Incident in Necrom Content . “ The situation simply is this , ” said Phlaxith , his face as chiseled and resolute as any statue . “ Everyone knows that the cemetery west of the city is haunted by some malevolent beings , and has been for many years now . The people have come to accept it . They bury their dead by daylight , and are away before Masser and Secunda have risen and the evil comes forth . The only victims to fall prey to the devils within are the very stupid and the outsiders . ” “ It sounds like a natural solution to filtering out the undesirables then , ” laughed Nitrah , a tall , middle - aged woman with cold eyes and thin lips . “ Where is the gold in saving them ? ” “ From the Temple . They ' re re - opening a new monastery near the cemetery , and they need the land cleansed of evil . They ' re offering a fortune , so I accepted the assignment with the caveat that I could assemble my own team to split the reward . That ' s why I ' ve sought you each out . From what I ' ve heard , you , Nitrah , are the best bladesman in Morrowind . ” Nitrah smiled her unpleasant best . “ And you , Osmic , are a renowned burglar , though never once imprisoned . ” The bald - pated young man stammered as if to refute the charges , before grinning back , “ I ' ll get you in where you need to go . But then it ' s up to you to do what you need to do . I ' m no combatter . ” “ Anything Nitrah and I can ' t handle , I ' m sure Massitha will prove her mettle , ” Phlaxith said , turning to the fourth member of the party . “ She comes on very good references as a sorceress of great power and skill . ” Massitha was the picture of innocence , round - faced and wide - eyed . Nitrah and Osmic looked at her uncertainly , particularly watching her fearful expressions as Phlaxith described the nature of the creatures haunting the cemetery . It was obvious she had never faced any adversary other than man and mer before . If she survived , they thought to themselves , it would be very surprising . As the foursome trudged toward the graveyard at dusk , they took the opportunity to quiz their new teammate . “ Vampire s are filthy creatures , ” said Nitrah . “ Disease - ridden , you know . They say off to the west , they ' ll indiscriminately pass on their curse together with a number of other afflictions . They don ' t do that here so much , but still you don ' t want to leave their wounds untreated . I take it you know something of the spells of Restoration if one of us gets bit ? ” “ I know a little , but I ' m no Healer , ” said Massitha meekly . “ More of a Battlemage ? ” asked Osmic . “ I can do a little damage if I ' m really close , but I ' m not very good at that either . I ' m more of an illusionist , technically . ” Nitrah and Osmic looked at one another with naked concern as they reached the gates of the graveyard . There were moving shadows , stray specters among the wrack and ruins , crumbled paths stacked on top of crumbled paths . It wasn ' t a maze of a place ; it could have been any dilapidated graveyard but even without looking at the tombstones , it did have one very noticeable feature . Filling the horizon was the mausoleum of a minor Cyrodilic official from the 2nd Era , slightly exotic but still harmonizing with the Dunmer graves in a complimentary style called decay . “ It ' s a surprisingly useful School , ” whispered Massitha defensively . “ You see , it ' s all concerned with magic ka ' s ability to alter the perception of objects without changing their physical compositions . Removing sensual data , for example , to cast darkness or remove sound or smell from the air . It can help by - - ” A red - haired vampire woman leapt out of the shadows in front of them , knocking Phlaxith on his back . Nitrah quickly unsheathed her sword , but Massitha was faster . With a wave of her hand , the creature stopped , frozen , her jaws scant inches from Phlaxith ' s throat . Phlaxith pulled out his own blade and finished her off . “ That ' s illusion ? ” asked Osmic . “ Certainly , ” smiled Massitha . “ Nothing changed in the vampire ' s form , except its ability to move . Like I said , it ' s a very useful School . ” The four climbed up over the paths to the front gateway to the crypt . Osmic snapped the lock and disassembled the poison trap . The sorceress cast a wave of light down the dust - choked corridors , banishing the shadows and drawing the inhabitants out . Almost immediately they were set on by a pair of vampires , howling and screaming in a frenzy of bloodlust . The battle was joined , so no sooner were the first two vampires felled than their reinforcements attacked . They were mighty warriors of uncanny strength and endurance , but Massitha ' s paralysis spell and the weaponry of Phlaxith and Nitrah clove through their ranks . Even Osmic aided the battle . “ They ' re crazy , ” gasped Massitha when the fight finally ended and she could catch her breath . “ Quarra , the most savage of the vampire bloodlines , ” said Phlaxith . “ We have to find and exterminate each and every one . ” Delving into the crypts , the group hounded out more of the creatures . Though they varied in appearance , each seemed to rely on their strength and claws for attacking , and subtlety did not seem to be the style of any . When the entire mausoleum had been searched and every creature within destroyed , the four finally made their way to the surface . It was only an hour until sunrise . There was no frenzied scream or howl . Nothing rushed forward towards them . The final attack when it happened was so unlike the others that the questors were taken utterly by surprise . The ancient creature waited until the four were almost out of the cemetery , talking amiably , making plans for spending their share of the reward . He judged carefully who would be the greatest threat , and then launched himself at the sorceress . Had Phlaxith not turned his attention back from the gate , she would have been ripped to shreds before she had a chance to scream . The vampire knocked Massitha across a stone , its claws raking across her back , but stopped its assault in order to block a blow from Phlaxith ' s sword . It accomplished this maneuver in its own brutal way , by tearing the warrior ' s arm from its socket . Osmic and Nitrah set on it , but they found themselves in a losing battle . Only when Massitha had pulled herself back up from behind the pile of rocks , weak and bleeding , that the fight turned . She cast a magickal ball of flame at the creature , which so enraged it that it turned back to her . Nitrah saw her opening and took it , beheading the vampire with a stroke of her sword . “ So you do know some spells of destruction , like you said , ” said Nitrah . “ And a few spells of healing too , ” she said weakly . “ But I can ' t save Phlaxith . ” The warrior died in the bloodied dust before them . The three were quiet as they traveled across the dawn - lit countryside back toward Necrom . Massitha felt the throb of pain on her back intensify as they walked and then a gradual numbness like ice spread through her body . “ I need to go to a healer and see if I ' ve been disease d , ” she said as they reached the city . “ Meet us at the Moth and Fire tomorrow morning , ” said Nitrah . “ We ' ll go to the Temple and get our reward and split it there . ” Three hours later , Osmic and Nitrah sat in their room at the tavern , happily counting and recounting the gold marks . Split three ways , it was a very comfortable sum . “ What if the healers can ' t do anything for Massitha ? ” smiled Osmic dreamily . “ Some diseases can be insidious . ” “ Did you hear something in the hall ? ” asked Nitrah quickly , but when she looked , there was no one there . She returned , shutting the door behind her . “ I ' m sure Massitha will survive if she went straight to the healer . But we could leave tonight with the gold . ” “ Let ' s have one last drink to our poor sorceress , ” said Osmic , leading Nitrah out of the room toward the stairs down . Nitrah laughed . “ Those spells of illusion won ' t help her track us down , as useful as she keeps saying they are . Paralysis , light , silence - - not so good when you don ' t know where to look . ” They closed the door behind them . “ Invisibility is another spell of illusion , ” said Massitha ' s disembodied voice . The gold on the table rose in the air and vanished from sight as she slipped it into her purse . The door again opened and closed , and all was silent until Osmic and Nitrah returned a few minutes later .