Gavros

Gavros is a Dunmer daedrologist residing in Vassir-Didanat Mine in . He was hired by the owners of the mine, Malur Rethan and Benar Rethan, to conduct experiments in the newfound Daedric ruin. Specifically, he uncovered and altered a formula for a substance that turns living flesh into ebony-like material. Originally the substance was a liquid, but Gavros managed to turn it into a more potent vapour which turned out to be hard to contain, leading to an infection of the whole mine.
==Interactions==
===Like Blood from a Stone===
Investigate what happens inside the Vassir-Didanat Mine.
==Dialogue==
"You… I don't recognize you. You've made a terrible mistake in coming here. Do you feel it yet? The cold rush through your veins―the stiffness in your joints? Only a matter of time, now. Only a matter of time."
:Tell me what's going on here. "You really haven't figured it out? You're denser than those stonefiends …. Master Rethan brought me on to study a Daedric text―a formula for turning living flesh into a substance akin to ebony. Not a perfect match, but close enough."
::And you lost control of it? "Something like that. But what does it matter? I'll be frozen solid soon. Black as midnight. A commodity―nothing more. Ironic. You mean to rob me, I suppose. The scroll's just there. Have a care with it. Wealth always comes at a price."
:::Is there no cure for this affliction? "None. Well, none that I've discovered anyway. I speak modestly when I say that if there was a cure, I would have found it already."
::::So you've given up? "I guess I could squander my remaining hours searching for a remedy. But I'm an alchemist. A daedrologist. We don't trouble ourselves with things like "hope." I leave that nonsense to priests, and children, and the mentally ill."
:::How did you contract the illness? "Why do you even care? Fine. I altered the formula, turning the liquid decoction into a vapor. It proved to be very effective. Unfortunately it was nearly impossible to contain. Hence … this."
:::Why would you agree to this? "What? Afflicting all these miners? Oh, spare me your crude moral outrage. They were wastrels. Laborers that were too ignorant or too lazy to find work anywhere else. This is as meaningful a contribution as they were likely to make."
::::You have no remorse? "None. I'd invite you to kill me, but given that I'll be dead soon anyway, it's hardly worth the effort."
==Quotes==
*"Now, all that's left to do is wait …." – Talking to him again
==Appearances==
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