| Collection: | Dwemer |
| Location(s): | Alik’r Desert, Eastmarch, Malabal Tor |
| Alik’r Desert | |
| Location Notes: | You’ll find this lorebook in an area near the entrance to Santaki solo dungeon, south of the main city of Sentinel. |
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| Eastmarch | |
| Location Notes: | Found in the area around Voljar’s Meadery Wayshrine. |
| Image walkthrough: | Loc.1 – In a camp north of Voljar’s Meadery Waysrhine, northeast of Voljar’s Meadery, next to its northeasternmost building. Found in a tent next to a weapon rack and a stump with an ax. |
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| Malabal Tor | |
| Location Notes: | This lorebook is located in vicinity of Tomb of the Apostates – public dungeon. |
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Lorebook text
"Now thou wert just showing off," frowned Jalemmil. "Surely that would have been a good time to escape."
"Thou might think so," agreed Zarek. "But thou had to see the topography—a few large trees, and then nothing but shrubs. Ulin would have noticed my absence and caught up with me in no time, and I would have had a hard time explaining Mathais’s absence. However, the brief forage around the area allowed me to observe some of the trees close up, and I could formulate my final plan.
"When I got back to camp with a few twigs, I told Ulin that Mathais was slow coming along, dragging a large dead tree behind him. Ulin scoffed at his brother’s strength, saying it would take him time to pull up a live tree by the roots and drop it on the bonfire. I expressed reasonable doubt.
"’I’ll show thee,’ he said, ripping up a ten-foot-tall specimen effortlessly.
"’But that’s scarcely a sapling,’ I objected. ‘I thought thou couldst rip up a tree.’ His eyes followed mine to a magnificent, heavy-looking one at the edge of the clearing. Ulin grabbed it and began to shake it with a tremendous force to loosen its roots from the dirt. With that, he loosened the hive from the uppermost branches, dropping it down onto his head.
"That was when I made my escape, mother," said Zarek in conclusion, showing a little schoolboy pride. "While Mathais and Koorg were at the base of the cliff, and Ulin was flailing about, engulfed by a swarm."
Jalemmil embraced her son once again.
Publisher’s Note:
I was reluctant to publish Marobar Sul’s "Ancient Scrolls of the Dwemer," but when the University of Gwylim Press asked me to edit this edition, I decided to use this as an opportunity to set the record straight once and for all.
Scholars do not agree on the exact date of Marobar Sul’s work, but it is generally agreed that they were written by the playwright "Gor Felim," famous for popular comedies and romances during the Second Era after the fall of the Reman Empire. The current theory holds that Felim heard a few genuine Dwemer tales and adapted them to the stage in order to make money, along with rewritten versions of many of his own plays.
Gor Felim created the persona of "Marobar Sul" who could translate the Dwemer language in order to add some sort of validity to the work and make it even more valuable to the gullible. Note that while "Marobar Sul" and his works became the subject of heated controversy, there are no reliable records of anyone actually meeting "Marobar Sul," nor was there anyone of that name employed by the Mages Guild, the School of Julianos, or any other intellectual institution.
In any case, the Dwemer in most of the tales of "Marobar Sul" bear little resemblance to the fearsome, unfathomable race that frightened even the Dunmer, Nords, and Redguards into submission and built ruins that even now have yet to be understood.