![]() ![]() Rijha hesitantly took the artifacts from him and placed them in her pack, “Yeah, sure, whatever you say.” She was quick to leave, scurrying back across the ice fields to Winterhold, where she sought out directions to Alftand. ![]() The machinations there will read the Scroll and lay the lore upon the cube. The edged lexicon for inscribing, to us, a hunk of metal, to the Dwemer, a full library of knowings. The round one for tuning, Dwemer music is soft and subtle, and needed to open their cleverest gates. Only Septimus knows the hidden key to loose the lock to jump beneath the deathly rock.” He pulled out two small Dwemer artifacts- a sphere and a cube, “Two things for you. Delve to its limits and Blackreach lies just beyond. The point of puncture, of first entry, of the tapping. Have you heard of Blackreach? ‘Cast upon where Dwemer cities slept, the yearning spire hidden learnings kept.’” She hadn’t heard of it actually, the Dwemer never really caught her attention, they were far more her literoh’s fancy. In the depths of Blackreach one yet lies. Lucky then they left behind their own way of reading the Elder Scrolls. Septimus is clever among men, but he is but an idiot child compared to the dullest of the Dwemer. Septimus will give you what you want, but you must bring him something in return.” You’re not helping, Sahloknir, “Can you be more specific?” On the cosmological scale, it’s all nearby.” Maybe it would just be kinder to end him. Rijha dragged a hand down her face, “Do you know where the Elder Scroll is or not?” The Elder Scroll gives insight deeper than the deep ones, though. Rijha figures it was the isolation that drove him mad, although the large Dwemer box he was obsessing over certainly didn’t help, “The ice entombs the heart. He spoke constantly in metaphors and riddles, and not good ones either it was a nightmare trying to get any sort of reasonable answer from him. It was not a term that she used lightly, but there was simply no other way to describe him. ![]() The cold did not bother her in the slightest, and soon Rijha found herself at the mouth of a glacial cave. Sheets of floating ice creaked beneath her weight and her breath was visible on the air, but she pressed on. All the attacks, Alduin, the Greybeards, Delphine. Drem, Briinah, you are growing impatient. She didn’t bother looking back, “The ice fields, apparently.” She spared no time for anyone, undeterred by any warnings of how fragile the ice was this time of year. “So you’re telling me this man is very likely dead.” Used to study here at the college before he took off into the ice fields up north a few years ago.” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “This book is the work of Septimus Signus, the world’s master on the nature of the Elder Scrolls. Rijha tore her eyes from the scrawled ramblings to stare at Urag, “You made me wait a day for a book that is completely incomprehensible.” ![]()
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