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Ancient Scrolls Of The Dwemer VIII Lorebook

Collection: Dwemer
Location(s): Alik’r Desert, Eastmarch, Malabal Tor
Alik’r Desert
Location Notes: Found inside and around Yldzuun solo dungeon which is all the way in the southeast corner of Alik’r.
Image walkthrough:

Loc 1 is inside Yldzuun solo dungeon which you can enter on the location marked on the map above

Loc 1: Lorebook is found on one of the tables in the first room of the dungeon.

Map:
Alik'r Desert map

Eastmarch
Location Notes: Found around Lower Yorgrim POI in northeastern Eastmarch (east of Windhelm).
Image walkthrough:

Loc 1: Near Giant’s Heart POI (eye icon) southeast of Lower Yorgrim

Loc 3: On the shore north of Lower Yorgrim POI in a small camp

Map:
Eastmarch map

Malabal Tor
Location Notes: Can be found in vicinity of Horseshoe Island POI, northern Malabal Tor.
Image walkthrough:

Loc.1 – Southwest of the Horseshoe Island icon, on the beach, lying in the sand next to a gear and a wooden frame.

Map:
Malabal Tor map

Lorebook text

The Snow Elf and the Variation-Lens

By Marobar Sul

Mzulchond the Tonal Architect had spent twenty years attuning the great animus geode he’d found in Inner Duathand, trying to synchronize it with the precession of the dual equinoxes in order to captivate the Nirnpith Essence. The geode’s vibratory affinities continued to elude him, however, so one day he threw down his attenuators, left his workshop and went to the kitchens for an infusion of chal.

As he approached the kitchen portal he heard sibilant music that cut off abruptly as he stepped over the threshold. His house-assistant, a Snow Elf maiden named Lilyarel, withdrew her hands from behind the steam-grill and looked up guiltily.

"I heard music, Lilyarel," Mzulchond said. "What did you just put behind the calorefactor?"

"It’s nothing, Sir Dwarf," the maiden replied. "Just something I cobbled together to pass the time."

"What? Have you been in my device-closet again? Show me what you have there."

Reluctantly, the Snow Elf reached behind the steam-grill and drew out a fist-sized object of golden metal, crystal knobs glinting on its flange-hood. Mzulchond held out his hand, open, and Lilyarel carefully placed the object in it. "Don’t drop it," she said. "It’ll get de-tuned."

"Well, well," the engineer said. "So you’ve built yourself a crude tonal variation-lens. Is this what was playing the music I heard?"

"Yes, Sir Dwarf," the maiden said, gazing at the floor. "I hope I didn’t do anything wrong."

"What, with this device? There’s nothing dangerous in a melodic repeater bauble, so long as it doesn’t leak bthun-waves from its volumizer. Can’t have that—might interfere with the static condensers."

"Oh, don’t worry, I used arkoid shielding—not very much!" she said anxiously. "But it’s not a melodic repeater, Sir, it harmonizes with my mental melodies."

"Nonsense," Mzulchond scoffed. "No one knows how to synchronize a variation-lens with mental concept-cycles. It’s never been done."

"I wouldn’t know anything about that, Sir Dwarf," Lilyarel said, wringing her hands nervously. "I just flipped the duum-emitter so it canceled the demi-ektar-waves, and it worked just fine. Can I have it back now?"

"Hold on a dzum," the engineer said, raising a hand while he looked more closely at the gleaming device. "Flipping the duum-emitter cancels the demi-ektars? Yes … yes, I can see how that might work. This may be just the thing I need to attune my animus geode to the Nirnpith Essence!"

As Mzulchond turned in excitement to take the variation-lens back to his workshop, the Elf maiden picked up a flipper-strut with both hands and struck him across the back of the head. The tonal architect fell dead to the ground, as Lilyarel picked up her shiny device. "Never liked him," she hissed to herself. "Always smelled like Dwemer oil."

Then she opened the brazen louvers of a vent-tube, crawled in, and began lowering herself down through the inwards of the Dwarven city. "Guess I’m going down to join the Undermer, and not coming back." And with that, she turned on her variation-lens, which immediately began harmonizing with her mental melodies.

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