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Lore:Valasha's Journal

I still can't believe we're alive. I've never seen a city like  . The horrors I witnessed there are etched into my dreams. We do live, though. I have my  , and we have the crystal. That's all that matters.

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Since entering the Dwarven city,   has grown quiet. Today I learned why. She took me aside to talk. She believes someone must be sacrificed to the crystal before we hide it. Several powerful priestesses gave their lives to see it forged in the first place, she said.

It makes sense.   revels in undeath and destruction. A life given willingly and bound would be anathema to that fiend.

Curano asked me if I'm willing to make the sacrifice when the time comes. I am … I am very afraid.

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Ostarand and I were betrothed just weeks ago. He was furious when I told him of Curano's request. And I was afraid.

And so I prayed. I spoke with   for hours. I knew before I knelt that it would be my duty to accept the burden. But duty, honor … they're just words. Compared to the feel of Ostarand's hand on my cheek, how could I willingly agree?

In the end, it was for Ostarand that I agreed. With my death, I can ensure the future of our world.   will have need of the weapon again. And my light will last forever, bound to the crystal's heart.

How could any priestess of the   turn that down?
Online:Letter from Quintus

Dearest,

Have you made any more progress? Are we any closer to discovering the Eye's location? I've sent you some men who owe me favors to assist you. Just direct them as needed.

Your loving husband,

Quintus

PS

I do not mean to disrupt your process by hastening you, but I would truly appreciate a swifter pace.
Online:Letter from Ragna

, 

Life at   never gets dull! In my previous letter, I told you all about the   that replaced poor  . Well, now I'm practically running this place! 

Oh, the   continues to send me specific agendas to promote and messages to deliver, but   has turned to me to help get the fort back in working order. Maybe things will slow down once a new general is assigned, and then I can come home for a visit. When was the last time I was in  ? Do you even remember, because I don't! 

I so wanted to get back for the  , but that just isn't possible. Will you be participating in any of the games? You used to be fairly decent at archery, if I remember correctly. And flirting with visitors to the city. Is that still an event you can sign up for? (Just kidding, little sister!) 

Well, time to get back to work. I have troops to inspect and all that. Give my best to mother and father. 

—
Online:Letter From Tamien Sellan

Father,

You won't understand my reasons for leaving, but you deserve at least to hear them. Maybe you'll reread them eventually and they'll make sense.

I am not a mage. My talents in  , by your own contemptuous admission, are weak. My skills lie elsewhere, and I plan to put them to use. I will never be the prodigal mage you hoped for, but you have never heard me sneak in or out of the house, nor do you likely know that I overheard your comments to your wizard friends over dinner. I know you think little of me, and wish I had been born otherwise, but I have not, and I'll spare you the further burden of my company.

I will send money home, a portion of that I make. Whether you find it proof that I am doing well for myself or simply find it useful to put food on your table matters not to me. Consider it slow repayment for the years you have dealt with the burden of an underachieving son.

I love you dearly, Father, but I cannot abide your company. Live well.

Your son,
Lore:Letter Home

Dear Mother,

Tomorrow we land at  . I'm nervous … sure, I've trained. But this is our first engagement on foreign soil. Well, foreign mud.

The soldiers I'm with are a motley band. We   are disciplined and respect the chain of command. But the   and the   are another story.

The Renrijra are  i privateers. They're very relaxed. No drilling, no inspections … but if you make one mad, she fights like one fierce bastard. They're good to spend some downtime with, as we did up the coast while we were waiting for the  . Don't worry, I didn't try any  .

Everybody always says the Oathbreakers are Bosmer barbarians. (Except for Captain Pamolwen. Privileges of rank, I guess.) They eat vegetables, carve wood, all of that. You'd think without primitive traditions, they'd be happy, but they're a grim bunch. They and the Khajiit avoid each other.

I tried their meat alcohol, since we weren't allowed to bring any wine of our own. The "rotmeth" was nasty at first, but you get used to it.

How will we hold together when we actually land? These  s are civilians, but there'll be a lot of them.   seems alien and dangerous. Some of the animals, you'd think came from  . Those who live with such creatures must be pretty tough. Glad we're starting with a soft target.

Give my love to the cousins.

Your devoted son,

Filpinil
Online:Letter to Akash

My Dearest Akash,

The services you and your tribe have provided are invaluable to my cause. Who but the  s could unearth so many remains so quickly? Aside from the  , of course, but they are blind and would move to stop me rather than help.

And your construction of the altars matched my designs completely! I could not have dreamed of a better partner in this. Who knew I would find one in a Wood Orc?

I hope the payment I've tendered pleases your mercenaries, but more importantly, I hope that our relationship still pleases you. To have you at my side through this, the most important act of my life ... has provided a solace that surprises even me.

When this is over, when   is free of war, we'll begin our new life together—me as the ruler of a new Altmeri empire, and you as our herald, the leader of our Wood Orc footsoldiers.
Online:Letter to Alma

Alma,

Stay strong on the  , my heart. Perform your duties for our lord and obey my orders. For now, this is your lot. You must not rise too swiftly in our ranks, or favoritism will be cried out by the others.   especially is watchful, slit-eyed with suspicion and jealousy.

Curb your impatience and your tongue. They will be the death of us both otherwise. To keep you from indiscretion, I command you to journey to the ancient ruins of  . Think of this as an opportunity, not a banishment. Rout or corrupt any who reside there. Use the ancient evil that still permeates that ground, build your strength, and await my signal. Soon Blue Road Keep will be ours, under your heel.

The Diabolist rank you crave will be but a stepping stone to the power you can achieve under me. Together, we will crush all of  !

— Dreadlord Naucratius
Online:Letter to Artisans Craftworks

Gendyn,

I know you're busy, big brother, but I still haven't received the shipment you promised me! Please send my order as soon as you can or we'll have nothing to sell at the family shop.

Anyway, I can't wait until I get up to  . I want to see this wonderful forge you wrote us about. And I can't wait to meet all of the crafters and smiths that work for you!

All my love, dear brother!

—Blivisi
Online:Letter to Belya

Belya,

Your services are required in  . The rebellion is bearing fruit. You must be our eyes and ears. Take no risks but hasten here.

— Iocundus
Online:Letter to Captain Lerisa

, I see little point in this exercise. What good can come of the crew listing lost possessions? Will   suffer without his lucky dice? Will   languish without his illustrated  ?

I slave still to scrape together enough gold for a ship, let alone the trivialities the crew lost on the  . Expecting me to help them replace their lost possessions is ludicrous.

For now, I will file this list where I keep  's extravagant   of recipes. I pray that you come to your senses.

Of course, I have already ordered replacements for the make up, clothing, and wigs used to create your many identities.

All this comes for a pittance, and I am certain you will be pleased. Let it never be said that I do not serve you well.

— , Quartermaster
Online:Letter to Edhelfin

,

If I never see your blighted face again, it will be too soon. Sal told me all about the "extra" shipments. And don't think I haven't noticed your finger on the scales in our dealings.

I'm giving you a warning as a courtesy. Sal likes you, and he'd mope for weeks if he saw you drawn and flayed. Next port we dock at, you've got one chance to jump ship. If I catch you, you're dead. If I see you before, during, or after, you're dead. Don't tempt me.

Your adoring sister,
Online:Letter to Evrien

,

You soulless, gold-gouging son of a horker! When I see you next, surround yourself with bodyguards or I'll strangle you and let the   feast on your remains.

Tripling your transport fees is outrageous. Our present need forces me to pay, as you well know. But when order is restored to  , I'll take these ill-gotten gains out of your hide.

I don't know whether to hope you make it here safely or that the  s kill you. Either would give me satisfaction.

—
Online:Letter to Fadeel

,

  hungers! Many snakes may I tame, but no one tames him! The desert rumbles with his   desires. He craves fresh meat. Send the unwary into  . Huzal must feast.
Online:Letter to Grand Warlord Dortene

,

I agree with your decision to retain control of the  . The scrolls are needed for the war effort, as you say. Handing them to the   would only result in them falling into the hands of the   or  .

I have had temple guards escort   away from the grounds. He will return, but we'll keep kicking him out.

—
Online:Letter to Grand Warlord Zimmeron

,

The  ' plea galls me. Don't they know there's   on? They cannot expect us to hand over the   we worked so hard to obtain. You were of course correct to refuse the Moth Priest who is plaguing us.

I sent   away from the temple and gave the guards orders to refuse him entry henceforth. I await only your approval to order a stronger beating each time he shows up. Sooner or later, this will end his pleading.

—
Online:Letter to Herminius Sophus

,

Despite the many times which I have written to you to advise you against this tour of the historical sites of  , I have received notification that your ship leaves within the month. I strongly encourage you to reconsider this trip and stay with your dear sister   in   instead.

With that said, if my urging does not sway you, think instead of the scholars who have gone missing at  's final resting place in the  .

  for one, a   mage of no small talent. I suspect he was there digging for information which might rekindle old grievances within the  , as he went on his expedition shortly after the Covenant was formed.

Before him there was the late   of   who, generations ago, disappeared while writing a piece about King  's actions shortly after the incident occurred. The manuscript she was writing was doubtless the sort of political jockeying or apologist tripe which one expects from the period, but her death was still regrettable.

For your sister's sake, do not make me have to add your name to this list.

— J. Ithaka
Online:Sees-Many-Paths

Sees-Many-Paths is an Argonian mage of the Pact examining the wards that are preventing access to the Tormented Spire.
 

Related Quests


Quest-Related Events
If you arrive at the entrance to Tormented Spire before the events at Fort Virak, she will direct you to find Walks-in-Ash at the aforementioned fort.
:''"Greetings, traveler. You'll go no further up the river here, I'm afraid. A mystical ward bars the path up to Tormented Spire. An unstable ward, at that."
:What is it?
:"Part of an ancient system of magical protections. Tormented Spire is a prison, the final rest for a beast out of legend. Normally these wards would be calm, pristine. As you can see, they are anything but."
:Why are you here?
:"I was sent by an egg-sister, Walks-in-Ash. She wanted me to examine the wards and report back. Will you get a message to her? If you're willing, head to Fort Virak. North of here. They should be able to get word of the instability to her."
:I'll head to Fort Virak, then.

Speaking to her again after accepting the quest:
:"I will keep an eye on the barrier, in case anything changes. You go find Walks-in-Ash!"''
Online:Letter to Idirfa

Cousin  ,

Sorry for the delay in sending you this letter. I know it might not get delivered for a while, but I wanted to let you know I've had some success. It's been a long journey, but I know it's going to be worth it.

The weather turned bad and we were forced to take shelter in  . Not as ideal as a nice warm inn, but at least I can look for some treasure while we're here. As long as I'm quick and quiet, I think I can find some gold and maybe a relic or two. 

The wife is not happy with the situation, of course, but she is patient and understanding. She brought a few books and she's reading to the baby. She prefers religious tomes, but if that's what it takes for her to get through this, that's fine with me.

I don't feel good about bringing my family here, but you know how those moneylenders are. I actually feel safer with the family beside me than back in   where they might get harassed.

We'll return to   as soon as we've got enough to pay off my debts. May the   watch over you. May they guide and protect us all.

—
Online:Letter to Jakild

Dearest Cousin  ,

How's that   of yours? Still treating you well? And his annoying brother,  ? Still annoying, I'm sure! Are there really enough trees in that part of the tundra for you to make a decent living? And the weather, are the days as gray as the ones in  ?

I hope you're taking care of my little sister. You know how much   looks up to you. Of all the cousins, you've always been her favorite. Make sure she also keeps up with her forester training!

Have you had any luck finding her a decent suitor? There's a logging camp to your east. I know some of the loggers. They're good people. But what about those neighbors you wrote to me about? The ones directly to your west? The rich ones? Any chance someone of rank and wealth will take notice of my little sister? Anyway, may your mead stay cold and flow freely!

—
Online:Letter to Kathner

,

By the time you get this letter, the boat from the Crucible will be just a few days off the coast of  .

I know we agreed on a thousand gold per  , but I'm willing to offer fifteen hundred if you'd come along. 

These brooding gladiators know nothing of true passion, and it has been far too long since my scales quivered under your supple touch.

No one wants to hear an old   beg, but you're not getting any younger either. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life in a damp cave with those low-lives?

—
Online:Letter to Marina

My Dear  ,

A rumor has come to me; I hope you can disprove it. I hear that   is planning to leave, to run from his obligations. We both know what a mistake that would be. You need to talk him out of it.

I say this for your health and for his. We both know what will happen if Octavimus leaves. And how could you think of leaving all your friends and the life of the city? I can't believe you would do that.

Don't force my hand here, Marina. It won't be pleasant for anyone. So be a good wife and see that Octavimus stays put.

—
Online:Letter to Raelynne

,

Our master's commands part us for now, but we will be together forever. Raise an army in  , and I will raise mine in  . We will meet in the   and sweep all of northern   before us. 

And who knows how long the master will lead? There are many casualties in war, even among the mighty and seemingly immortal. Perhaps we will soon be our own masters once again, as we were in  .

I long to be with you again, sweet sister.

—
Online:Letter to Strastnoc

,

You're probably resting your hairy arse on the throne of   by now. I wish we were having as much luck. I know this deal with the   is important, but I'm starting to wonder whether we can really trust them. I'll explain more when you get back.
Online:Letter to Tavo from Nahrina

Dearest  ,

Please try to return to   as quickly as you can. If the debt collector comes and we come up short, I fear what he might do. A dozen relics should more than cover our debt.

Yours forever,
Online:Letter to Thalrinel

My Dearest  ,

I write to you in the hope that I find you in good health and good spirits. You will need both in the days and weeks to come.

I know you were not looking for this much excitement so early in your tenure as Treethane of  , but the gods challenge us to make us stronger, not to make us more comfortable.

Certainly the deaths of   and her silvenar caught us all by surprise. Some say it's the price we pay for joining the   and involving ourselves in the upheaval of  .

I've even heard a few grumblings against  , and the   in general.

You must not let this discontent show at the  ! I saw your invitation list, and you did exactly what you needed to do. Members of all the Dominion races have been invited and, should they attend, we must treat them as close friends.

If we are to stand against the growing darkness, we must join hands to know who our allies truly are.

All my best,

— E.
Online:Letter to Vigrod

Dearest  ,

We were all thrilled to hear of your latest promotion! Your father still says you should have stayed on the farm, of course, but he's secretly proud to have a son in the Companions. Don't tell him I said so, though.

That sweet little Gurilda stopped by the house yesterday. She brought over some venison and a jug of Four-Eye Grog from her pa. She knows Dad has a sweet spot for the grog. And since he hurt his back and can't hunt, the venison is very welcome.

That girl's going to make someone a good hearth-wife someday soon. Could be you, if you came out of your shell a bit and actually talked to her. Pretty face, good hips, a fine farm to inherit, quite a catch all told. But no more about that.

Now don't you worry about us, we'll be fine. Pa can't work the farm like he used to, but we're talking about hiring a hand or two to help out. With all the refugees streaming past here day and night, help is easy to find.

Please try not to get stabbed or slashed any more. You weren't the handsomest of lads to start with. A few scars build character but too many will ruin what looks you have. 

All my love,

Mother
Online:Sir Edmund's Letter

Fellow knights, no matter what   plots, we cannot betray our oath. Only if he moves openly will we move against him. If you stand with me, listen for the horn. 

-
Online:Statuary Complications

To  , Purveyors of Exotica:

I request carts to retrieve the statuary you delivered. The gargoyles are indeed fine representations of that race, too fine perhaps. They have attracted the attention, perhaps amorous, of a live  . The statues must be returned.

My guards are fending off the creature, but it is becoming increasingly irate. I do not know for how long we
Online:Thallik's Orders

Our scouts report the weakest   encampment lies Northwest of   in an area commonly known as  . Go there, slay the giants, and raise them to fight for us. I know their size makes giants unusually hard to raise, but you will try until you succeed.   needs an army to lead.
Online:Unfinished Letter

Mother,

I wish you could see what I have accomplished here. The city does not reject nature as you might expect. If anything, the relationship is more complex than we could ever have imagined. I know you think I turned my back on you, on everything you taught. I would do anything to help you understand that I have taken what I've learned and found my own place with it, as you always said I should.

Please, come speak with me. I am ready to continue the Accord. I am ready to—
Online:A Warning from Zimmeron

General Jeggord,

While I applaud the success you've had on the battlefield, you must play the role I have assigned to you. Continue to drive our troops to band together and hit the enemy where scouts have found them to be vulnerable.

Scouting assignments are Dar-Liurz's responsibility, as are the efforts to prevent the enemy from detecting our weak spots. I am satisfied with Dar's performance in these duties. Your thoughts on this matter are unwanted. When I want your opinion, I'll ask.

-
Online:Ayleid Ruin Exploration Orders

Captain Kline,

I order you to take your squad to   immediately. Once there, you are to search all   within a day's march. The ruins at  ,  , and   must be explored thoroughly and cleared of any enemy troops. Also search any other hiding places you discover around the fort.

I expect daily reports.

—
Online:Blue Road Scout Notes

Found the perfect spot to spy on  . Will leave this journal for others who're sent here to add notes. I trust my trail markings will lead more   scouts here.

 

Would like to burn down that lumbermill. No telling how many soldiers will be killed by the siege engines they're building.

Keep hearing sounds from the ruins. Not sure who or what is in there, but I'm sure not going to check.

 

Large body of troops left the keep today, several hundred at least. They headed south, toward   territory. Good riddance; I hope they wipe each other out.

Arse is sore from sitting on this rock for days.

 

Small squad of our troops hit the lumbermill today. Burned all the stockpiled wood and then ran before reinforcements arrived from the keep. Warmed my heart to see it.

 

Been here a week. Time to head back. Need to post my report and talk to  . Then I need to sleep for a week.

 

  here. Not sure who left this journal, but he talked too much. His markings were bad too; lucky I found this spot.

No troop movements to report. Been here three days, haven't seen a thing. Time to leave.

 

This journal soothes, a cure for the scout's loneliness. I feel myself conversing with those who came before me and those who will come after me.

I am blessed! A major battle ensued on my first day here. A large Dominion force attacked Blue Road Keep. They were repulsed after several hours, but the   defenders suffered great losses and the keep walls were heavily damaged.

I must hurry to the  . If she orders an immediate attack, we may overwhelm the keep before the Pact can recover. There is no time to lose.
Online:Bridge Guard's Complaint

must be losing his mind. We're on the outskirts of a secret fortress in the middle of the mountains, and he has us guarding a bridge inside the perimeter? Does he think someone is going to attack us from our own line? 

The worst enemy we have out here is boredom. Sometimes I wish we would get attacked. At least it would give us something to do.
Online:Captain's Orders

Dearest  ,

I was planning on making this an official missive, orders from the leader of   to its most illustrious and brave field captain. But I'm still new to this role as head of the house and you're still my sister, so let's keep this exchange light and informal.

Your primary goal remains locating the rogue  ,  . If a viable opportunity to eliminate this menace presents itself, you have my permission to engage. But don't take any unnecessary risks with either your own safety or the safety of your troops. The valiant men and women under your command should not be squandered needlessly.

And, as always, please help the people of   if you come across any of them in jeopardy or dire straits. The unrest stirred up by   throughout Rivenspire affects everyone. Farms have been damaged, cemeteries and places of worship desecrated, families scattered, and people injured or killed. Help those who need it as you find them, organize them, and set up temporary camps as required. Have one of your lieutenants keep records of names, towns, and incidents of disaster so that we may offer aid as each situation warrants.

And please remember to send me a report every few days. I know you hate writing down your thoughts, but you are my eyes and ears out there. Besides, if I don't hear from you on a regular basis, I will worry so. Please don't put your new countess in that position.

Your loving sister,

Eselde

( , Leader of House Tamrith)