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Skyrim:Belchimac

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Belchimac
(RefID: 00019934)
Home Town Karthwasten
Location Karthwasten Miner's Barracks
Race Breton Gender Male
Level 6 Class Miner
RefID 00019934 BaseID 00013B6B
Other Information
Health 91 Magicka 67
Stamina 67
Primary Skills Alchemy, Conjuration
Morality No Crime Aggression Unaggressive
Faction(s) CrimeFactionReach; JobMinerFaction; KarthwastenMinersBarracksFaction; TownKarthwastenFaction
Belchimac

Belchimac is a Breton miner who lives and works in Karthwasten.

He sleeps in Karthwasten Miner's Barracks from midnight to 8am, and works in Sanuarach Mine between 8am and 8pm. He spends the rest of the evening relaxing in the barracks.

He wears a set of miner's clothes and a pair of boots, and is equipped with a pickaxe. He carries a key to the miner's barracks and a selection of lower-class loot and gold.

Related QuestsEdit

Quest-Related EventsEdit

The Heart of DibellaEdit

When asked if he knows where a young girl who lives here is:

I'm looking for a young girl who lives around here.
"Yeah, we're all looking for something."

DialogueEdit

Before you reopen the mines, he'll be depressed, saying:

"The good mine is closed and the other mine has no ore. Gods have cursed me."

He'll keep his attitude when they're open:

"Sauranach [sic] mine is open again. How am I supposed to handle all this work?"

ConversationsEdit

He can often be seen talking to other miners:

Enmon: "When are those Silver-Blood men going to leave?"
Belchimac: "Never. They've shut us down forever, Enmon. The Divines have abandoned us."

Belchimac: "We're doomed. The mine is going to stay closed, and we'll up be carted of to Cidhna Mine as slaves."
Enmon: "Only criminals get sent to Cidhna Mine. They're not going to send us there."
Belchimac: "Oh, they'll find some way to send us there. It'll be just my luck."

Belchimac: "Damn Nords. Always getting in the way of us honest folk."
Ragnar: "What did you say? You lazy coward, I'll cut your throat."
Belchimac: "Nothing, Ragnar. Please... don't hurt me."
Ragnar: "I... I'm sorry, Belchimac. I didn't mean that."

Ragnar: "You're always talking about the Forsworn. You aren't thinking of joining them, are you?"
Belchimac: "Maybe I will. What do you think about that?"
Ragnar: "I'm warning you. Those people are killers. You'd never last a day with them."

Belchimac: "I don't like bunking with Orcs. It's not... clean."
Lash: "If you want me to leave, you could challenge me to a fight. I promise to stop once you've lost an arm."
Belchimac: "What I meant to say was... I love having an Orc here in the barracks. They're so... pleasant."

Lash: "Why do your people claim the Reach is theirs? The Orcs have been in these lands just as long."
Belchimac: "You wouldn't understand, Lash. Your people aren't smart enough for politics."
Lash: "Is that so? I'll remember that next time we're in the mine tunnels... alone."
Belchimac: "Did... did I say you weren't smart? I meant to say that I'm not smart, Lash. I'm just not smart enough to answer your questions."