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Online:Cimbar

Cimbar is an Imperial member of the Dark Brotherhood. He and the fellow Brotherhood spy Mirabelle are lovers. 
 

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Welcome Home
When you talk to Cimbar during this quest, he will say one of the following lines:
:''"Welcome to the family, Initiate! Once you figure out your place here, I'm sure you'll do fine. Just don't try to encroach on Mirabelle's area of expertise. We don't need more than one spy and infiltrator in our Sanctuary, understand?"
:"I've got more bounties on my head than anyone else in the Sanctuary! It's not that I get caught in the act of killing, Night Mother forbid! It's just that I appreciate a good challenge, so I let a witness notice me every so often."
:"Isn't Mirabelle amazing? She's beautiful, excellent at what she does, and she isn't afraid to say exactly what's on her mind. Next to murdering insects for the Night Mother, she's my favorite thing in the whole world!"''

A Lesson in Silence
During the quest A Lesson in Silence, you will learn that Cimbar was assigned with killing the Grand Sermonizer of Akatosh. When you and Tanek infiltrate the Grand Sermonizer's estate, you will find that Cimbar has been caught and tortured to death by the Sermonizer.
Online:Gold Coast Tomes

Gold Coast Tomes is a collection of 103 books, letters and notes found throughout the Gold Coast, the primary location for the Dark Brotherhood DLC, that make up part of the Eidetic Memory.
Online:The Prowler (Shattered Shoals)

The ship can be entered from a door at either end.  The interior contains storage and cabins, although there isn't much of note inside.

 
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Online:Ruby Ash Weapons

This is a listing of all standard Ruby Ash Weapons in the game. They can be crafted via Woodworking from   obtained by refining raw wood samples collected from Ruby Ash logs. It requires rank 10 in Woodworking. The listed damage values assume that the character is Level 50  ; lower level characters may see higher values.

Note that Destruction Staves come in three varieties, "Inferno", "Ice", and "Lightning". The values are identical. The only difference is the type of elemental damage they do, Flame Damage, Frost Damage, and Shock Damage respectively, and the secondary effects caused by certain skills.  Restoration Staves also have the same values, but do Magic Damage and use a their own skill tree.
Online:Rubedite Weapons

This is a listing of all standard Rubedite Weapons in the game. These can be crafted via Blacksmithing from Rubedite Ingots obtained by refining Rubedite Ore. It requires rank 10 in Metalworking. The listed damage values assume that the character is Level 50  ; lower level characters may see higher values.

One Handed


Two Handed
Online:Hist-Brother

Hist-Brothers are shadowy lurchers seen in the Vision of the Hist. They are embodiment of various Hist trees seen throughout Shadowfen. They have heard the suffering of other Hist trees, and are confused about the events that have taken place during the Dominion's invasion of Shadowfen. You will need to explain the situation to help restore the  's connection to Argonians.
  

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Dialogue
Selecting the wrong choice of dialogue will have the Hist-Brother disappear into an orb of red energy, leaving the vision to sever the connection of the Hist whose troubles it has heard. Answering truthfully and correctly will have the Hist-Brother fade away in a pillar of calm green light to reassure the Hist it heard of the truth.
The Hatching Pools Brother
:''"Butchered! Their blood poisons the ground. The work of those who serve, or those who forget their place? We'll rend the swamps barren before they tear our roots from the earth!"
:What upsets you so much?
:"We feel our brother's rage, but do not understand. He says the Dark Elf vicecanon tried to destroy the eggs at the Hatching Pools. What does this mean?"
:What does your brother say, exactly?
:"The Dark Elf vicecanon returns to the old ways, when egg-clutches hatched as slaves. She destroyed a hatchling to remind the Hist of her power. If our brother speaks lies, we must feed him to the mire. Which is the truth of it, flesh-walker?
 

The Stormhold Brother
:"Our thoughts turn against us. Who else would have the will but the flesh-walkers? Is it time for the Song of Sithis to bring the Void? Shall they taste fear, then nothing?"
:Why are you upset?
:"Our brother's thoughts roil like thunderheads, yet we do not understand. He says the vicecanons shed their skins like water snakes to hide their intentions! Where is the truth in that?"
:What do you mean?
:"The vicecanons lead the flesh-walkers, but our brother says they lead the skin-walkers as well. If our brother speaks lies, we'll cut the rot of his thoughts away. Which is the truth of it, flesh-walker?"
 

The Ten-Maur-Wolk Brother
:"We heard the wails, felt the trembling of roots. But what our brother says of the flesh-walkers, it cannot be!"
:What's wrong?
:"Our brother's fear spreads through the roots. He claims the flesh-walkers boil our blood in vats of iron, all at a Daedra's command! Where is the truth in that?"
:Please, explain.
:"Our brother claims his blood was stolen from him by flesh-walkers and boiled in vats to sate a Daedra's gluttony. But if his fear overtakes him, we must sever his roots from the rest of us. Which truth is true, flesh-walker?"
Online:To the Traitor of Saintsport

I know that was you in the crowd at  's last night,  . You may have changed your hair and your fine clothes, but you can't hide that scar on your chin or the missing fingers on your right hand.

I know where you slid off to, now, and I know it was your crew that did   back in  . He was my best mate for twenty years, in case you forgot about that while you were making him sing.

I'm leaving this note as a courtesy, so you can get your affairs in order. You have three days to make your peace and say your goodbyes to whatever sorry excuses for friends you've gathered in this rat hole of a port. After that, I'm coming for you. Make no mistake, you're leaving this world.

If you don't put up a fuss, I'll make it quick, which is a damn sight better than you gave Lennoc. If you run, then our next meeting will be very different. Once I catch you, I'll make it last a very long time.
 
If the waiting grows too hard for you, you pig-faced coward, I won't object if you do yourself before your days are up. Your method, your choice. But know this … I'll absolutely make sure afterward.

Remember, Mederic. I'm watching you. You know as well as Lennoc did that I can track better than anyone. You might make it out of  , but you won't make it away from me. You're done living.

See you in three days.
Online:Anvil Taxes

All   Tax Collectors—READ NOW!

I recently learned that some of you slow-wits are still charging the docking fees set by  , one-tenth of all gold exchanged for sales or purchases. In case you laggards forgot the recent sacking of Anvil, Count Ephrem isn't in charge of the docks any longer.   runs these docks now, and you'll charge all vessels that make port and exchange cargo on my docks by her new fee—one-fifth.

For those of you simpletons who don't know what a fifth is, count your fingers and your thumb. Your thumb is a fifth, the amount you take, and your fingers are the rest. So when you see a stack of gold, take your thumb's worth or more, but never less. Anyone complains, you crack their heads open.

If there are too many for you to crack alone, you come tell me. We'll go to the ship in force and crack their heads together. No matter what, no ship leaves until its captain pays. If a ship does leave port without paying their taxes, the sentries assigned to keep her in port will pay her docking fees in thumbs and fingers.

Also, starting tomorrow, anyone I find collecting the old tax rate is spending a night in the sea cages.
Online:Your Package Is Ready

Your package has been secured and your advance payment received. We're set. When you see the   docked, meet me past midnight on the pier to take your delivery.

You'll be looking for a sealed barrel marked with a blue blaze on the staves. Place your bag of gold on top of the barrel where I can see it. That's when we'll make the exchange.

Once I count your gold, we tip the barrel on its side and you roll it right off the docks to your home, just like you'd do with apples or fish. I have an understanding with the  , so none of the   will stop you. If one does, just tell them you're delivering "mouse meat." They'll get the message.

If you're worried about any noise or shouting from inside the barrel, don't be. I'll take care of that before we land with a special potion of my own design. Your package will be absolutely quiet the whole way home, even if you roll and jostle it on the road. I'll give you another potion to counteract the first.

I'm certain you'll be more than satisfied with my delivery. But, whenever you get tired of this one, I can have you another in days, if you wish. There's always more where this came from, if you've got the gold.
Online:The Black Dragon (book)

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I want your rats combing the docks and back alleys. I want them to listen and root through garbage and even rough up the locals if necessary. Do whatever it takes, but get me the information I desire—and get it for me yesterday! You have always supplied me with an endless array of rumors and gossip, much of it profitable. But now, when I need the ears and eyes of your rats the most, you tell me that the streets of   and   have become eerily silent on this matter. Well, that is not acceptable, my old friend. 

I need to know more about the mysterious and apparently extremely dangerous individual known as the " ." Where did he come from? What does he want? Is he actually a he? And more to the point, what kind of threat does he pose to me and my profits? Don't make me change my good opinion of you and your operatives, my old friend. I'd hate to think that the infamous Rat Master has lost a step, that his network of spies and informers has suddenly grown cold. I'd hate to have to replace you after all these years of loyal and dedicated service simply because this Black Dragon has proven to be too elusive for you and the rats that whisper in your ears. 

Let me help you out. Get you started on the right track, as it were. From what I've heard, the Black Dragon is a fearsome warrior clad in black plate armor who wields a long, wicked sword. This individual has been linked to the gruesome murders of a number of disreputable people—including at least one who has long been believed to be a member of the secretive  . Now, I have no qualms about someone dispatching those murderous bastards, but I want to make sure that the Black Dragon's predilections don't stray too far into my territory. 

Now why are you still reading this letter? Send out your rats and get me the information I require. Now! 

 , Provincial Governor of Anvil
Online:Needful Things

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:Note: See that stuffy Dark Elf with a stick up his bum about the dust. He's got plenty.
Online:Letter to the Withered Rose

My dearest Ladia, 

How are you, my dear, sweet lady? I do hope business has improved at  . I've always enjoyed my dalliances at your delightful little hostel, but I understand travel has been diminished through our region of late. It must pain you not to have the number of visitors that once filled your humble home. 

But worry not! I am a man of my word, as I'm sure you know quite well by now. I shall continue to pay you a handsome stipend in exchange for ongoing access to the tunnels that run beneath your fine establishment and lead to the cellars beneath my estate. Who knew that my grandfather and yours once used them to smuggle goods into and out of  ? I suppose it's just good fortune that we decided to carry on the old family business. 

And in case you were concerned, I can assure you that I've extended my arrangement with the governor and her pirates. The gold will continue to flow—just so long as you keep the tunnels secret and continue to allow my associates to have ready access. Oh, and see what you can do about the spider infestation. The pirates complained after they made the last run. 

And do let that lovely daughter of yours know that I was asking about her. Lucinia is growing up to be a most fetching young woman. Who knows? Perhaps we can work out another arrangement regarding her availability in the near future. I think I'd like that.
Online:Lord Jarol's Deep Thoughts

She's coming again tonight, though it won't be a private visit. Just another meeting of the powers that be to discuss our common problems. A woman of her bearing shouldn't have to be bothered with "common problems," but at least she's happy to accept my help.

I wonder if she'll wear her pirate sash tonight? I love when she wears her pirate sash. It gives   such a swashbuckling air that I can barely resist reaching out and swabbing her decks. (Oh, that's clever! I'll have to work that into our next conversation.)

Whenever I'm confounded by such thoughts, I find the view of the sea from my terrace washes away all my cares. Not to mention the wine, which does its share.

Perhaps I can persuade Fortunata to linger after our business is done. I'll break out my best vintage and bring her to this spot. We can drink in the scenery. Together.
Online:Contractor's Note

Watch Commander Pelletus, 


The new installation Lord Jarol commissioned has been completed. Access to the lower levels of   has been concealed and secured by a lock of my own design. The method of passage detailed below should be shared only with those you trust. 

Three false wine casks have been constructed to look identical to the rest. One conceals the passage, the other two open it. 

To unlock the mechanism, first identify the casks with lanterns hanging closest to them. Each cask requires two knocks upon its face. Two casks, two knocks each. Surely even the most simple minded of your guards can remember that. 

If these steps are followed correctly, you will hear the click of the mechanism in the aforementioned third false cask, the one in the western wall that conceals the old passage. It will remain unlocked for a period of time before automatically resetting. If you do not hear the click, I can assure you the fault is not with my mechanism and entirely with your method. 


Signed, 
Belrande, Artificer and Locksmith Extraordinaire 

P.S. Burn this letter after you have memorized my instructions. Don't post it up in the pantry like my last client. That defeats the whole purpose.
Online:Letter from the Governor

My dear  , 

I look forward to our next meeting. I have always enjoyed our working relationship, and I am ever so grateful that you have agreed to allow us to use the secret chambers beneath your estate for a conversation that needs to remain extremely private. 

Our guests should arrive promptly by the usual means. Please make sure they are comfortable and see to their every need until I make my appearance—fashionably late, of course! 

And do try to make sure that   and   don't throttle each other senseless before I arrive. We have important business to deal with and I need them both focused on the issues at hand. I don't know how they accomplish anything in  , the way those two constantly snipe at each other. 

Oh, and on your way down, why don't you bring me a bottle of your family's best wine? You do have to pass by that way, after all.
Online:The Lie We Tell Ourselves

Dearest  ,

I remember your name. I have surrounded myself with lying liars and have become a liar myself, but in my lies I see the manifestation of your domain as clearly as the blood we spill in the shadows of a secret murder. So even though I wish to scream truth in their faces or whisper your name into the ear of the dying, I tell myself that the secret is my faith, my joy and not a blasphemy.

Yet just once I wish for you to speak to me. Why not me? I have listened for you always. I cloaked myself in you long before they called me Dark Sister. I was the Chimera, ever shifting and changing and lying a thousand thousand lies for you. To be seen by you. To hear you. They call themselves Listener, but no one listens for your whisper with more hope and desire than I do.

I have walked in accordance with your Arts, shrouded in Eight Shadows. I have lived lies and ended lives, not for the   but for you. They call themselves Speakers, but no one has spoken your words with as much conviction as I do.

Do you see the shrine that I have built? A shrine of my body. Every face a lie, the envy both elicited and felt. The mastery of seduction. The embrace and instillment of fear, the betrayal of family and truth. The murder of others, the murder of self. The insatiable want. The fury I feel and release and feel again at you, you, you when all treasures are nothing but lies.

Dearest Mother, I remember your name. But I will speak the lie and love the lie if you wish. Perhaps that is your lesson. The treasure is the lie.
Online:The Society of the Dragon

Want to show your love and faith for  , the Dragon God of Time, but you're not ready to devote yourself to the Akatosh priesthood? The Cathedral of   understands. That's why we've established the  .

Led by the   and a select few Akatosh priests, the Society welcomes initiates into its ranks for fellowship, learning, and to discuss the most-pressing theological questions of the day. Come join the Society. Help us make Kvatch a better place through prayer, faith, and your devotion to Akatosh.

All serious inquiries accepted. We have a place for you as part of the Society.
Online:Great Cathedral Closed!

By order of  , Primate of Great  , let it be known that public access to the Grand   will be denied while work crews conduct maintenance and renovations to the aging stonework and creaking floorboards of our magnificent house of worship. 

This does not, however, mean that worship discontinues within the holy city of  . Our diligent Chanters and Sermonizers will walk among you, spreading the word and will of Akatosh and the other  . 

Just as the loyal swords of the   defend our hearths and homes, let the words of the Chanters and Sermonizers shore up your spirits and fill you with the truth of the Dragon God of Time.
Online:Kvatch Arena Reopens!

Citizens of  ! With the approval of  , we are immediately re-opening the  ! 

All citizens of Kvatch and beyond are invited to witness our many exciting new events, including contests of martial prowess, clashes between fierce beasts, grand melees, and more! In cooperation with the  , we are also adding a new event: the Circle of Penance! 

Below is a list of the exciting events our legendary arena will now be hosting on a regular basis. 

:Clashes of Might
:Come one, come all, as the most dangerous gladiators in the land fight one-on-one, two-on-two, or four-on-four. The only things bigger than the weapons wielded in our bloody battles are the purses handed to the winners! In addition to brave  ns, you'll see foreign fighters including fierce  s, savage  s, brutal  s, crafty  , and even a silent   assassin. 

You won't want to miss a moment of these thrilling contests. Come cheer on your Colovian heroes, or place your bets on foreign fighters and give them a reason to face our best. We promise a good show!

:Clashes of Beasts
:Witness brutal beasts from across  , gathered by brave handlers, as they fight to prove whose teeth and claws are mightiest! Thrill to the savage ferocity of the   lion! Gasp at the stealthy attacks of the   duneripper! If we manage to raise enough gold from ticket sales, we've even had an enterprising merchant promise to bring us a mythical   from the savage land of  ! 

:The Grand Melee
:Ten warriors enter, and one warrior leaves! Any combatant may enter the grand melee, using any weapon and any fighting style! You never know what to expect, save that every fight will be brutal and its outcome will be impossible to predict. With our new tiered betting system, you can even win gold if your fighter loses, so long as they are among the last to succumb. Don't miss this once in a lifetime event! 

:The Circle of Penance
:Hosted by the brave knights of Kvatch's own Order of the Hour, heretics and heathens who have sinned against the   are given one last chance to repent! Many heretics will face the brave and implacable gladiators of the Order of the Hour and, should their faith prove true and the Divines smile upon them, they may even survive. Even those who do not may find salvation before they achieve death. 

Come cheer on our brave gladiators of the Order of the Hour as they crush and smite all heretics—those who dabble in dark rituals with  , practice necromancy, and otherwise offend  .
Online:Arena Fight Card

All questions should be directed to a seat manager in a red sash. Do not approach  ! The arena master is very busy, and we will eject you for interfering in arena business. 

All bets must be placed with our masters of chance before a fight begins. Once the fight has started, no more bets can be placed. Remember, winners are encouraged to tithe generously to the  . 

We have a number of exciting events lined up, as listed below. A short intermission will follow each fight, where bets may be placed or collected. Remember, if you leave the arena without collecting your winnings, they become arena property, even if you are ejected. Don't break the rules! 

Kvatch Arena Schedule: 

Devotion to  , led by  . 

Ceno the Butcher faces the Bloodied Boar in an unconditional battle to the death! Any tactic or weapon is allowed, no matter how underhanded or brutal! May the craftiest and deadliest warrior win! 

A barbarous Cave Troll faces a battle-scarred Mammoth! May the most powerful beast win! 

Benedicta Falto, the Ghost of Giant's Run, faces Scarred Janona in a duel of daggers! These deadly vixens will be allowed nothing but their smallclothes and blades, so expect a blood-soaked battle! 

The ruthless and beautiful Vine Sisters, Beladis and Gendaer, face two new challengers from the ash-cloaked lands of  —the Silent Ashwalkers! What foul magic will these heathens wield? Can the crafty   sisters of   defeat the  -worshiping savages of the  ? 

In the Circle of Penance, ten heathens and heretics, all sentenced to death for crimes against the Divines, will be given one last chance for a reprieve at the hands of Knight Commander Panthius. Will any of these heathens renounce their evil and embrace the light of Akatosh? Let the blade of Panthius decide!
Online:Words of the Grand Sermonizer

Faithful,   has stood as a bulwark against the darkness—and those that lurk in it—for generations. Your Wardens are the envy of cities across the Empire for their tireless watch against those skulking evils that would poison the purity of this place. 

But we must not grow complacent! For it is now that we face our greatest peril: The  ! 

 , in his infinite wisdom, has seen this threat approaching. Even now, they creep into our lands, finding purchase in the long shadows of   and the overgrowth of our untamed wilderness. This decay has allowed them to infect our beloved   and, unchecked, it will fester. 

Kvatch must lead by example. We must root out these murderers wherever they may be found, not just within our own realm. You too must become the warden. You too must become aspirants of  . You too must raise the hue and cry, or draw the sword of justice against the sickly knives of these perverse fiends. When the light is cast upon them, you will find no fearsome creatures. Only the craven shell that remains when the shadows are dispelled. 

The hour of reckoning approaches, faithful, be ready to meet it.