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|Home City||Imperial City, Arena District|
|Health||55 + (6+2.2)x(PC+4), PC=1-16|
|Magicka||75 + 1.5x(PC+4) (max=250)|
|Faction(s)||Arena (Grand Champion Grand Champion); Arena Bloodworks Dwellers; IC Citizens|
Owyn is the Redguard Blademaster in charge of the Arena Bloodworks. He can always be found at the far end of the training room in the Bloodworks. He will stand there day and night without ever eating or sleeping, despite the fact that the Arena is not open at night. If you wish to become an Arena combatant, he is the one that you will need to arrange your fights with. Before each match you will sign up for the fight with Owyn. During this, he will often dispense a few useful tips regarding your upcoming opponents. After their inevitable defeat, you will collect your reward from him (amount detailed in the rightmost column).
- Arena: Battle your way through the ranks to become the "Arena Grand Champion".
According to a crumpled note on the floor (in the corner to the right of where Owyn stands), Branwen is Owyn's illegitimate daughter. However, neither Owyn nor Branwen will talk to you about the subject. To further crush his family life, he once even asked Ysabel Andronicus to marry him. As she puts it, "Would you believe Owyn once asked for my hand in marriage? It's true! Poor bastard was heart-broken when I turned him down. I'm old, not desperate." Owyn himself has a different take on it, preferring to think of it as, "Between you and me? Ysabel is completely in love with me. But I'm just not a one-woman guy. Nope, the life of the bachelor suits me just fine..."
It's clear from the first time you speak with him that Owyn isn't really the friendliest person down in the Bloodworks, as he says, "I don't know who you are friend, but you've got about ten seconds to tell me what you're doing in my Bloodworks before I lop your arms off." His unpleasantness doesn't end there: he will continue each time you see him with "You again, huh? So what is it this time? Better start talkin' before my sword starts swingin'!" and "You haven't run home to momma yet, huh? That's a good sign. So, you ready for a match, or do you just need some information?" If you really need the clarification and ask him about "Owyn", he'll snap, "That's me, genius. Down here, I'm the boss. I don't care if the Emperor's ghost is floating around. In the Bloodworks, he answers to me." He'll describe Ysabel in a similarly charming way: "That's Ysabel Andronicus, crabby old woman who sits over there. She's dear to me, so if you wrong her in any way, I'll rip your damn liver out." He also has a little to say on Gaiden Shinji, founder of the Arena: "The first Arena Blademaster. Best damned warrior that ever lived, served the Order of Diagna. Got killed fighting the Orcs, Azura rest his soul." Don't bother with trying to get any rumors from Owyn in early ranks of the Arena; do so and you'll only receive a rude "I heard a rumor that you're an idiot. Any truth to that?" Later on in the questline, when you have become a Warrior (see chart), he will actually provide rumors. This includes the one regarding his disinterest in Ysabel, the other regarding Agronak gro-Malog: "Agronak is good, yeah. Too good. He says he's only half Orc. What I want to know is, what's the other half? Cause it sure ain't human..."
Rules of Combat Dialogue
Owyn will also be glad to tell you the rules of the game before you step into the Arena (he'll only tell you once, so listen carefully): "You fight for the Blue Team. You fight against the Yellow Team. In order to fight in the Arena you must wear an Arena Battle Raiment. The Battle Raiment covers your entire body. You can use your own helmet, shield, and weapon, so choose those items wisely. The Battle Raiment's already enchanted, so you can't muck with it. But aside from that, anything goes. Magic, stealth... whatever you need to win. You can compete in the Arena any day from 9:00 AM to 9:00 PM. Just come to me, tell me you're ready for a match, and away you'll go. Got it? Good. If you actually manage to win a fight, don't get any ideas about looting your opponent's corpse! That's strictly forbidden!"
Owyn will gladly outline the other details of Bloodworks procedure for you. Specifically, he will inform you that fighting and betting at the same time is not allowed: "Listen, I can't let you fight in a match while you've got a bet down on another combatant. Put your gambling to bed, and then we'll talk!" Trying to schedule a fight after hours results in him saying cursorily, "You might be ready, but the Arena ain't. Matches take place between 9:00 AM and 9:00 PM. Come back later, moron." Higher up in Arena rank, he'll be less abrasive and instead say, "I know, I know! Sometimes I wish we'd run the matches through the night, too! But the Yellow Team needs their beauty sleep! Ha ha ha ha!" While giving you the initial run-down on Arena rules, he'll inform you that there's also a dress code. Show up for a fight without wearing your Raiment (Heavy or Light) and he'll shout, "Ready? You call that ready? You're not even wearing your Battle Raiment! Don't talk to me again until you're suited up, you disrespectful maggot!" Once you've proven yourself to him and advanced enough ranks, his tone will change even if the rules do not and he'll say concernedly, "Um... You're not wearing your Battle Raiment... You all right? You haven't taken too many blows to the head, have you?" If you talk to Owyn again after signing up for a match, he'll rush you on, "What are you waiting for? You signed up for this, maggot! Now get up to that Arena and fight!" Higher up, he'll be more patient, "Hey, something wrong? They're waiting for you up in the Arena!" If you tell him you're ready for a match again, he'll lose his patience, "I know you're ready! I already approved your match, you idiot! Now get up to that Arena and spill some blood!" If higher up, he'll be more polite, "The match is all set, my friend! Now get up to that Arena and teach those Yellow Team maggots some manners!"
Once you tell Owyn that you intend to be a combatant, he will be more than surprised: "You what? You want to be a combatant? Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Look at you! My granny could beat you, and she's dead! Wait, you're serious, aren't you? What is it with you people? You walk in here, want to be combatants, and your entrails end up decorating my Red Room. All right. It's your funeral. Welcome to the Arena, you filthy Pit Dog. You are free to fight, so long as you know the rules of competition." Seemingly resigned to sending yet another competitor off to die, he'll ask, "Now, let me give you your Battle Raiment. It's the uniform of all Arena combatants. Do you want a Light Raiment or a Heavy Raiment?" If you choose the Light Raiment, he'll be slightly confused and ask, "A Light Raiment, huh? You sure? I figured you for the Heavy Raiment type. You know, hide behind a skin of steel? Hmph. Okay then, here." He'll be less surprised if you opt for the heavier variety and instead say, "Here. Wear it proudly. And keep it in good condition, would you? That way I can give it to some other suicidal idiot after you're dead. Just let me know when you're ready for a match and we can get this over with." Whatever you choose, he'll follow it up with, "Put that on, see if it fits okay. When you're ready for a match, I'll be waiting. You want to fight, you talk to me. All right then." This concludes whatever training his un-heartfelt prep-talk may have been considered. Tell him you're ready for a match, and you can immediately head up to the Arena for your first taste of being a Pit Dog.
|Match||Greetings/Prep-Talk||Match Preparation Information||Congratulatory Comments|
|1||above paragraph||All right, maggot. Looks like you're suited up in your Battle Raiment and all ready to go. The Red Room is just over there. When you're ready to get eviscerated, just head up the ramp to the Arena. Good luck, and may Azura have mercy on your soul.||By the Nine Divines, you did it! You actually won! You ain't so bad after all, Pit Dog. You may even survive enough matches to advance in rank. Here, kid, this is your payout for the victory. There's more where that came from if you can keep on winning. Now go unwind before your next fight.|
|2||Okay, so you're not a complete loser. Don't get cocky. Let me know when you're ready for a match and you can prove yourself to me some more.||Ha ha! Now that's the spirit! You give the people of Cyrodiil a good show, and I'll make sure you get a decent burial! Ha ha ha ha ha!||Okay so you did it again. What do you want from me, a hug? Take your gold and get out of my face, Pit Dog.|
|3||The Yellow Team ain't gonna fight itself, you lazy Pit Dog. You ready for a match, or what?||You must be downright determined to get yourself killed, huh? Okay then, head back up to the Arena and try not to die before the gate opens.||I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're no longer a Pit Dog. That's right, you've actually advanced in rank. Congratulations... Brawler.|
|4||You know what Brawler rank is worth around here? Nothing! Face it kid, you're still a maggot! You need to keep fighting if you want to be somebody!||Okay Brawler, you know the drill. Head up to that Arena and show 'em who's boss!||Four wins is okay kid, but it don't make you Grand Champion. Here's your payout. Now go clean yourself up before your next match.|
|5||That Raiment's getting a little tight on you, Brawler! I think you need some exercise! What do you say? Ready for a match?||All right Brawler. This next match is going to be a challenge. Turns out there are two Wood Elf sisters who always fight together. They're twins, actually. You got to take 'em both out! Now get in there, and show those tree climbers who's boss!||Ha! Those girls didn't stand a chance. Good job Brawler. Here's your take. One more match and you'll advance again.|
|6||You beatin' those twins is a good sign. You got a lot of fight in ya. Let me know when you're ready to get bloody again.||Your next opponent is a Khajiit. Not one of the quick, jumpy ones either. This cat goes in heavy, usually with an axe! Now go get 'em!||Okay, so you can fight. Your new title is Bloodletter. You're gettin' into the real game now, kid. More gold for more blood. Don't disappoint me.|
|7||You made it to Bloodletter, which is more than I can say for most people who step into that Arena. Keep it up.||This next opponent is a Redguard. I've seen him fight with both a mace and a sword, so be ready for either one.||That was a good fight, Bloodletter. You really showed that Redguard who's boss! Here's your take. Now go clean yourself up.|
|8||Come on Bloodletter, don't lose your momentum now. Keep fighting!||Your next opponent wears a Heavy Raiment, but attacks with a short sword. She's like a heavily-armored wasp, and has the temper to match. Careful.||Okay, so you killed the Breton. Don't get a big head. Here's your payout.|
|9||My Red Room got its paint job from fighters like you! After you disembowel the next idiot, I want you to smear his blood all over the walls! Ha ha!||Next up is a Dark Elf. I've never seen him fight before, but he's got a bow as well as a sword, so be ready for a ranged attack!||Good work, Bloodletter. Or should I say Myrmidon? That's right, you've risen in rank. You know how it works. More blood, more gold. Here.|
|10||All right, Myrmidon, time to stop messing around! You ready to teach those Yellow Team scumbags a lesson, or what?||Don't be fooled by your next opponent. The little dagger he uses is actually a powerful enchanted weapon called Shimmerstrike. Now go get 'em!||I guess you told that Wood Elf what you thought of his magic dagger, huh? He he he he. Here's your gold. Nice going.|
|11||You're hungry, Myrmidon! I can see it in your eyes! You ready to feed that hunger? Huh? You ready for another match?||No surprises with this next one, just a High Elf with a chip on her shoulder. Get up to that Arena and make her beg for death!||Altmer. They act all high and mighty until you leave them in a pool of their own blood. Here's your gold. Go take a breather.|
|12||You're cutting through the Yellow Team like a knife through scrib jelly! One more fight and you'll advance to Warrior rank!||This next opponent is your standard axe-armed Orc. He's in a Heavy Raiment, and looks pretty fit. Nothin' you can't handle.||There are few things scarier than an Orc with an axe, but you didn't even flinch! That victory brings you up to Warrior rank. Well done!|
|13||You're a Warrior now. That ain't no joke. They may not know your name, but the people out there, the spectators, they know you now. They come to this Arena to see you, so go out there and give the people what they want!||I've seen this next one fight before. She's a Nord, very quick, very strong. She favors a longsword and knows how to use it. Don't underestimate her.||You left that Nord in pretty rough shape, Warrior. They'll probably have to ship her back to Skyrim in pieces. Nice work. Here's your take.|
|14||Look at you! You keep coming back for more! All right, Warrior, you ready for a match?||Ugh, spellcasters. That's what this next one is, a High Elf sorceress or something. Just get in close and stab her a few times, that'll teach her.||Another High Elf has been taught the meaning of humility, thanks to the Blue Team's number one Warrior. You really earned your keep this time.|
|15||One more match is all you need to advance again, up to Gladiator rank. Most combatants never make it that far. But you are the exception, aren't you?||Your next opponent is the most savage, blood-crazed Orc I've ever seen, and believe me I've seen a lot of 'em! This will not be fun! She'll come out of that gate with a warhammer the size of a child, and she'll swing it until your head explodes! Don't let that happen!||You hit that Orc so hard, her mother in Orsinium started bleedin'! That victory advances you to the rank of Gladiator. Enjoy the gold.|
|16||Gladiator. It's not very often I get to call somebody that. You're doing the Blue Team proud, kid. Now go kill somebody before I get all weepy!||Listen up! This next match is an outrage, but there's nothin' I can do about it! You've got three opponents this time, and you have to beat them all! They're Argonian prisoners, brought here from Black Marsh. They've been told they have to kill you in exchange for their freedom! I don't know what crimes they , but it's your life or their freedom! The choice should be pretty clear! Get going, and watch yourself!||The Yellow Team surprised even me with that match. Three against one! I guess they didn't know who they were dealin' with, huh? Well done!|
|17||You ain't gonna stop until you hit Champion, are you? Well good! The Blue Team needs as much glory as we can get!||After that last match, this one should feel like a vacation. One Khajiit in a Heavy Raiment, probably with a sword. Nothin' you can't handle.||You showed that cat whose claws are sharper, eh? I would expect no less. Here's your gold. Now go wash up. You look awful.|
|18||What's a Gladiator without an Arena to fight in? So get up there and start cracking some skulls! Besides, one more fight and you advance again.||This next one's a Breton. He looks like a bit of a dandy, but he's deadly with a blade. He has more experience than you, so be prepared.||By defeating that Breton, you've secured your advancement. It's been a long time since I've said this, but congratulations, Hero.|
|19||You're about to face off against the best the Yellow Team has to offer. Azura knows you're the best the Blue Team's got.||The first Yellow Team Hero you'll face is an Imperial in Heavy Raiment. He fights with an Akaviri longsword. Thing is, this guy used to be a Blade. You know, those guys who protect the emperor? He's a trained swordsman, so keep your damn head down!||Defeating an Arena Hero is one thing, but defeating a former member of the Blades? You must be blessed by the Divines or somethin', my friend.|
|20||You're a Hero, my friend. That crowd is out there for one reason: to see you destroy the Yellow Team! Now go give 'em what they want!||Okay, Hero. This next opponent is a High Elf wizard, a master in the school of Destruction. But wait, it gets worse... He also uses an enchanted shield called the Gray Aegis, which has some serious magic resistances. Your best bet is to just charge straight in! Press the attack, and don't give him the chance to let off a spell! I don't want to have to sweep your ashes out of the Arena!||I'll be honest, Hero. With the kinds of victories you've been having, I knew that Elf didn't stand a chance. Here's your gold.|
|21||You're at the end of a long road, Hero. This is the last time you'll face off against the Yellow Team before being named Champion. Go up to that Arena and make sure the people of Cyrodiil never forget that it was you who brought the Yellow Team to its knees!||All right, this is it. Your last fight against the Yellow Team. I guess you could say they saved the best for last. The three best, actually. You're up against a swordsman, an archer and a spellcaster. Two lower level combatants, plus that Yellow Team Champion you've seen down here. You beat all three, and you get named Champion! I know you can do this! Now get up there and show everyone why you're the best! Oh wait, there's one more thing! I sent Porkchop the boar up to the Arena to help you out. He'll at least keep one of them distracted! Now good luck!||You did it! You beat them, every last one! Do you know how long it will take for the Yellow Team to recover from this? Ha ha ha ha ha! My friend, it is with great honor that I advance you to the rank of Champion! You've done it! You've shown them all you're the best! Well, almost the best... You're done competing in normal Arena matches. But there's still the Grand Champion... Kid, you've got more guts. And skill. I think you can take the Gray Prince! Go over and talk to Ysabel if you think I'm right!|
Higher Ranks Dialogue
As a Hero, Owyn will no longer refer to you derogatorily as a maggot and instead tell you this when you tell him you're ready for a match twice consecutively: "The match is all set, my friend! Now get up to that Arena and teach those Yellow Team maggots some manners!" Doing the same after scheduling the last fight against the Yellow Team will result in a concerned Owyn asking, "Hey, something wrong? They're waiting for you up in the Arena!" Once you are at least a Champion, Owyn will stop rebuffing you with "I'm a busy man. What is it?" and "Get a move on." Instead, he'll be pleased and greet you by saying, "Hello, my friend! What can this grizzled old Blademaster do for you?" You can still select 'Ready for a match', but he'll only laugh and say, "Ready? Ready for what? You're a champion now! The Grand Championship is the only thing left!" You'll receive similar treatment when you do the same as the Grand Champion, as he says, "Ready? Ready for what? You're Grand Champion! You've already won it all! The whole damn thing! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Forcible Removal Dialogue
If you decide the Arena isn't for you and tell him you're leaving, he'll sneer, "You're damn right you will! This is a training hall, not a nursery! Now get back up those stairs while you still have legs! Damned tourists...." If you do join and end up being forcibly removed (by removing your Raiment during two separate matches), Owyn will be less than pleased. The first time it happens he will reprimand you with, "You complete and utter disgrace! Disqualified? For not wearing your Battle Raiment? Don't you dare humiliate the Blue Team like this again! You listen good. This is your only warning. One more disqualification, and you'll never fight in the Arena again! Now get out of my sight!" Repeating your mistake will get you, "You idiot! You complete piece of gutter trash! Two disqualifications? That's it! You are hereby stripped of all titles! Get out of my Bloodworks!" Further speaking will result in, "You blew it. You had it in the palm of your hand and you threw it all away. You make me sick."
Hundolin, the Arena's bet-taker, will warn you about Owyn before you first set foot in the Bloodworks. He will invite you in, saying, "If you're looking to join the Arena as a combatant, you need to head down to the Bloodworks and talk to Owyn, the Blademaster." However, he'll also add, "Be on your best behavior, though. Owyn is a bit... cranky by nature." The Blue Team Gladiator will be the only Arena member besides Ysabel to show their opinion. When asked about the resident Battlemaster, he'll reply, "That's Owyn. He is in charge of the Arena. Arranges the fights, trains combatants, that sort of thing. Been that way since Gaiden Shinji." Ysabel's reaction to asking about Owyn is remarkably dissimilar; as stated above, she regards him as a desperate man whose heart she broke upon refusing his offer of marriage. Owyn's only close familial tie, Branwen (his alleged daughter), refuses to mention him as much as he refuses to mention her—as evidenced by the crumpled status of the note she sent him.
- As with numerous other NPCs, Owyn doesn't employ the principles needed to participate in the Speechcraft minigame.