Oblivion:Eitar

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Eitar
(RefID: 000359C2)
Home City Leyawiin
House Margarte's House
Race Nord Gender Male
Level 10 Class Smith (Trainer)
RefID 000359C2 BaseID 00034E82
Services
Available 8am-8pm weekdays
Training Trainer (Basic)Armorer (Basic) Armorer, Basic
Other Repairs Repairs
Other Information
Health 142 Magicka 42
Responsibility 50 Aggression 5
Faction(s) Owner and Employee of The Dividing Line; Leyawiin; Margarte
Eitar

Eitar is a Nord smith working at The Dividing Line in Leyawiin. He offers repair services, as well as basic training in Armorer, but he doesn't sell anything. He is married to Margarte, who is seemingly annoyed by his hobby; stirring up trouble between the Khajiit and Argonian residents in town.

The marriage seems to be quite dysfunctional, as the couple rarely spends time together and even sleeps in separate beds, on separate floors, in Margarte's big house opposite the Chapel. Eitar sleeps in the upstairs area every night between midnight and 6am and always starts the day with a two-hour breakfast at the Five Claws Lodge. On all weekdays (Morndas to Fredas), his workday at the Dividing Line starts at 8am and he spends the next 12 hours offering his various services to customers. At 8pm, on rainy days, he returns to the house, but if the weather is clear, he ventures outside and takes a two-hour stroll near the store. He always finishes the day at the Five Claws with two-hour snack before bedtime. On weekends, he breaks off his routine quite a bit and never even shows up at work. On Loredas, after his breakfast, he heads home and wanders around on the ground floor all day long, leaving Dividing Line proprietor Tun-Zeeus alone in the store. On Sundas he will do exactly the same, except for a two-hour visit to the Great Chapel of Zenithar at 8am. On both days, at 8pm, he will take his usual weather-dependent walk downtown and finish off the day at the Five Claws. Eitar will never offer any services during weekends, but will be available on all other days from 8am to 8pm.

Eitar wears a lower-class outfit consisting of a blacksmith's apron, huntsman leather pants, and a pair of clogs. He carries the key to Margarte's house, as well as a few pieces of gold.

He seems to be trying to start a riot between the Argonian and Khajiit living in town. When first encountered he may comment that: "I'm Eitar. Say. Did you hear what that Argonian said? What's-his-name? You know who I'm talking about... He said any Argonian can kick any Khajiit's butt to breakfast any day of the week. You believe that? I think he's wrong. I KNOW Khajiit can kick Argonian butt. Any time. Any where. And you can tell everyone I said so." or that "I'm Eitar. Say. Did you hear what that Khajiit said? What's-his-name? You know who I'm talking about... He said any Khajiit can kick any Argonian's butt to breakfast any day of the week. You believe that? I think he's wrong. I KNOW Argonians can kick Khajiit butt. Any time. Any where. And you can tell everyone I said so.", depending on your race and a random chance. When asked about Leyawiin, he will tell most people that: "I think it's a disgrace that Argonians can swagger around Leyawiin, boasting how they whupped this Khajitt [sic] silly, and beat that Khajjit [sic] to a pulp.", although for Argonians he changes that to "I think it's a disgrace that Khajjit [sic] can swagger around Leyawiin, boasting how they whupped this Argonian silly, and beat that Argonian to a pulp."

The other residents of Leyawiin know what he has been getting up to and will ask: "Did you hear Eitar stirring things up again?" or "Have you seen Eitar making trouble again with the Khajiits and Argonians?". Even his wife is getting tired of his antics. When she needs help finding ingredients, she will say in disgust that: "And heavens forfend that my husband, Eitar, devote a few minutes from his all-consuming hobby... stirring up trouble between Khajiits and Argonians, to help me find ingredients"