Testimonials on Baar Dau Content . By Minerva Calo , Associate Chronicler Baar Dau looms large over Vivec City — both literally and figuratively . The official explanation is remarkably vague . Apparently , the Mad - Prince Sheogorath flung the giant rock at Nirn . No one seems to know why or how . It ' s a curious account , even by Dark Elf standards . I took the question to the streets to see what the common folk think of Baar Dau . These were their stories . Names have been changed to protect the speakers from Temple reprisals . I began by speaking to a harried Dark Elf merchant named Tolvasa . She stopped sorting kwama egg s just long enough to recount this tale : " Oh , my mother used to tell me all kinds of bedtime - tales about Baar Dau . I doubt any of them are true . My favorite was ' The Tale of the Lonely Magna Ge . ' It begins at the Beginning . In the story , a Star - Orphan named Una fled into the sky with all her brothers and sisters , but got lost in the dark . She cried out for help , but one - by - one , her stronger , faster kin fled into Aetherius . Eventually , their songs faded away and Una was left alone — adrift in the void . Just when she ' d lost all hope , she heard a quiet sobbing . It was lonely Nirn , stumbling through the black — weeping like a babe and trying to lull itself to sleep . Seeing a kindred spirit , Una sailed back to Mundus to comfort the lonesome planet . She named herself Baar Dau , and nestled in close , right here above Vvardenfell . Now the Star - Orphan and Nirn are never lonely , because they have each other . Lovely story , isn ' t it ? " A Nord miner called Hodstag took a more pragmatic view : " It ' s a goldmine , that ' s what it is ! Mark me , there ' s some kid of precious metal in that thing . My mate ' s a geologist — works for the Gold Coast ' s mining operations , y ' know ? He says it ' s got all the signs of a rich deposit . He ' s got a divining rod , see ? It ' s a Dwarf contraption , I think . I ' m not supposed to talk about it . Anyway , he aimed it at Baar Dau and the thing started chirping like a snow - wren in springtime ! All that ' s left to do is get up there with a few picks and get a sample . Been looking for someone who could float me up there — no luck though . Say , you don ' t know how to make a man float , do you ? " Of course , not everyone was keen to talk about Baar Dau . A grizzled longshoreman named Donoven had this to say : " It ' s a rock . I don ' t know how it got there . Magic I guess ? Look , I ' ve got work to do , all right ? Get lost . " Most accounts were fairly prosaic . Given enough time and exposure , even the fantastical becomes mundane . Of course , there were a few truly extraordinary accounts — like that of Tiram , an excitable Dark Elf scholar : " It ' s an egg , obviously . I often hear the wastrels and peasants calling it a ' rock . ' Hmph . Ignorant twaddle . Only a great fool could look at such an imposing celestial body and call it a ' rock . ' Baar Dau is the chrysalis from which will emerge the last child of Vivec and Molag Bal ' s ill - fated union . On that day , our glorious lord Vehk will spring forth from his temple and do battle with the emerging nightmare - child . After forty - seven days of pitched combat , Vivec will strike the final blow and cast the beast ' s ruin down into the frothing sea , where it shall break into thirty - six pieces — none of which will be recovered . It should be quite spectacular . And also horrifying . " Perhaps the most colorful explanation came from an inebriated Orc named Narkhozug : " What , that big rock ? Yeah , it ' s a giant hunk of dung . No , seriously ! Way I hear it , Vivec and Malacath were up late one night , drinking and talking about godly things . You know how it is . Well , I guess you don ' t . Anyway , Vivec said something about ogres that rubbed old Mauloch the wrong way , so he popped a squat over the city and dropped a stink - pickle right on Vivec ' s head ! Gross , right ? Hrmph . That ' s Malacath for you . Does make me wonder though , what is it with Malacath and dung ? " When I asked the Doctrinal Inquisitors for an official statement , this was the only reply : " You ' d be wise to leave such matters to the Tribunal . The precise nature of Baar Dau is a mystery . Vivec ' s divine mercy keeps it from destroying us . That is all you need know . " Despite the Temple ' s best efforts , the moonlet Baar Dau remains the subject of vigorous debate , many long centuries after its arrival . The diversity of opinion is remarkable — especially in a city so thoroughly policed by religious zealots . I find it heartening that even in a society this restrictive , folk tales and wild theories can still bubble beneath the surface .