

"You must be a bit hardier than the usual milk-drinkers I have to deal with! Tell me, are you a mercenary? Or do you fight for a higher cause?"

If you exit conversation and return, he will ask again:

"So? What do you fight for?"

I fight for what I believe in.

"I thought you did. You have that glint in your eye - the look of one who fights for ideals, for lofty causes. Tell me, traveler - if I had a task for you, one that would benefit my people immeasurably, would you help me? Your talents would be... invaluable."

Me? I fight for gold.

"So, you're a sellsword. Hmph. Fair enough. If the honor and glory of a good fight, and the adulation of Skyrim and her people isn't enough... What would you say to fighting for a nice sum of gold?"

My goals are my own.

"Ah! An enigmatic character. One drawn to secrecy, to the shadows. Perhaps you're just the person I've been looking for. Tell me - if I were to offer you a job - a job promisingly gore and glory, but also of the utmost sensitivity - would you be inclined to accept?"

I'm not interested in helping you.

"Bah! Then begone, milk-drinker. Although, if you reconsider... I can always use an extra pair of hands, heh."

Olaf can then be found working in the tavern from 7am to 11pm - catching a one-hour break to eat at 6pm - before going to sleep at midnight. If you eventually speak to him again, he will bemoan his current condition:

"I work for Bentior for room and board. It's not glamorous but it's a living."

"Someday, I wish I could go up north, away from this life..."

"You're back then? I still need an extra pair of hands."

If you decide to sign up, he will explain what's at stake:

All right, what are the details?

"Blood! Honor! Glory to Skyrim and the Nords! And a modest bit of loot, of course. We're going to rescue a good friend of mine. Of course, it may require you to get your hands a little... dirty. If you head east out of Bruma for a ways, you'll find a camp near Sedor, one of those ancient elven ruins. Meet me there. Oh, and, err, here - let me mark it on your map."

He will then relocate to a campsite near Sedor. Once you arrive there, you will be able to unmask him as a Stormcloak who is really after the documents of an Imperial courier. You can decide to either kill him and his three companions, or aid them in entering the ruin and retrieving the papers. On arrival, he will approach you:

"You made it, friend! Am I glad to see you!"

Yeah, I'm here.

"And not a moment too soon. My bootstraps are freezing solid."

Save it. What's the plan?

"Ah! Straight to the point, I see."

Good to see you too, Olaf!

"Ha! Your cheer is refreshing. Makes a change from all those milk-drinkers at the Restful Watchman!"

Either way, he will continue:

"Now you're here, we're finally at full strength. And we're going to need all the strength we can get. The thugs in there are expecting unwelcome guests. It's going to be bloody work. But we'll manage - ha, by the Nine, we're the Sons of Skyrim!"

At this point you can ask him a few questions about his two companions and the mission, as well as pulling him up on his particular choice of words:

Who are these people?

"Oh, just a few of my other friends. They're going to help us hit those bandits, and hit them hard. Don't worry. I'd trust them with my life."

Who, exactly, are we saving?

"A lad I grew up with. An Imperial courier. Caius. Or, at least, his documents."

You don't seem all that concerned about him.

"Not all that concerned...? I'm wearing armor, spilling blood in his name!"

Right. Just so I know who to look out for.

"Anything else?"

Wait... 'Sons of Skyrim'?

"Uh... slip of the tongue, friend. I'm a proud man, a... traditional man."

Are you a Stormcloak?

"No! Of course not! I... no!"

Tell me the truth.

"All right, fine. Yes, I believe that the Stormcloaks are the true sons and daughters of Skyrim. I'm doing this to prove my loyalty and... gods, I'm in over my head, aren't I?"

You fool! I'm a Legionnaire! / I don't like Stormcloaks...

"I... what? I... oh, by the Divines, what have I done? Listen. Please. Just let me live. I'll... go away, I'll... disappear. Just... Please!"

Fine. I'll let you live.

"I... oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! But my friend is still... look for him. Please!"

Time to die.

"You know what? Fine. Have it your way, Imperial dog."

If you chose to spare him, he will immediately lose heart and sprint down the mountain along with his companions. Otherwise, him and his two companions will attack you and fight to the death. Should you instead decide to press ahead or tell him you are also on the Stormcloaks' side, he will be delighted:

I don't care. Let's just finish the mission. / I sympathize with the Stormcloaks. Don't worry.

"Good to see your heart's in the right place, friend. Let's do this!"

All right. Let's get underway.

"Haha! By Shor, this will be a glorious battle! Come on, everyone! Let's get in there and spill some blood!"

With this he will charge towards Sedor with his two fellow Nords in tow. Once you're inside, he will say:

"All right. I don't know what happens to Caius, but we need to keep our eyes peeled. For him, and for his documents. They may be on his person, but the bandits may have seized them and scattered them around. Keep your eyes peeled."

As you battle your way through Sedor, he will comment:

"Brr. This place feels cold, even to me - and I'm used to good Skyrim weather!"

"These elven - what do they call them, Ayleid - ruins... they've always made me uneasy. Set my nose hairs on edge."

"His documents should be here, somewhere..."

"We got what we were looking for. Let's get out of here."

"Don't look at me for directions. I'm not a Whispers mage."

"I think we're getting close. Call it Nord intuition."

Olaf and Caius, reunited

After you discover Caius's corpse, Olaf will quickly search him. Depending on whether you've already recovered all the documents or not, he will say:

"Dead. Not all that surprising. But I think... I think we've found his documents, scattered around the ruin, already."

"Damn it all. His documents aren't here. But I doubt they've gone walkabout - they should still be here in this blasted ruin... somewhere. We'd best keep our eyes peeled. Maybe retrace our steps."

As you near the exit with all the documents, he will call out:

"All right, friend. We've got what we came here for. Now we'd best get out of here. I don't like these ruins. And there may be more bandits returning from the wilds soon."

Once you emerge from the ruins, he will be elated and admit his true purposes:

"We did it! Haha, by the Divines, we did it! That was glorious! And it's all thanks to you, my friend. You certainly have a knack for dealing with bandit scum. And you've even recovered Caius's last delivery. He... was a good friend, for an Imperial. He deserved a fate better than this. But it's better than his reports finding their way back to the Imperials. Hand them over, I'll give you your gold, and then join my brothers and sisters up north."

At this point you can either hand over the documents or try to intimidate or persuade him

Here. Take the documents.

"Thanks, friend. You've helped the cause more than you could ever know. For the Sons of Skyrim!"

You're a weakling. You'd just end up like Caius. (Intimidate)

"I... you have a point, friend."

Are you sure you're not in over your head? (Persuade)

"I... maybe I am. But... I..."

If you succeed, he will walk off with the words:

"Fine. Keep the documents. Take them to my contact, north of here, in Pale Pass - near the Skyrim border. Thank you for your help. Gods guide you, friend."

Should you fail, you can simply state you won't hand them over:

"Ha! No, friend, I'm simply following the path of honor and glory!"

I'm not giving you the documents.

"What?! Why not? They're nothing to you! I won't ask again. Give me the documents, or, or... I'll take them from you!"

At this point, you can still hand over the documents. Alternatively, you can try to intimidate him or call him out for a fight:

Don't threaten me again. Leave, and never return. (Intimidate)

"I... fine, fine. Just don't hurt me!"

If you want them, just try to take them from me.

"I guess we're going to have to do this the hard way. I'm sorry, friend. I wish it hadn't come to this."

If you choose to kill him after this and take the documents to his contact, Ungveir, yourself, he will make clear his disdain for Olaf:

"I'm here to liaise with that jumpy little milk-drinker of a Nord, Olaf. I was told to expect that unblooded whelp, Olaf. I guess my gut feeling about him proved right in the end. You have my thanks - and the gratitude of all true Nords. Here - take the payment Olaf was due. It's the least you deserve for stepping up in place of that milk-drinker."