It is done. The tumor is gone. Vorthas Uldun is secure. One strike of the sword is all it takes. Now, leave my realm and do not return. I will tear your flesh from your bones in an instant if I ever see you again.

Yes, you spoke true. The Staff of the Typos Sophia will once again take its rightful place at the center of my collection. Look away mortal, if you care to preserve your eyes. [A mighty sword engulfed in flame appears in Lord Methats Uldun's hand. He swings it, as if to cut air, but the air seems to resist. Suddenly, there is a flash of bright blue light, and when your eyes re-adjust, the sword is gone from Methats' hand.]

You think to deceive me, wretch? You offer a trade yet do not possess the staff? You will pay in blood instead!

I want this staff and yet you refuse to give it to me. A foolish choice. I will take it off your corpse!

I have agreed to your conditions. Now, it is your turn to uphold your end of our bargain. Give the staff to me.

You come well-prepared, mortal. This staff was acquired by my legions under timeless covenants of conquest. The treacherous toad Morgal desecrated it by his vile theft and cowardly escape. You have returned it out of your own volition, and so I will entertain your offer. What boon do you request of me? What is the liminal tumor of which you speak?

If Lord Methats is slain, there is no need to obtain this artifact for him. You may keep it for yourself if you find it.

I've always said that it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission. The Spire Council might not give us permission to gift their artifact, presumed lost in the invasion of the Battlespire, to the Dremora responsible for said invasion. If we, however, explain that we saved Old Ebonheart from total destruction by doing so, they'll be much more willing to forgive us.

So you have the staff? Magnificent, isn't it? It's almost a shame to give it away. Oh, but we have to. The fate of this city is on the line. And you are finally ready to stop it from being consumed by the liminal tumor.

You must know that artifacts have a tendency to disappear and reappear in different corners of existence. Most scholars attribute this phenomenon to the fragile nature of their interplanar link. In this particular case, I suspect the real explanation is lust for power, manifested through common theft. How convenient for us that Daedra also suffer from these primal emotions. Go and retrieve the staff from the sewers. Let's not keep a Lord of Oblivion waiting.

An artifact of great power, which disappeared in the invasion of the Battlespire. Lord Methats Uldun commanded that invasion, yet another Dremora Lord, one Rathine Morgal, recently appeared in Old Ebonheart central sewers with it in hand, and to my knowledge, he never left. I advise you to use some form of detection magic to locate him. Morgal is a master of Illusion. Once you do, proceed with caution, but get the staff from him by any means necessary.