| Maxima Petellia | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| Location | Imperial City's Nobles District; Improvised Garrison | ||
| Race | Imperial | Gender | Female |
| Reaction | Friendly | ||
| Other Information | |||
| Faction(s) | Immortal Eight, Imperial Legion | ||
Maxima Petellia is an Imperial legionnaire found cooking at the Improvised Garrison in the Nobles District. She is part of the Immortal Eight, a group of Imperial soldiers who remain loyal to the Empire and have been granted a form of immortality by an Ancient Scroll. She represents Mara among the Eight Divines.
Related QuestsEdit
The Imperial Standard
: Defend a garrison from the forces of Molag Bal.
DialogueEdit
You can speak with her as she stirs her bowl by the counter.
- "I must say it's good to see a fresh, living face in these barracks. We haven't much, but I might be able to sneak you a spoonful or two."
- What are you cooking?
- "Oh, you like the smell! It's amazing how a few spices can liven up boot leather soup.
I'm teasing, of course. There's really only a dash of boot leather in here. Zelanus has done an amazing job at scrounging up food. Meat, bread—even fresh apples." - So scavenging is how you've held out for two months?
- "That, and knowing how to pick and choose our battles. We fight when the odds favor us and pull back when they don't. Simple tactics, really.
For my part, I'm just glad I'm with my children." - You have children living in the city?
- "Oh, that's just what I call my comrades. My boys and girls. Even Anatolius, though he prefers Captain Caudex.
These soldiers are all my children. I'll cook their meals and heal their wounds until I pass. That's what a mother does, you know."
After discovering that she's immortal, you can ask her further questions.
- "I'm glad Anatolius shared our secret. He wouldn't admit it, but it weighs on him. I hope you can convince him it's not a bad thing."
- So you're comfortable with becoming immortal?
- "When you've lived as long as I have, you don't expect to live much longer. You certainly don't expect to wake in a basement after a Daedroth tramples you.
I have friends waiting for me in Aetherius, but for now, I'm needed here." - That doesn't really answer my question.
- "About being immortal? I don't believe our immortality is something to be feared, nor do I think it is something to celebrate. It's a strange, frightening necessity. No use wrangling over it.
We're where we need to be, together. That's enough."