Jarl Kolgarth Pine-Beard
"Yes, could you two please leave the room for a few moments? We currently have a guest, and our conversation isn't something you'd want to hear."
Narrator
*Albeit a bit begrudgingly, the two children did nod and run off to one of the upstairs rooms, still laughing a bit.*
Jarl Kolgarth Pine-Beard
"You'll have to forgive them, they are children, it is only natural for them to be energetic and enthusiastic. But anyways, I know that Andral has- or perhaps had- a couple friends around Skyrim who might have seen him. Let's see... There's Nalorn Mazellius, a butcher and a veteran of the Great War who lives in Riften. A poet in Whiterun named Sings-For-Skies, a Saxhleel like yourself. Of course, you could also try speaking to Saverius, Andral's brother. He's been a bit of a shut in since Andral died, but he's a good man."
Speaks-In-Tongues
"They'd provide ideas but nothing solid. Vampires rarely seek out those from their life. Especially ones who would go to their funeral." He says, "One must think like a vampire. It's unlikely to go anywhere population dense, instead likely lingering in a certain area in the wilds."