|Location(s):||Bangkorai, Reaper’s March, The Rift|
|Location Notes:||This lorebook is located in southern central Bangkorai. In vicinity of Damar Farmstead POI. Close to NPC Shalan. He is a part of quest The Returned .|
|Location Notes:||This lorebook is found in vicinity of Willowgrove (town POI), southern Reaper’s March.|
Loc.1 – Inside Donniel’s House.
Loc.1 – On a table.
Normally, you need a witches coven, or a mages guild, or at least matching pillow case and sheets to invoke a prince of Oblivion. The Man Under the Library showed me how to do it myself. He told me to wait until the storm was at its height before shaving the cat. I’ve forgotten the rest of the ceremony. It doesn’t matter.
Someone appeared who I thought was Hermaeus Mora. The only thing that made me somewhat suspicious was Hermaeus Mora, from what I read, was a big blobby multi-eyed clawed monstrosity, and this guy looked like a waistcoated banker. Also, he kept calling himself Sheogorath, not Hermaeus Mora. Still, I was so happy to have successfully summoned Hermaeus Mora, these inconsistencies did not bother me. He had me do some things that didn’t make any sense to me (beyond the mortal scope, breadth, and ken, I suppose), and then his servant happily gave me something he called the Wabbajack. Wabbajack. Wabbajack.
Wabbajack. Wabbajack. Wabbajack. Wabbajack. Wabbajack. Wabbajack.
Maybe the Wabbajack is the Book of Knowledge. Maybe I’m smarter because I know cats can be bats can be rats can be hats can be gnats can be thats can be thises. And that doors can be boars can be snores can be floors can be roars can be spores can be yours can be mine. I must be smart, for the interconnective system is very clear to me. Then why or wherefore do people keep calling me mad?
Wabbajack. Wabbajack. Wabbajack.