We're short on hands, so do whatever it—

They seem to be short on people there.

Ah... We're shorthanded everywhere.

Join us. Could use a few more like you.

We're stretched thin as it is with the war. Nobody has the time to spend on this. Not pleasant, but it's the truth.

Honestly, the Legion can use all the able bodies it can muster. We have our hands full. A dead king, a rebellion, and now dragons? Skyrim's a mess.

Truth be told, got me hands full with you lot. But, aye, place'll likely fill up more come evenin'.

Hmm… sorry, Geralt, but I've me own pile of problems just now. I've not recovered my lost property. Your help, you might remember, left much to be desired.

We require one last ingredient. Alas, obtaining it could prove a trifle toilsome. Thus I hope to identify a suitable alternative.

The one thing missing is the single drop of dew which slid down the leaf when I took the rose in hand. Or was it blood - because I'd pricked my finger? I can't remember.