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Cyrodiil/Smuggler

Smugglers are rogue lawbreakers who make a living by shifting forbidden goods (including Dwemer artifacts, drugs and moonshine) across the Empire's provinces. You will find a band of smugglers led by a ringleader in the  , which links Skyrim to Cyrodiil underneath the  . 

Smugglers all share the same stats, equipment and spells as regular Bandits (One-Handed Melee, One-Handed Melee, Archers, Mages), although they integrate Cyrodiilic   and   (as well as studded Imperial armor). You will encounter male and female smugglers drawn from all races, including High Elves, unlike regular bandits. 

The Smuggler Ringleader in the Serpent's Trail shares all stats with bandit chiefs but wears his own unique leveled equipment: 
Cuirass:  ,   or steel plate armor
Boots:   or steel plate boots
Gauntlets: 50% chance of  , steel Imperial gauntlets or steel plate gauntlets
Helmet: 50% chance of  , steel helmet or steel plate helmet
Shield:  , steel shield, Dwarven shield, Orcish shield or ebony shield

He also carries a Dwarven war axe, a leveled item of jewelry, leveled gold and a random assortment of leveled loot (drinks, food, lockpicks, gems, ingots, jewelry, tools). 

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Cyrodiil/Thorina's Cutters

'''Thorina's Cutters''' are a blood-thirsty but well-organised criminal gang of bandits and cutthroats who have been terrorizing   of late with their assaults on caravans and murderous robberies. They are led by   from her headquarters in   in the south of the county and appear to have   bankrolling them. Their infamy is such that   will go to   to get themselves noticed by the gang, and they are also known to track down and execute any members who try to leave.

Cutters all share the same stats, equipment and spells as regular Bandits (One-Handed Melee, One-Handed Melee, Archers, Mages), although they integrate Cyrodiilic   and   (as well as studded Imperial armor). You will encounter male and female Cutters drawn from all races, including High Elves, unlike regular bandits. Cutters are also known to use  . They are all members of the   rather than the Bandit faction.

A Cutter Lieutenant can be found in the   section of the hideout; he shares the stats and equipment of regular Bandit chiefs. Other named Cutters include:

 - leader of the gang, found in  
 - a mage and bodyguard to Thorina, found in  
 - an archer and bodyguard to Thorina, found in  
 - a former Cutter on the run, found in an unmarked campsite north of the  
 - a Cutter enforcer searching for Ovacca, found in an unmarked camp northwest of  

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Cyrodiil/Namira Cultist

Namira Cultists are servants of the Daedric lady Namira. They can be found both at her   in the center of   and in the   of   in the southern reaches of the county.

The cultists share the same stats, equipment, spells, and perks as regular Conjurers, integrating these with Cyrodilic   and  . You will therefore find both male and female Breton, Dark Elf, High Elf, and Imperial cultists. In addition, you will also find a Cult Leader at each site who will be either a Breton or a High Elf. All cultists are part of the Conjurer NPC class.

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Cyrodiil/Serulius's Journal

Most pages are read with great difficulty due to Serulius's scrawling hand, but one entry sticks out more than most.
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He's dead. Damn it all, he's dead. My best friend in this damned Legion and he died, an Aldmeri arrow in his gut. Not even any time for a proper burial. Arkay, watch over Maccius. Let him reach your graceful light.

This 'Great' War is a farce. A joke. There's nothing great about it at all. Elves are butchering our people and our families, and all for what? They're making beggars out of us.
Cyrodiil/Book of Killing

You read the most recent entry:

Remember to be killin' these when I get back to killin':
 
15   
10   
5   (river only, got my fill of those foresty ones and those white ones last Hearthfire) 
as many bandits as I can take
Cyrodiil/Simund's Journal

[The journal contains numerous irrelevant entries, including many referring to the unwanted affections of one  . Other mundane accounts including shopping lists, grievances with the guard captain  , and the death of Lithe Arcus, the beloved house cat he brought here from his Nibenese home. One entry, however, even when skim-reading, sticks out like a sore thumb.]

It's Frostfall, and some Orc mercenaries have come through the city looking for work. One of them's a brute of a man, the other a rather charming Orcish dame. Even if only because of her good looks, I've given them a job. Curious to see how things'll go - Dra'zar has always been one for surprises.
Cyrodiil/Razzada's Thesaurus

This book contains a long list of flowery alternatives to commonly-used words and phrases.
Cyrodiil/On the Refinement of Frost Salts

(An extract from a musty alchemical treatise. Much of the text is barely legible).

Extract salt(...)living ice. Counterpart(...)living fire. Each bring out the(...)latent qualities of each other.

Blend both(...)boiling water is the inevitable result, most advisably, and conventionally, in(...)common household pot, as designed(...)preparing(...)foodstuffs.

Resultant(...)compound very(...)remarkably similar to(...)standard variety, but infused with additional(...)largely misunderstood properties.
Cyrodiil/Pilgrim's Journal, Part I

Entry #1

Venturing to this place has been costly, but will surely prove fruitful in the end. I know it. The frosty tomb of the revered knight Garridan... a place that has experienced the holy touch of Mara, to believe the legend.

I remain resolute. I will reach the heart of this glade, and I will look upon that place where Mara worked her divine miracle upon the tears of Garridan. No-one and nothing shall sway me, for I have pledged myself to the Goddess of Love, and I am determined to win her favor.
Cyrodiil/Pilgrim's Journal, Part II

Entry #2

It seems Mara is not the only being from beyond Nirn that has visited this place - these caverns teem with Frost Atronachs. If we are to reach the glade, we must cut a path around or through them. In times long past such obstacles might have instilled fear in my heart and chilled my blood. But today, I stand firm with my fellows. I have pledged myself to the Divines, to Mara, and I am determined to reach my goal. I will stay the course. Whether tonight I find a night's rest in a warm inn or an eternity's in Aetherius, I will not capitulate now.
Cyrodiil/Aretino's Journal

I've heard rumor of a mine called  . Now that sounds like a lucrative enterprise, even if I do say so myself. Apparently it's long-abandoned, but I bet the old miners wouldn't have found every ruby, now. Surely there should be plenty for me to pawn off and get a nice sum of coin. Finally we'll be able to retire to a life of luxury.


Been a while, but finally I'm almost to Red Ruby. Camping outside a few miles away, according to my map. Curse this cold air blowing down the Jeralls! At least my camp is nice and warm, but damn if there isn't a nip in the air.   prowling around too and I'm fairly sure I saw a  . I've never been a fan of camping out in the open, I always feel vulnerable, giving threats a full range of angles to approach from...


Made camp inside the cave so my legs don't collapse in on themselves while I search for these rubies. Taking me some time to find any, I must say, but no pain, no gain, right?


Went outside to get some fresh air today. I didn't notice it when I came in yesterday, but there's a corpse right by the door. Suddenly I don't feel so happy about this anymore.


Still no signs of any rubies. I've been hearing strange sounds at night too. Last night, before I fell asleep, I swear I heard footsteps and voices. I must be starting to go insane from all this ruby hunting. I'll give it three more days - if I haven't found any rubies by then, I'm leaving this stinking cave!


I finally found a ruby! And a big one at that! It wasn't easy to find, hidden in the ceiling at the back of the main chamber. Sadly, I couldn't get to it - it was to high up for me to reach. I will try to build makeshift ladder out of some of the old scaffolding that's lying around here. Though, one strange thing I noticed about the ruby is that it seems to have scorch marks around it. Almost as if someone tried to get it down by using some type of destruction magic. Oh well, I'll investigate it further tomorrow.


I just woke up and I'm hearing footsteps again. And it sounds like they're headed this way! Good thing I set up all those   tr
Cyrodiil/The Lustful Khajiiti Skooma-Peddler

Act I, Scene I

In a shady   alley:
J'zingo 
Greetings, sweet one. May I interest you in some of my... special skooma?

Eumelia Gaielles 
That depends... What's so special about it?

J'zingo 
Oh, you will soon find out, sweet one.

END OF ACT I, SCENE I

(Author's note - Honestly, I'm amazed I'm this good at writing! I'm getting excited just reading the first scene! People are going to love this! I shall be known as this Era's Crassius Curio!)

(Note to self: try to work in the barbs somewhere.)
Cyrodiil/Alchemist's Journal

By Jephre! This must be the biggest nirnroot I've ever seen! If only Sinderion was here to see this ...I wonder what happened to him.
Cyrodiil/Mysterious Weathered Memoirs

[Upon opening, it becomes apparent that the book has been weathered and torn through the harsh grip of time. Few pages are still intact, but some passages remain legible.]

 
As I pen this, I gaze upon the walls of my home and remember the very day its design came to fruition. Although it seems like yesterday, it was actually many yea...

... coming up with a design for my home, a place where I could practice my magic in peace and keep myself away from the prying eyes of my colleagues. I pored over tomes and dusty scrolls, scoured the bookshops of the land and even delved into ancient ruins looking for inspiration. Finally, as I rested my weary body at a camp outside of   and marveled in awe at the majesty of the Jerall Mountains, I became inspired. Like a madman I begin to sket...

...ook a step back to see what I had wrought.   was born.
And now, as age overwhelms me and the glow is dying from my eyes, I wish ...

... contains many wonderful inventions. I've spent my whole life perfecting them, and I hope you'll put them to good use. My pride and joy is the Atronach Altar. By bringing three salts from the very same creatures to this altar, you can summon an Atronach Familiar to do your bidding. It will obey ...

...ave created portals to all of the mage's guilds in Cyrodiil. This should make it easier to travel to them in times of need...

... infused with the stone and mortar. May your journeys be safe, and the roads you travel free of danger.
Cyrodiil/Albecius' Journal

[The journal is heavily worn. Some pages seem to be torn out and the rest is illegible. Only the last entry remains  .]

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I've lost track of how long it's been since my last entry. I still can't believe she's dead, dead by my hands. Cara. She was the closest thing I've had to a real daughter. I didn't have a choice. That monstrosity, what it did to her... I was able to beat it back into the vault, but my legs... I'm not going far. Teldrin didn't make it either.

I'm dying. I don't know who will find me... my body... but I've sealed off that damn spire, that godsforsaken piece of Oblivion. I've used the most powerful incantation I could conjure from back in my Mages Guild days to seal that vault, too. No one is getting in there. Not by any conventional means, anyway. I hope someone finds me and this message soon, though. 

Whoever you are, whoever has found me, please, bring this journal to a woman named Trella Vastinius in the Arcane University. She's a colleague of mine. A member of that Mages Guild offshoot, the  . She'll know what to do with this information.

She'll make sure the people of Cyrodiil learn from my mistake. She'll make sure no one ever tries to enter that tower again.

Cara

I'm sorry
Cyrodiil/Forgotten Journal

Day 1 
The best way to keep the wolf distracted, I've found, is to give it something to hunt. That way, I won't seek out innocent travelers. As long as there is something out there for me to eat, chew through, crack the bones and suck out the marrow, everything will be just fine.
Cyrodiil/Note

Despite the  's recommendation to the   against doing so, he has allowed you access to this enchanting table. The Steward trusts that you are disciplined enough to own one yourself, so we have no direct quarrel, and respect his decision. Just know that we'll be keeping an eye on you.

-Sincerely and in hopes of good judgement,
First Adjunct   of the
Cyrodiil/Ulgruff's Log

Ulgruff's Log:

- 1   mage. Probably on expedition. Seemed unconcerned with our presence.

- Bandit group. Ragtag. About five, all in all. A few came too close. Bashed their skulls in to be safe. Quickly squirmed back to  .

- Strange shambling creature in fancy elven armor. Piercing blue eyes. Seemed unconcerned with our presence, but should mind ourselves.

- Thalmor group. A few justiciars and a few lowly soldiers. Seemed to be scouting out the area. Are they onto us?
Cyrodiil/Bounty Decree (Bandit)

By decree of  :

Let it be known to all upstanding citizens of Cyrodiil that the noble   of   has placed an official bounty decree upon the bandits at  , whose activities harassing travelers, merchants and good citizens of   must be put to an end.

Appropriate payment shall be provided to any who slay the bandits' ringleader. Once the deed is done, report to the castle steward,  , to receive just reward.

SEALED AND APPROVED ON BEHALF OF  , NOBLE RULER OF  , BY
Cyrodiil/Bounty Decree (Goblin)

By decree of  :

Let it be known to all upstanding citizens of Cyrodiil that the noble   of   has placed a bounty upon the vile goblins of  , whose activities and primitive rituals brew chaos in the region.

Appropriate payment shall be provided to any who slay the goblins' chieftain. Once the deed is done, report to the castle steward,  , to receive just reward.

SEALED AND APPROVED ON BEHALF OF  , NOBLE RULER OF  , BY
Cyrodiil/Bruma Court Notice

Notice to visitors

As of today,   will be accepting visitors from nine in the morning to six in the afternoon. 

Please ensure that whatever matters you bring to the Count are of great import, as his time is most valuable and should not be wasted with trivial issues.

By decree of the always-loyal,
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Online:Behold the Lunar Champion

Welcome, honored guest, to the Hall of the Lunar Champion.

Behold the life of the Laughing Lion, Khunzar-ri! Visions of his humble origins, his grand adventures, and his tragic end at the hands of The Betrayer all lie before you.

Three tablets rest upon altars in this sacred chamber. Approach each with a pious, laughing heart. By the light of Jone, the text shall become manifest, allowing you to walk the path of our greatest hero.
Online:Behold Khunzar-ri's Betrayal

Brave Khunzar-ri, who sprung from the womb with Azurah's secrets upon his lips and Alkosh's great strength branded upon his claws, prowled the world alone for many years. But his laughing spirit yearned for fellowship. As is often the case with great heroes, Khunzar-ri had many friends, but few true companions. To those lucky few he did call "Kra'Jun battle-friend," he showed nothing but kindness and fiercest loyalty.

Alas! The price of loyalty is, too often, betrayal! In the ancient Halls of Colossus, the foul Betrayer broke the bonds of Kra'Jun and struck Khunzar-ri a mortal blow. In so doing, he struck his own name from history, his own head from his body, and his own honor from his soul.

We remember the sleek Khunzar-ri, we remember the betrayal, but we do not remember the Betrayer. May his thirst for fame and power be quenched only by the choking dust of obscurity!

These are the words, and the words are true.
Online:Brengas

Brengas was a Bosmer who was killed by werewolves at Archon's Grove.
 
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Notes
The game never identifies the body in-game as belonging to Brengas, but the proximity of the body to Niralin indicates that it is indeed the late bosmer.
Cyrodiil/Greenwood Mead Invoice

Dear  ,

Just writing to let you know I've received your order. The bottles will be on their way soon.
Cyrodiil/Greenwood Mead Order

,

Just writing to let you know that the contract is still on. Keep the shipments of   flowing. Oh, and give the courier an   so I can give them the proper payment.
Cyrodiil/Briefing

Here's what we're going to do. We'll set up a camp in the Jeralls and lure the horses away with the promise of some sweet rotmeth. For some reason, in my experience, they seem to love it, even the smell of it. We'll bring them down here and keep them until we can find a buyer. 

Simple. Easy way to get rich. We'll be living the high life in no time.

EMERGENCY PROCEDURE:

If someone should discover us while we have incriminating evidence (like horses) visible, I'll distract them with idle conversation. If you hear me use the code word, 'Rotmeth', you'll know to get into position. Then, I'll signal you when the time's right to get the sorry fool. Don't screw this up, otherwise we're all going to be in for it. I hear   isn't easily bought.
Cyrodiil/To All Customers

Notice to all customers:

  is usually open from 8 to 8 every day. However, on Sundas at 5 PM the store will close early as I go to say my prayers at the  .

(Yes, I am an honorable, Divines-worshipping man. All the more reason to trust in the fine wares for sale here at Ice-Wind Traders, dear customers!)

-
Cyrodiil/Report: Burdsson

This is the second time we have received complaints of   distributing his   slightly too enthusiastically. If he continues to ignore our warnings feel free to slap him a suitable fine.
Cyrodiil/Report: Dar'taqto

owner   accuses   of robbing his store. He reports that a bunch of deer hides were stolen during the night and believes he knows who stole them. 

This may be enough to finally arrest the cat, even if the investigation ends up finding no evidence.
Cyrodiil/Museum Pamphlet

The Hall of the Champion, a museum for the Champion of Cyrodiil, is open every day from 2 PM to 8 PM, except on Sundas when it's closed early at 6 PM.

Come and see the wondrous artifacts of the Champion! Entry is free, while special, exclusive tours cost only 20 septims (10 for children and the elderly).

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Cyrodiil/Jerall View Notice

Dear customer,

Welcome to the  , the finest eatery in   and all Tamriel!

If you're in need of a room, please speak with our owner and proprietor,  . Food and drink are served by both Stantus Faleria and his co-properietor,  .

- Jerall View Inn staff
Cyrodiil/Letter of Resignation

Auxiliary   of the Imperial Legion,

Your resignation notice has been accepted, and your status as an Auxiliary of the Imperial Legion will be terminated, by your request, as of tomorrow.

As with all soldiers of the Imperial Legion, loss of any kind, including resignation, is a saddening affair. But you have served well, and performed your duties admirably. It has been an honor to serve with you.

Signed, by the Honor of the Emperor,
Tribune Kantav Prentius
Cyrodiil/Letter of Recommendation

(The first paragraph of the letter is blotted out, as if an inkwell was spilled across the page.)

...regards to the initiation of one   of  . While it is true that she shows aptitude for Restoration and alchemy, I've seen   with a better grasp of Destruction magic. Honestly, how can one fail to immolate a dummy with a fireball? It is made of straw. She has been, by far, the poorest student of the destructive arts I have ever tested. In addition, she was quite resistant to any suggestion on my part pertaining to her improvement in that area.

Most importantly, the applicant would be of little leverage to us. She does not have any desirable connections or associations, and in accepting her the   would, in fact, be performing more of a service to her than her usefulness to the Synod warrants--a situation, I am sure, we all wish to avoid.

With that in mind, it is my opinion that Galarynn of Bruma is ill suited to Synod membership, and therefore should be denied entry into its ranks until the time she demonstrates a more evenly distributed understanding of the schools of magic, or some other reasonable justification for acceptance.

With absolute assurance,
Cyrodiil/Wedding Invitation

Dear  

Without you, none of the happiness we have now would be possible.

We invite you to share our joy and support our love as we exchange vows and celebrate our marriage at the   in   on    .

-   and
Cyrodiil/Afanna's Letter to Simund

Dear  ,

I have been smitten with you since the very moment I first laid my unworthy eyes upon you. You possess an air of mystery; so palpable, and yet so vague... I simply want to reach out and touch it, to unravel it, yet its vagaries continue to perplex me.

If you wish to grant me the rare pleasure of unravelling your mystery, meet me in my quarters at nine next Turdas night. I'm sure it'll be an unforgettable experience for both of us.

Your inquisitive girl,
Cyrodiil/Simund Gautierre's Letter

Ringleader Dra'zar,

I understand your concern, but I assure you the payment was sent months ago, as agreed upon. However, as I was most pleased with the light-handed work of you and your crew, and the  ... very expedient transport, as requested, I will re-send the payment to make up for this unfortunate and inconvenient error in the transit of funds.

Forgive the vague turns of phrase, but you must understand that, in matters such as these, discretion is required. If I am to preserve my rank within   and avoid any legal complications, some things must remain unsaid. Directly, at least.

-
Cyrodiil/Bentior's Ramblings

[It appears that   keeps this piece of paper to act as a sort of makeshift journal for any 'witty' anecdote or quip that comes to mind. Most entries are illegible or have been crossed out, but one recent-looking passage stands out.]

Saw that hopeless thief   today. Said he'd managed to steal the   Akaviri artifact collection. Pffft! Idiot. Said he was heading up to  . Damned fool's in way over his head.
Cyrodiil/Note from Dar'zorben

EVERYONE TAKE NOTE- 

That stupid wannabe thief,  , says he's managed to steal the Carvains' Akaviri artifact collection, of all things. Pfft! The idiot's probably just delusional, but either way, I want at that treasure.

I'm taking some of the boys down to the  , where I sent Guilette so he can do us the trade. The fool thinks we're going to put in a good word for him with  . We've done a few deals in the past, of course, but to think we could do that for him even if we wanted to... I can't believe how stupid some thieves can be. He's entering the Caverns through the trap door in the  , too - which just shows how much of a damned coward he is. 

Either way, that's why I'm out. If you have business with me, come back in a few days, once all this is dealt with.
Cyrodiil/Threatening Letter from Adius

, 

Cut the crap. I'm the captain of the guard, and for once, you're going to dance to my tune. I want to know anything you know about the artifacts or the thief who stole them. Tell my agent everything - that means EVERYTHING - otherwise you're off to the lockup. Again.

Yours faithfully, 

 , Captain of the
Cyrodiil/Benefactor's Note

,

For the final time, I do not care about the issues or resistance that you're facing. I don't care how much coin you're making. Let me repeat - I do not, in the slightest, remotest bit, care.

I'm funneling you gold because your actions are convenient to me. Because they help me meet my own ends. I couldn't care less about yours.

- Tharn
Cyrodiil/Contacts and Routes

Stormcloak activity heavy near  . May seek to intercept documents. Avoid at all costs.

Oculatus agent lying low in a Bruma tavern. Apparently the 'shadier' one. Best check   to make delivery.

Avoid Thalmor agents if at all possible. Could intercept. May lead(...)complications.