Oblivion Mod:Oscuro's Oblivion Overhaul/An Expanded Excerpt from Vampires of Tamriel, Vol II

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Found in the following locations: In random containers On the bookshelf along the wall with the door in First Edition.

An Expanded Excerpt from Vampires of Tamriel, Vol II

by Threnodir Melainis

A discussion of the sword Light of Dawn

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Rumors of this ancient weapon have cropped up now and again in the history of Tamriel. It was first seen in the hands of Maergalla, a vampire hunter whose very name must still be enough to disturb the sleep of modern vampires. Rumored to be crafted from the very stuff of sunlight, it is far more likely to have simply been forged as the sun rose. It is unknown where Maergalla first acquired the weapon, however its unusual design may indicate a Telvanni enchanter as its creator.

It was a deadly weapon in its own right, but what made it such a bane to vampires was its glow. As each blow was struck into the flesh of the foul creatures, it would shine forth with light as pure as daylight. Wounds that were not in and of themselves fatal to the vampire were likely to slay not only it, but to injure any potential nearby vampires with its glow as well. A fearsome weapon indeed, coveted by many hunters. Maergalla alone is said to have been responsible for the deaths of thousands of vampires while using this blade.

How it fell into the hands of Lord Volmyr is unknown. It, and its last known bearer, disappeared during the rampages of the Camoran Usurper.

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It has been my personal quest to find this blade, and restore it to its previous glory. I am afraid that I have failed in this endeavor. I managed to track Lord Volmyr to his lair here in Nornalhorst. It is likely that I will die here, but I write this in the hopes that someone, some bold adventurer will find his way here, and fulfill the task that I have not - to remove the stain Volmyr has put upon this glorious sword.

He has somehow managed, through foul necromantic rites and the assistance of his vampiric sorcerers, to quench its light. I do not know why he has not yet slain me, but I can feel my limbs cooling as the loss of blood takes its toll, and my heart quails to think that my end will come here, at the hands of a vampire lord, with a blade that once was a shining symbol against these loathsome creatures.

I have seen enough to know that they have tied themselves to the Light of Dawn, Volmyr has been sacrificing wave after wave of his minions. And with each death, the blade's light grows weaker. I fear that soon it will fail entirely.

I can hear them chanting now, the sound chills my soul.

Publisher's Note:

A patrolling Imperial guardsman found this journal on a corpse somewhere between the Imperial City and Skingrad. The corpse was identified as Threnodir Melainis, a known vampire hunter who had last been seen in Skingrad.