|House||Alvor and Sigrid's House|
|AdoptHF||Yes, if orphaned|
|Faction(s)||CrimeFactionWhiterun; Riverwood Alvors House Faction; TownRiverwoodFaction|
Dorthe is a Nord child who lives in Riverwood. Sigrid and Alvor are her mother and father, and she is a cousin of Hadvar. She is friends with Frodnar, even though their families support opposing sides in the current civil war. While keeping up appearances, the family is split in two: Her father wanted a son and obviously raises Dorthe like one, while Sigrid is overly concerned about her daughter's upbringing and exaggerates her attempts to make her act like a little girl.
Despite her mother's reservations about her boyish behavior, Dorthe can't be bothered and goes her own ways. After waking up at 6am she takes a quick one-hour breakfast, then leaves the house to play with her good friend Frodnar and his dog Stump. At 4pm she joins her father at his forge and acts as his 'apprentice' until they both go into the house for dinner at 8pm. After listening to her mother's complaints for four hours, she finally goes to bed at midnight. The only exception to this routine occurs when you first enter Riverwood and only if you escaped from Helgen Keep with her cousin Hadvar. She will then stay inside the house until you have spoken with Alvor. At the end of the discussion, she will insistently ask Hadvar: "Hadvar, did you really see a dragon? What did it look like? Did it have big teeth?"
- Hide and Seek: Play a round of Hide and Seek with some children in town. (radiant)
- Tag, you're it!: Play a round of Tag with the children of a city. (radiant)
When you speak to Dorthe:
- "Papa says I'm too friendly with strangers, but you seem all right."
- "My father is Alvor, the blacksmith. I'm his assistant. I mean, apprentice."
- "Some day I'm going to forge my own sword!"
- "Papa says I'm not ready for weapons. So I make lots of horseshoes and hobnails."
- "Mama doesn't think I'm girlish enough. But that's just stupid girl talk."
- "Papa may have wanted a son, but he got me. He's a lucky man."
- "Ain't nothin' a boy can do that I can't do better."
Her daily life involves fooling around with local prankster Frodnar although she can be heard telling him off for some really bad suggestions:
Dorthe: "Wait, so... a costume? You're not serious..."
Frodnar: "Sure I am. We get some furs and tree branches, paint them white, and then tie them to Stump. Instant Frostbite Spider!"
Dorthe: "Frodnar... nobody is going to believe that your dog is a... Frostbite Spider. And if they do... they'll kill him. That's not much of a prank."
Frodnar: "Oh yeah, and what would you rather do?"
Dorthe: "How about... we play tag! You're it!"
Frodnar: "Hey, no fair! Get her, Stump!"
When Dorthe acts like her father's 'apprentice' near his forge, she will be quite enthusiastic about learning the trade, while Alvor will be more reserved. Dorthe will pick between three random lines and Alvor will do the same:
|Dorthe||"Can I make something now, papa?"|
|"Is it time yet? Time for me to make my sword? Or maybe... an axe?"|
|"I'm bored standing around, papa. I could take over for you..."|
|Alvor||"Later, little one. I need to finish what I'm working on. But keep watching. Watch, and learn."|
|"He he. Not just yet, Dorthe. I need to keep forging, and you need to keep watching."|
|"Patience, Dorthe. You'll get some time at the forge, I promise you. But not right now. You need to keep watching me. That's how you'll learn."|
|Dorthe||"Don't worry, I am."|
|"All right. But I am getting a bit tired of waiting."|
Occasionally, Dorthe will ask her father if she is ever going to be a great blacksmith.
Dorthe: "You really think I can be a blacksmith someday, papa? As good as Eorlund Gray-Mane? Or maybe... even as good as you?"
Alvor: "Oh, I know it! You keep working hard, like you been doing, and you could be the greatest blacksmith Skyrim has ever seen."
Dorthe: "He he. Thanks, papa."
When the family enjoys quality time together, it is quite common to hear Dorthe argue with her concerned mother, at times dragging an innocent Alvor into the conversation:
|Sigrid||"Dorthe, dear, I've been growin' some really lovely vegetables. Maybe tomorrow you could help me plant a new patch? What do you say?"|
|"Dorthe... I was thinkin' I'd knit a couple of blankets, sell them to Lucan. Would you like to make one? Might be fun, workin' together."|
|"You know, Dorthe, with all those vegetables I've been growing lately, I was thinkin' we could make a right lovely stew. Together. How about it?"|
|Dorthe||"Oh. Um. Well... You see..."|
|"Wow. Yeah. That sounds great, mother. Only, um... it's just that..."|
|"Oooh. Ahhh... Well... See, the thing is..."|
|Sigrid||"Shor's crown! There are things ladies like us are supposed to do. We've talked about this..."|
|"Let me guess. You'd rather play "Daedra and Battlemages" with Ordnar. Or go fishing, or catch frogs..."|
|"Dorthe, listen to me. Your father and your friend may treat you like a boy, but you're not. Do you understand? So please. Be a girl. For me."|
|Dorthe||"It's just that papa promised I could make something at the forge. So maybe we could do something together, hmmm... next week? Is... that okay?"|
|"Just stop trying to change me, mother! I'm not a baby anymore! I'm almost a woman! I... I can't be who I want to be!"|
|"I'm sorry, mother. I can't help it. All that stuff you like to do, it's just so... boring."|
|Alvor||"Ho, now... Keep me out of this..."|
|Sigrid||"Fine. You play in the mud, or play with your father's forge, or get into sword fights with your little friend. But this is not over."|
|"Oh, Dorthe. You're breaking your mother's heart, you know that?"|
|"Well. I can see your father and I are going to have to talk about this. And when we do, things are going to change."|
- If you escaped Helgen with Hadvar, he will be flagged as a parent for Dorthe if Alvor and Sigrid are killed.