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Skyrim:Yngvar the Singer

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Yngvar the Singer
(RefID: 000198E5)
Home City Markarth
Location The Treasury House
Race Nord Gender Male
Level PC×1 (range=10-25) Class Barbarian
RefID 000198E5 BaseID 000133C1
Other Information
Health 50+(PC-1)×11.7
Magicka 50
Stamina 50+(PC-1)×3.3
Primary Skills Light Armor, Two-handed, Archery, Block
Morality No Crime Aggression Unaggressive
Essential Yes
Voice Type MaleBrute
Faction(s) CrimeFactionReach; JobHousecarlFaction; MS02VictimsFaction; MarkarthDoubterFaction; MarkarthTreasuryHouseFaction; Sons of Skyrim Government; TownMarkarthFaction
Yngvar the Singer

Yngvar the Singer is a Nord barbarian who lives in Markarth. He claims to be a brute, but is in fact a bard, educated at the Bards College in Solitude. As such, he will gladly provide help with Calcelmo's love problem during The Book of Love. He is appointed housecarl to Thongvor Silver-Blood should the Stormcloaks gain control of the city.

Yngvar wears studded armor along with a pair of hide boots. He carries a key to the Treasury House and a selection of common loot and gold. In combat, he relies on a steel warhammer.

He works for the influential and powerful Silver-Blood family, who own most of Markarth, and is seemingly hired as a personal guard to Thonar Silver-Blood, as he can be found guarding the entrance to the Treasury House every day from 7am to 7pm. He spends his evenings being drunk outside the Silver-Blood Inn, dancing and drinking. At 10pm he enters the Treasury House and wanders around until his bedtime at midnight. The only exception to this routine occurs when Vigilant Tyranus spawns outside the Abandoned House; the nosy Tyranus will seek out an annoyed Yngvar and pester him with questions about the house.

If the Stormcloaks conquer Markarth, Yngvar will be appointed personal housecarl for the new jarl, Thongvor Silver-Blood. As housecarl, there is no more room for drunk dancing, so Yngvar will start his life anew. He will stand next to the throne from 8am to 8pm and will then enjoy a two-hour dinner. At 10pm he heads up to his quarters, the northwestern chamber of the Keep, and sleeps for 10 hours.

Related QuestsEdit


His greetings:

"Outsiders. Pfft."
"Blood and silver, friend. Blood and silver."
"Just turn around and leave the city. That's the smart move."

His housecarl greetings:

"Thongvor's made me his housecarl. Remember, me killing you is legal."
"Keeping this place secure is as simple as breaking a few spines."
"Used to have run-ins with the guards, now they have run-ins with me."

When you talk to him he will ask:

"Bloody enough for you, outsider?"
Excuse me?
"Markarth. Is it bloody enough for you?"
Are you threatening me?
"If I was threatening you, believe me, you'd know it. You outsiders never learn. If the Forsworn don't get you, the guards will throw you in Cidhna Mine to work your fingers off. Think that's water in the river? Blood and silver are what flows through Markarth, friend."
Bloody enough.
"Then turn around and go back where you came. City doesn't need you, doesn't want you. Blood and silver are what flows through Markarth. That's the way it is. That's the way it'll stay."
More blood is always better.
"Then you've found your home, friend. Blood and silver are what flows through Markarth. Welcome."

You can then ask him normal questions:

What do you mean by "blood and silver"?
"It's right there in the name of the most powerful family in Markarth. The Silver-Bloods. They have a whole mine filled with prisoners to dig up silver ore, gets smelted by workers they pay, and they own half the city. I work for them. The inn is named after them. When the guards make an arrest, they check with them first."
I'm looking for work.
"Jarl is who you want to talk to. Always coin to be made killing off some Forsworn in the hills. As long as you don't mind going axe-to-axe with a bunch of Daedra-worshipping savages who practice the dark arts."
You live here in Markarth?
"No. I live in a nice house in Solitude where the air isn't filled with smoke from the silver smelters and golden-haired girls shine my shield. Been here ever since I left the Bards College. Turns out a few muscles earn more gold than a damn lute. The Silver-Bloods pay me, let me crack a few skulls, and keep the guards off my back. That's all I need."


It also means he will have to take part in court business, along with Jarl Thongvor and his slick steward, Reburrus Quintilius:

"Ha! About time we got some more muscle in this city."

Thongvor: "I want word on our campaign against the Imperials."
Reburrus: "I have a few very detailed missives from border patrols, beginning with Fifth Irregulars' reports on the movements of...."
Yngvar: "Oh, Talos's breath, Reberrus [sic]. Skip ahead to the good part."
Reburrus: "Oh, right. Oh, well, things are going well enough. At least, as well as we can hope."
Thongvor: "What does that mean Reberrus [sic]? Are we winning or aren't we?"
Reburrus: "I, uh, I can't tell Thongvor. It's anyone's guess."
Thongvor: "I see. Well, let's continue this discussion later then."

Thongvor: "How goes the trade in and out of the city?"
Reburrus: "Very well, Thongvor. With the Stormcloaks here to help, the Silver-Blood family control nearly every route in and out of the city."
Yngvar: "Except the ones attacked by Forsworn."
Reburrus: "Well yes, of course you had to go and mention that."
Thongvor: "The Forsworn aren't our real concern, defeating the Imperials and making sure we keep control of this city is."
Reburrus: "Yes, Thongvor."

Thongvor: "Reburrus, I need you to draft a letter to Ulfric requesting more men."
Yngvar: "Ha! About time we got some more muscle in this city."
Reburrus: "Thongvor, do you really think that's wise? I mean, King Ulfric is such a busy man, and there are so many areas of Skyrim to protect."
Thongvor: "Whose side are you on, Reburrus? I'm not worried about Skyrim, I'm worried about the Reach. Specifically, the part of the Reach we're standing on."
Reburrus: "Yes, Thongvor. I'll draft the letter immediately."

Quest-Related EventsEdit

The House of HorrorsEdit

Tyranus: "So you don't know anything about this house?"
Yngvar: "No."
Tyranus: "Anyone seen entering or leaving? Any strange lights or unusual noises?"
Yngvar: "It's abandoned and it's always been abandoned."

Yngvar will then leave the Vigilant of Stendarr alone, while shaking his head:

"Don't know what that man expects. House is empty."

The Book of LoveEdit

Yngvar the matchmaker

During the quest The Book of Love, Dinya Balu asks you to fix a few broken hearts in Markarth. As it turns out, Understone Keep wizard Calcelmo is tired of his reclusive life and has cast his eyes on Faleen. Calcelmo's only problem is, he is no good with the ladies. Locate Yngvar who will have a very good idea about what Faleen likes:

I've heard you might know what Faleen likes.
"What? Why, are you... interested?"
I'd rather not say.
"Ah, a secret admirer, eh? Don't worry, I won't tell a soul."
It's not for me. It's for Calcelmo.
"Calcelmo? Is he interested in Faleen? That sly old codger. I should have guessed. Good for him. For the both of them. Between you and me, she could use a bit of warmth. As for what she might like... I didn't tell you this. Faleen likes to act tough, but she really has a soft spot for, of all things, poetry. You know, I took some classes at the Bards College as a youth. Poems come in handy when wooing. There's a poem I once used on an older lady of Rorikstead. I can change it to be about Faleen, if you've got some gold. Are you prepared to receive my golden words?"
I'll buy it. (200 gold)
"Wonderful. I'll write it out so you won't forget it. You should probably just take this directly to Faleen. Wouldn't want the old icebrain stumbling over the words."
That seems like a lot of money.
"Come back when you've got the gold, then."

If you lack the gold, he will say:

"Hmmm. I don't think you've got enough to cover my expenses with Silver-Bloods, much less convince me give [sic] my words away."

If you chose not to tell him about Calcelmo, he will instead say:

"You should probably just let Faleen read it herself. Don't want you stumbling over the words and ruining my flow."

He will then hand you his love poem showing that Yngvar is, in fact, not just a brute.


  • According to the game files, Yngvar was supposed to visit the Silver-Blood Inn and have a brief, but not very polite, conversation with Kleppr:
Kleppr: "Ah, Yngvar, here to sing? You know an employee of the Silver-Blood family is always a guest of honor here."
Yngvar: "Shut it, Kleppr. Thongvor isn't here, so save your kissing up for a Nord who cares."
Kleppr: "Always such a model for decency in these troubled times, Yngvar."