How did you know that the Sword of the Moon Reiver is with me? You are well-prepared, indeed. Then you must know that with the power Lord Mehrunes Dagon granted me, it would be effortless for me to destroy the liminal tumor you speak of. I will do it. Vorthas Uldun must remain sealed from Mundus. Now, hand over the Staff of the Typos Sophia. Lord Methats Uldun
You have been expelled, %PCRank. You have to make amends before talking about this further. Arquebald Vene
Thanks to our efforts, the pocket guildhall is gone. The realm of Vorthas Uldun is not as dangerously close to Old Ebonheart as it used to be. For now. Arquebald Vene
It wasn't a trivial task, but we have succeeded. All the efforts I've put into the pocket guildhall have gone to waste, but destroying it was inevitable. The realm of Vorthas Uldun will be more isolated from Old Ebonheart for now. Meanwhile, I'll have enough time to prepare for other threats from it. I want to thank you, %PCRank, for what you have done. Take this as a sign of my gratitude. Arquebald Vene
I have made some preparations and learned how to use the Sword of the Moon Reiver. Let's begin. [%Name swings the Sword of the Moon Reiver, as if to cut air, but the air seems to resist. At some point, you see a flash of bright blue light, and when your eyes readjust, you see the sword falling to the floor. You pick it up.] Arquebald Vene
This is how I've come to refer to the present dimension. It's hopeless. The only way to cure it is to cut it out. Lord Methats Uldun used to be the only being capable of doing so. Now that he's slain, the only option available to us is to destroy the pocket guildhall ourselves. Using the Sword of the Moon Reiver, I'll manage to break the fragile connection between these dimensions. Meet me back in the guildhall, %PCRank. Arquebald Vene
This is how I've come to refer to the present dimension. It's hopeless. The only way to cure it is to cut it out. Lord Methats Uldun used to be the only being capable of doing so. Now that he's slain, the only option available to us is to destroy the pocket guildhall ourselves. Bring me the Sword of the Moon Reiver -- the artifact Methats Uldun used to wield. Meanwhile, I will collect information on the sword and its properties. Arquebald Vene
I will try to stabilize it while you're away. It would be unfortunate, if its growth gets out of control when we're so close to destroying it for good. And, of course, this goes without saying. If you need something from here, make sure to take it now before it all dissolves into pure creatia. Arquebald Vene
Perfect. One more thing before you go. You are probably wondering why I am not going with you. The answer might seem harsh, but I believe you will understand my reasoning. I am staying behind so that if you do not succeed, there is someone left prepared to repel the invading forces. We simply cannot afford to place all of our hopes on one daring expedition. Do not fret, though. I have seen you work. You are ready. You will succeed. Now, enough chatting. Step through the portal. I await your return. Arquebald Vene
That is understandable. An expedition to Oblivion requires significant preparation. But remember, time is of the essence. At any moment Lord Methats Uldun might realize that the breach is open and exploit it. We cannot afford to lose the element of surprise. Arquebald Vene
Once you are ready, talk to me again, and I am going to reactivate the gates to Vorthas Uldun. Prepare accordingly and stock up on supplies. Getting out will be harder than getting in. Once you're there, find Lord Methats Uldun and convince him to destroy the pocket guildhall. Make him use the Sword of the Moon Reiver and offer the staff as compensation. If he refuses to cooperate or if the tensions escalate, retrieve the sword. In any case, escape Oblivion and return to the guild. Arquebald Vene
We can do nothing until we have the Staff of the Typos Sophia. If you try to approach Lord Methats Uldun empty-handed, there will be one less %pcrank of the %faction and one too many pocket guildhalls still. Arquebald Vene
This is how I've come to refer to the present dimension. It's hopeless. The only way to cure it is to cut it out and the only being who can do that is Lord Methats Uldun himself. However, as you're well aware, Daedra do not operate how mortals do. You cannot just come uninvited to his realm and ask him nicely. We need to arrange a trade and for that we need something of value. Something that Methats wants. I know of one such thing. I know exactly where to find the Staff of the Typos Sophia. Arquebald Vene