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Online:Scout Report: Arx Corinium

Suspected activity at  : 

A large number of wild creatures have been spotted in or around Arx Corinium. These creatures are highly aggressive, even those not usually assumed to be aggressive. Advise caution when traveling near the abandoned prison of Arx Corinium. 

Be advised,  s have been spotted near the area. These creatures are reclusive but highly aggressive when approached. Use extreme caution.
Online:Lamia

Lamias are a species of amphibious beastfolk. They have a serpentine appearance, with the torso of a woman and the tail of a snake.
 

Skills and Abilities
;Strike: Basic melee attack with claws that deals minor physical damage.
;Shockwave: Basic ranged attack that deals minor shock damage.
;Harmony:
;Howling Strike: The lamia howls, dealing moderate magic damage.
;Resonate:

Variants
Lamia Battlecaller
Lamia Curare
Lamia Diva
Lamia Domina
Lamia Footsoldier
Lamia Howler
Lamia Hurler
Lamia Medica
Lamia Mender
Lamia Spellsinger
Lamia Spellslinger
Menacing Lamia
Menacing Lamia Curare
Spectral Lamia
Spectral Battlecaller

Unique Lamias
Aurieae
Celestial Lamia
Domina Ssaranth
Kuria, a unique lamia that may appear in Glittering Grotto  
Lamia Queen, the boss of stage three in Maelstrom Arena
Lamia Queen, a lamia found in Loriasel
Laurieae
Matron Ixniaa
Moonless Walk Lamia
Muiriana the Dark
Ozara, a boss in Sanctum Ophidia
Queen Fah'jik
Sellistrix the Lamia Queen
Sliklenia the Songstress
Sonolia the Matriarch
Syvarra of the Deep, a world boss who hates Dragon Frogs  
Taurieae
Tzik'nith
Zalgaz
Zalgaz's Handmaiden

Dialogue
In Arx Corinium:
:Lamia: "Deal with these trespassers."
:Lamia: "Sisters to arms!"
:Lamia: ''"You're no match for us."
:Lamia: "This land belongs to the lamias."''

Gallery
Online:Stormreeve Neidir's Orders

Commander, 

Our ritual on   is progressing as planned. We need the denizens of   distracted so that our plan can come to fruition. This task falls to you, for you do it best. Attack, raid, and pillage as you see fit. Scatter our enemies, and leave them in disarray. 

When our spell is complete, and we've crushed the kingdoms of Tamriel, you will be remembered for your sacrifice and your body returned to the sea of eternal slumber. 

—
Online:Time is of the Essence

Battlemage— 

I need your soldiers to assist me down below. The  s work well enough, but I think a lash at their backs will push them to finish even more quickly. I trust you realize time is of the essence here. That nosy mage   was watching the upper entrance again. 

Use your remaining forces to guard the falls. If anyone shows, kick them out. And if they won't cooperate, use lethal force. If anyone discovers what we're doing below, the future of the entire   will be in jeopardy.
Online:Updated Instructions from Dortene

, 

Reports have reached me of lone soldiers being killed by enemy squads en route to battle fields in  . Do all in your power to encourage soldiers to travel in groups, never alone. While this staging area is secure, nowhere else in Cyrodiil is safe. Warn those who undertake your missions to be wary at all times. 

On a personal note, I thank you for your forbearance in the recent altercation with  . Your refusal to be goaded into an attack was admirable. I shudder to think of the effect on troop morale if my two top generals had gotten into a brawl. Your self-control honors your training and your ancestors. 

Honor and faith to you, general. 

-
Online:Weapon and Armor Care Notes

doesn't last as long when it's constantly damp. Even when polished each night, mold blooms across its surface, dulling the shine and eating away at its strength. 

Metal suffers a different, but not dissimilar fate. Rust eats away from the inside out, bubbling through and flaking away unprotected areas. Joints stiffen if not oiled constantly. 

Preserve your   and  , soldiers! When possible, hang your gear above the sodden ground. As you must breathe, so must they, for they will prove your only protection against the enemies known and unknown against whom we are set. 

SIGNED: The Office of the Quartermaster
Online:Captain Izad's Letter

Stand atop  's star  
And spy the eternal sentinel  
Skirt its gate to reach the shrine  
Northwest stands the    
Walk forty-five paces south  
Leftward palms frame the sight  
Of the    
Follow the rocky finger  
Through the    
Find the   at anchor  
  lie under leaves in its port
Online:Dwarven Writings

RAISE THE SKYSTONE

FORGED IN BLACKFIRE

SOUND THE CHANGE

BROKEN IN INFINITY

ENACT THE REUNION
Online:Eldbjorg's Needed Ingredients

14   Toes (preferably "pinky" toes)  
12 Cured   Skins  
3 Life-size     Statuettes  
2 bowls of    
7   Nosehairs (can substitute another  !)  
12 horn-fulls of green-dyed cotton  
25   feathers  
1 Fossilized   Fingernail  
3 drams of a   Maiden's Blood  
2 barrels of    
3 locks of curly   hair (blonde or brunette, not black)  
3 Unfinished Grimoires  
1 Filled   Phylactery  
28   Tails  
4 Moistened   Lips (upper and lower)  
3   Ingots
Online:First Gravestone

Whatever one thought of   … , let it be known that this warrior's sword-arm now rests near the hands that once healed her wounds. 

 —
Online:Second Gravestone

was born of wealth and privilege, but he was always willing to assist the unfortunate. 

 —
Online:Third Gravestone

In this ground lie the remains of …  , whose life was testament to the fact that brains and brawn are not the only path to success. 

 —
Online:Fourth Gravestone

Friends will remember the dearly departed  , whose worldliness was matched only by his loyalty to his friends. 

 —
Online:Gravestone Notes

First Names: Willam, Guymund, Olivia, Joelle  
Last Names: Moret, Lavergne, Chauvry, Rernis  
Professions: Mage, Priest, Thief, Warrior  

The names on the gravestones in order are:  
   
   
   
  

The   is addressed to  , so Lavergne could not have been the mage. 
Joelle's gravestone indicates she was the warrior and the priest is buried closest to her. 
Moret's gravestone indicates Moret was not the mage or the warrior.
Online:How the Locks Work

I have to scribble this down before they wipe my memory again. 

I figured out how some of the locks in this room work. At least, I think I have the basics worked out. The door is locked by some kind of mechanism that must receive a charge from the various tubes and pipes that run along the wall. 

But the tubes and pipes are cold now. If I could find some sort of power source to provide them with energy, I might be able to activate them long enough to open the gate and get out of this nightmare. 

I hear them returning. I'm hiding this up here. Maybe if I'm stuck back in this room I'll stumble upon it again and unlock more of this damned puzzle. 

At least I can hope, right?
Online:Larelleis

The time of flowing water,  
The pale rose of dawning time.  
Awake now, reaching for golden light,  
All is new, all is bright.
Online:Morilatta

A time of ending, harvest, and slaughter,  
As dusk falls across the land.  
Feast before famine,  
A plethora of bounties.
Online:Ripped and Discarded Page

… and that's the truth. Now, I don't know if   was misled. Or if the king's vision was incorrect. Rainbow of Light that she is,   sometimes sends signs and portents that are difficult to understand. 

But this what he said: the   have a weapon. A powerful relic that will strip our souls from our bodies, and fuel a nightmare storm of undeath. He called it the  . Apparently   has already begun plans to deal with the situation, but should the   be allowed to make use of this …
Online:The Clues, Damn Your Eyes

If you're reading this, you're after my treasure. You won't find it in my chest, oh no. 

I buried the booty somewhere on  . Exactly where is the challenge; I hope you fail. 

Below are all the clues I'll give. If you're clever enough, the treasure's yours. 

My curses upon your narrow shoulders, you  -spawned swine. 

—   

Stand atop  's star  
And spy the eternal sentinel  
Skirt its gate to reach the shrine  
Northwest stands the    
Walk forty-five paces south  
Leftward palms frame the sight  
Of the    
Follow the rocky finger  
Through the    
Find the   at anchor  
  lie under leaves in its port
Online:The Ebon Mage

A young apprentice sought glory dour.  
A dark ritual was cast to grow her power.  
As the great lord fell to plague in death.  
Undead mage cackled, free of breath.
Online:Bhosek's Punishments

Steal from Bhosek: Beheading

Touch Bhosek's Girls: Gelding

Insult Bhosek: 20 Lashes

Don't Pay Taxes: Tide Cage

Kill a Fist: The Grave

Steal from a Fist: Hands cut off

Rat to the Navy: Tongue cut out

Rat to Helane: Keelhauling
Online:The Lost Warrior

The lady burned bright, 
The lover turned to ash. 
The tower became dust. 
The warrior wept.
Online:The Mage's Cipher

, 

If you're reading this, I'm dead, but to make sure this lockbox is bequeathed to you, I've locked it with a password that only another member of the   could know. The password is: 

The first letter of Olivia's last name.  
The last letter of Moret's first name.  
The sixth letter of Guymund's last name.  
The last letter of the mage's last name.  
The second letter of the priest's last name.  
The first letter of the thief's last name.  
The second letter of Willam's last name.  
The fifth letter of the warrior's last name.  
The fifth letter of Joelle's last name.  
The second letter of Lavergne's first name.  
The first letter of Rernis's first name.
Online:The Thief's Luck

As the skeletal atronach approached,  
Into shadows he retreated.  
Upon steed of blackest black,  
The thief grinned as traps bit bone.
Online:The Time Is Now

Time is immediate. The clash of arms, the roar of victory, the grief and tragedy of defeat … they all happen now. Moment-to-moment the world exists, or it doesn't. The past, the future; none are more important than the present.

I am forever free, regardless of whether  's spell binds my body. Release me from my bonds if you will, knowing that what happens now is most important. Death is just another moment in time, and when it comes, I will endure it.

The Lady stands alone, 
Her will by rituals besieged.

  stands alone, 
His strength by liars mocked.

The Lord stands alone, 
His rule by traitors taken.
Online:The Time Is Past

Time flows like a river, sweeping away the flotsam and jetsam of history with every moment. If we look upstream, we see the white water of the past and can predict the turbulence of the present and the torrents of the future. All is as it once was.

I have been free in the past and shall be in the future, whether you break my bonds or not. The Silvenar has always been and so always shall be. Take comfort, or fear, in that.

Dance the endless dance, oh, children, 
And cast the forever spell!

Learn your sacred rites, 
Apprentice to your times.

The masters of magic, the mages 
They shall compose the rhymes.
Online:The Time Will Come

Time spreads out before us, like the branches of a great tree. But the branches narrow, and the leaves that sprout grow ever thinner. I tried to warn the other spinners …   grant they heeded my messages, for I knew you would come. 

Free me from the bonds he will create, and I will aid you as I can. Kill my spirit and the Silvenar can still prevail, but I will be unable to aid you in the future that grows before you. 

 s strive to make wrong right, 
  approaches, threatens endless night. 
We rise to our doom in   of the tree, 
Our shackles broken, by you, for me.
Online:Translated Ayleid Texts

… made sure that with each breath, we breathed in &lt;life, health, vitality?>. With each &lt;seed, rock, stone?> we planted, we would prosper. No &lt;death, sickness, disease?> can harm us. This is the power of the &lt;light, sun, fire?> ….

… only the &lt;remnant, vestige?> can contain the power of the &lt;unknown Ayleid word>. It lives as we do. It reacts to &lt;feelings, emotions, sentiments?>. It makes our &lt;existence, survival, journey?> better ….

… the &lt;crag, peak?> and the &lt;remnant, vestige, fragment?> are one. Here, it will always be &lt;guarded, protected, hidden?> ….

… we have established a second &lt;community, outpost, cave?> in the hills to the east of the &lt;crag, peak?>. In this hillside &lt;community, outpost, cave?>, we have hidden our &lt;tome, scroll, tablet?> of &lt;history, glossary, theology?> for &lt;safekeeping, shelter, reassurance?> ….
Online:Valeric's Journal

My companions have been taking their lessons to heart. There hasn't been an incident in more than three cycles of the moons.   has his cats and his music, and that seems to help keep his beast at bay.  , however, makes me nervous. She hasn't done anything overtly reckless, but I know that the   calls to her. 

All I can do is continue to teach and counsel her. I must give her other things to dwell upon. I believe in her. I know she will maintain the course I have set her upon. She must. 

  
Father's evil grows more vile and sinister every day. Now he's creating an army of nearly mindless blood thralls to do his bidding. I can see them prowling by the springs outside my window! The man knows no bounds. 

What is he planning? There really is only one reason to build an army. Does he truly think to challenge the  ? Can I allow that to happen? No, but neither I nor my companions have the power to stop my father. 

I truly do not know what to do.
Online:Wenayasille

The time of green and growth,  
Long days and short nights.  
Abundant life, endless sun,  
Fruits ripen and creatures thrive.
Online:Yokudan "Hawk" Enigma (tablet)

The   watches over sands without effort. But what watches over the hawk?
Online:Yokudan "Man and Beast" Enigma (tablet)

Sword and spell are useless. As it fells man and beast alike, and given time, the mountains themselves.
Online:Yokudan "Mother and Son" Enigma (tablet)

A mother gave the first gift to her son, and for the rest of his life did he keep it with him.
Online:A Ragged Inscription

I know we haven't heard from  , but we were sent here to do his bidding. We must obey the Hound or face his wrath. Bring the woman to the cave for safekeeping until we hear back from the Hound. 

I will watch over her. 

—
Online:Amberic's Note

My mind slips away, but I want to be remembered. If you find this, don't forget my story! 

My friend   and I were hired by the famous treasure hunter,  , to find something called the  . She said  s lived here in  , but all we saw were  s. We told her so and asked for more help, but she said we were being ridiculous and ordered us back into the caves. 

Theomund created a distraction so I could get the cup. I hope he escaped, but there were so many Goblins. 

I made it past the barrier, but the head Nord caught me. He made me drink from the Emerald Chalice and it changed me into a Goblin! Thinking's gotten so hard. 

My name is  . I am not a Goblin!
Online:An Artisan's Oasis

Travel you through the desert, searching for an oasis? 

Though   is before us, end your sojourn amidst these ruins to learn from the peace of the swirling sands. 

Move, cover and uncover only when needed. Flow with the wind. Relax. And create beauty wherever you go.
Online:Blue

The sea is beautiful. I come here to get away from the depths of the woods, to smell the salty air, and to be free. 

Perhaps it's true that my father is  . Perhaps.
Online:Chid Moska

and I sold our last haul and made a good profit. We've been following up on different leads throughout the area. 

This one sounds promising, but we may not get there for at least another month, if not more. 

Can't wait to explore it. These ruins look very interesting.
Online:A Tough Audience

Foloril,

I envy you this task, the ultimate challenge of a merchant's abilities. I wouldn't give this opportunity to anyone but the most charming and persuasive salesman I've ever seen.

Think of the possibilities! No one knows what trolls want, what they might buy, or how poorly they will bargain. And you're going to find out! They're not very bright and they usually have lots of stolen gold, so the profits should be enormous! You'll be renowned for opening a brand-new market for our goods, making us the envy of merchants across Cyrodiil.

Don't deal with anyone but their leader. That'll be the biggest troll around. They don't speak, but gestures, grunts, and displays of goods will get your selling points across.

Best of luck, Foloril—we're all counting on you! Don't forget to smile!

Sincerely,

Sempronia 
President 
Cyrodiil Import and Export Company
Online:A Moment of Your Time?

Our trip to   has gone somewhat awry. I do hope this doesn't prove too inconvenient for dear  . She so expects things to go smoothly.

I find myself separated from the others and in the clutches of extremely    .

The Daedra have been polite so far, if not a little lascivious. Still, I'm not sure that I can fully trust them.

They hold me within a  . I will continue to write these notes and drop them from my window until I am rescued.

—
Online:Bruma Pleads for Aid

,

I send this plea with merchants who passed through our village. I pray that it reaches you.

Bruma, as you know, lies south of Fort Dragonclaw. While the fort is contested ground, invading alliance troops have ignored Bruma. Ordinarily, I would be grateful for this. But not now.

Dremora have killed or captured most of the folk here. A Dark Anchor brings more horrors into Bruma daily. Without help, I believe we will soon be overrun.

I have appealed to   of the Daggerfall Covenant as well. Whichever alliance sends troops to our aid first will have our everlasting gratitude and a vital supply base.

  
Interim Prefect, Bruma
Online:Apologies to Uncle Neldatir

Dear Uncle Neldatir,

I feel strange writing this letter to you, but I had to do something. We finally found your grave, after months of searching. I dug you up while Mother hissed at me to hurry. When I finally opened up your coffin, Mother jumped in and tore the necklace from your neck. She yelled at you and cursed your name for an hour. Sorry about the spittle; I wiped it off as best I could later.

Not sure who buried you the first time, but they did a good job. Mother wouldn't let me re-bury you. She said you didn't deserve it. I tossed a couple shovels of dirt onto you before she yelled at me to stop. She didn't see me leave this note.

Don't haunt me from the afterlife, please. Haunt Mother instead.

Rest in peace, Uncle Neldatir.

Your loving nephew,

Thoring
Online:Unfinished Scroll

Uncle,

Sorry for the delay in sending you this letter. I know I might not get to deliver it for a while, but I wanted to write to you about Bearclaw Mine right away. It's been a long journey, but I know it's going to be worth it.

We don't go out of the cave often, of course. There's a reason this place is called Bearclaw Mine. The bears are as fearsome as you'd expect, but that's worked out well for us. It means there isn't any competition here. As long as we're quick and quiet, we can make a lot of coin here very quickly.

Thank you again for selling the house. That should buy us more time with the debtors, and we'll be able to settle our accounts soon.

I don't feel good about bringing my family here, but you know how those moneylenders are. I actually feel safer with them here than back there.

Marisse is taking this all rather well. She brought a few books, and she's reading them to Alain. Her lessons are still very religious, but if that is what it takes for her to get through this, that's fine with me.

I hope everything worked out getting the profits to the right people. We'll be back as soon as we've got enough to pay off the rest of the debt.

May the Divines watch over you. May they guide and protect us all.

—
Online:Yanalir

Yanalir is a Khajiit who is dying because his lungs were affected by the smoke in a recent fire. He is the owner of Speckled Shell Plantation, and the father of both Azbi-ra and Zaban-ma. He cannot be talked to. Later, he dies and his children are found near his tomb.
 
Related Quests
Online:Deathbringer Orders

Protect the Anguish Gem. That is your primary responsibility. No: that is your only responsibility. When the last soul has been consumed, send word to the Reaver's Citadel and we will send someone to collect the gem.
Online:Ebon Crypt (note)

My dear Vania,

The situation has turned grave out here. I can't go into details right now, but know that I am doing everything I can to keep myself safe. I have not been injured, though I have seen some action.

The Moors and King's Guard are rife with old ruins, tombs, and other ancient places. On my next rest period, I will see if I can find any valuables in one of the nearby ruins. My friend Marroy was telling tales of   and some old crypt he claims is somewhere nearby. It's called Ebon Crypt or some suitably gloomy name like that. 

I plan to return to you with a nice bauble we can sell to create a little nest egg for ourselves. The dead can't do anything with the gold that's buried with them, but we could surely use it. 

I'll write again when I can.

— Ambrel
Online:Edweg's Resignation Note

What's a fingerbone going to do against hordes of undead? We have no chance; only fools hold out hope.

I'm heading for the nearest port and taking the first ship out. Don't try to follow me. I will not die in Arkay's cause.

—
Online:Faithful One

You tend these graves, nearly hidden by trees, sand, and rocks. The candles remain lit, and always there are signs you've been by. I've yet to meet you, though I pass this way often. 

I see only the  , and I leave it food and water, but it shows no signs of ill-use. Surely you care for it as you honor the dead over which it keeps watch. 

May the gods bless your tender care of the departed.
Online:Fists of Thalmor (note)

Captain: 
RE: Defense of   

Your requests for reassignment to   for the  ing ceremony is currently under review, but I cannot emphasize enough the importance of your current assignment, the defense of Velyn Harbor. 

The harbor remains the primary port of   and, with the wedding between the Green Lady and the Silvenar imminent, it is imperative that the harbor be kept clear and safe. 

  have stationed three full squads in Velyn Harbor, which should be more than enough to fend off any attack small enough to get through the  's blockade. 

Do not fail at your assigned duties, Captain, for your ability to choose future assignments is at stake.
Online:For Donel from Father

Thank you,  , for humoring your father one last time. 

I know you have always preferred   to  , and though you may think that's been a disappointment to me, the opposite is true. I've been impressed with your independence, and I'm proud of the man you've grown to be. 

My father was a soldier. He often complained that I was too "bookish." When you were born, I vowed not to treat you that way. 

Though I could not bear to watch you march off to war while I was living, you now have my blessing. I sold my books, and I've left you what I hope will be a generous inheritance. Take it and buy yourself a strong sword and a sturdy suit of  . 

Follow your heart, my son, and find your happy destiny. 

With love, 

Your father,
Online:Garick's Message

I'm still scouting the eastern hills for a place that might be suitable for us, but I need you—all of you—to stay clear of what the locals call  . I assure you that its name is quite literal. 

I managed to sneak past most of the living vine creatures that I found (picked up a few trinkets from delvers who weren't so lucky) until I got near the back of the cave. 

A terrible wailing greeted me that chilled my bones and cut my mind. That place is haunted or cursed or worse. Not worth our time. We'll find a place to set up soon enough. 

—
Online:Gaston's Instructions

: 

The objects your men are to retrieve are shards of a  . Look for small blue stones, no bigger than a fist, and illuminated from the inside. The  s have been using these as centerpieces for their ritual totems. You'll know these totems when you see them: the Welkynd Stone seems to imbue the totems with a red light. 

Still, retrieving the shards should be a simple matter. We're dealing with Goblins, not  . I'm sure the totems are held together with twine and spit. Just rip the shard out. Even your grunts should be able to handle that. 

—