Francis

What are you talking about? Erandur's got nothing to do with the main quest.

—and—

I remember it like it was yesterday. We were in Frostflow Lighthouse. There was a subterranean cavern that had opened up in the basement. Our sense of adventure mandated us to go in and kill every moving thing that called the place home, and then take their shit. Near the end of the adventure, there was a steep fall into a pit full of chauruses and, a little bit further, a chaurus reaper. I took the plunge. Erandur couldn't follow. I never saw him again. 

And so concludes the tale of Erandur's untimely departure. May he rest in Mara's bosom.

It's a flaming werewolf ready to do battle with your guy.

Meh. I thought it'd be funnier parodying David's Thalmor on a horse thing, but I guess not. Oh well.

Okay, fine, I don't like Dawnstar. Not quite sure why. Must be the asshole jarl.

I did take a liking to Erandur though. He was my first ever sidekick. May he rest in peace.

Aw, come on, that's not fair. The real structures are in the walled cities. Just look at the Blue Palace or Dragonsreach.

You're looking at Dawnstar. Nobody likes Dawnstar.

These cultists are getting stranger by the day...

But they kill undead. Those are for vampirism.

Ah, so that explains where this guy came from.

Don't call my sidekick ugly, cretin.

*Pats monkey's head*