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Squire Caw
Location Player Housing
Species Crow
Health 39959
Reaction Friendly
Other Information
Faction(s) Blackfeather Court
Squire Caw

Squire Caw is a Crow houseguest associated with the Blackfeather Court. He was available in the Crown Store for 025002,500 Crowns from October 28 through November 4, 2021.

OccurrencesEdit

Appearances: 3

  • Crown Store — October 28, 2021 - November 4, 2021
  • Crown Store — Witches Festival in October 2022 (discounted for members)
  • Crown Store — Witches Festival in October 2023 (discounted for members)

FurnishingEdit

Is your home bedecked in shiny treasures? Did you leave carrion out in the sun? Regardless, Blackfeather Court's most nettlesome squire noticed! After adding Squire Caw to your home, you can set him on a path, plus you and your visitors can speak with him.
 
Squire Caw
Squire Caw
Furnishing
Type Houseguest
Acquired From Crown Store
Price 025002,500  
020002,000   Discounted
Availability October 28, 2021 - November 4, 2021

Squire Caw can be placed in a house as a Furnishing, and counts within the Special Collectibles item count. After placing Squire Caw in your home, he can be set on a path and interacted with.

DialogueEdit

When you speak to him, he will say one of the following:

"Greetings, stork-legged giant! Yes, this nest is a fitting place for me to train. A crucible from which will rise Sir Caw—Gallant Knight of Pinfeathers!"
"Our exalted Duke of Crows would judge this place … adequate. It needs more that glistens and gleams, featherless. Much more!"
"Only the proudest champions of the Blackfeather Court rise to knighthood. What I need is a quest. Yes! A grand adventure! What should I seek? An ogre's eye? A Hagraven's mole-hair? No, no, those won't do.
Wait! I have it! A pewter spoon! Yes!"
"I demand food, featherless! Carrion for feasting! Decaying flesh to savor and enjoy!
Our proud Knight of Marrow once told me, "Eat the entrails first. They dry the fastest." I bet you don't even eat entrails! Feh! More for me!"
"What is that shiny thing your wobbling, fat-legged knights wear upon their heads? A helm, yes? Perhaps I just need one of those to become a knight.
Yes! And the larger the better! Just think of how many rat carcasses I could fit in there!"
"Unflinching bravery? Yes. Svelte yet powerful physique? Check. Gentility befitting the Court? Absolutely!
What else must a crow do to become a knight, featherless? Kill a bear, maybe? Find me a bear that I might slay it!"
"People call us Daedra! Can you imagine? Daedra … feh. Like the Blackfeather Court has anything in common with that rabble! Do those ugly, toddler-sized Banekin have knights and ladies? I think not!"
"Being a squire is hard work. We polish our knights' talons, organize their piles of shinies ….
When I finally earn my knighthood, I'll treat my ward with nothing but respect. Until they step out of line. Then I'll really let them have it!"
"The Blackfeather Court's Code of Chivalry demands that you give me five of your shiniest treasures, featherless. Demands!
Why do you scowl? I don't make the rules. If you have a complaint, take it up with the Duke of Crows!"
"I pity your lack of a beak, featherless. No weapon can match its glossy elegance! I can try to teach you to fight with that soft face of yours, but be prepared to lose an eye!"
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"The crows of Tamriel are a peculiar bunch. They just stare, and stare, and stare. Why do they not speak? Speak!
I'm not sure what they're plotting, but the Blackfeather Court is not easily outwitted!"
"The greatest knights have lords and ladies to woo. Woo! I tried to earn the affections of Lady Corngizzard, but she said she would only consider it if I was the last crow on Nirn.
Do you suppose she wants me to murder everyone? Ambitious!"
"The surest path to knighthood is the performance of great deeds. You are a doer of such deeds, correct? Maybe you can train me to kill a Dragon.
How hard can it be? You wingless peasants do it all the time, right?"
"The Duke of Crows once told me, "Squire Caw, you don't have the brains of an inbred vole."
I don't mean to speak ill of the Duke, but that's unfair! I brought him the brains of at least twenty voles. How am I supposed to know if they're inbred?"

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