I do not know who you are, but you have made a fatal mistake. Ria Silmane
and her feeble powers are no protection for you. I should have discorporated
her when I had the chance. I will not make the same mistake again. I will
use the same dream bridge that she uses, sending my minions across time and
space. Already they arrive, ones worthy of the attention you deserve. They will
relieve you of the burden of the Staff piece you now hold. Give it to them
and I will order your death painless and quick. Resist and I shall see
you in such suffering that you will grovel for the sweet release of death...&
You have survived the tests most dire. Continue along
this path however and you will face such things as to make your very
heart freeze. I will save you the ordeal for my servants approach you even
now. From your mangled corpse I will take what is mine...&
Why do you choose to align against me when it is obvious that
I will destroy you. Even as each piece of the Staff comes into your
possession it becomes easier to find you, and I have done just that. Face
my creatures, if you dare. I am through toying with you...&
It is obvious, whoever you are, that you are a cunning and worthy foe. Perhaps
Ria chose well, even if it was her last act. I will not insult your
intelligence with further digression. My minions soon
approach, but I will not consign you to the dark door of Death.
You have proven your worth. Once you are killed, I will raise you to
fight for me, as one of my servants. Give in to me now and I offer you
everlasting life...&
I have underestimated you, that is clear. You not only have defeated the
useless creatures I have sent against you, but managed to survive encounters
that in and of itself could be the stuff of legends. It is sad
that I am forced to destroy you. Prepare, for my minions arrive...&
You have rejected my offer of everlasting life. Your list of accomplishments
grow. You will not however, accomplish the forging of the Staff. My forces
are inexhaustible, and you will succumb. Prepare, for my servants arrive...&
You amaze me with your tenacity. This game however, is at an end. As you
may already know, the final piece of the Staff is in Dagoth-Ur, in the
province of Morrowind. The information is useless to you, for none know the
entrance to the volcano, and even if you survive the creatures I have sent
against you now, you will not survive its depths. I bid you farewell, %pcf.
You have been a most worthy opponent...&
I congratulate you on your success. Have you discovered however, what
I have known all along? The Staff is drained of all magical potential. I
did it myself before scattering the pieces across the realm. It is a useless
stick, good for churning butter or rowing a boat, but not for saving the
Emperor. Come find me if you dare, and I will relieve you of any further
burdens you may think to face. My legions await...&
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