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Starts With: Prince Lhotun, Sentinel|
Dungeon: Random, Sentinel
Minimum PC Level: 5
Key Strategy: Wait around in Sentinel for seven days, ask for lots of rumors.
Story Progression: Lysandus and Medora were lovers, location of Direnni Tower and Medora.
Prerequisite Quest: None
Next Quests: Wayrest Painting and Freeing Medora
Like most days, you are peacefully strolling through town absorbing the local beauty when a messanger quickly delivers you a letter and disappears before you can say 'Orc' (those little guys sure are fast). The letter is from Prince Lhotun of Sentinel and reads...
Castle Sentinel Dear Kral BlackHaven, You do not know me but I know you. I know that you were shipwrecked. I know that you are trying to dispel the ghost of King Lisandus. If you want, I can tell you what I know, but I need your help in return. If you want to talk, my name is Prince Lhotun and I live in Sentinel at Samaruik, which is usually called Castle Sentinel. I hope that we can meet soon. Yours truly, Lhotun, Prince of Sentinel
Since you happen to be relatively free at the moment, you decide to take the Prince up on his offer and pay him a visit. After a long boat trip across the bay you reach Sentinel and the castle.
Welcome to Sentinel, Kral. I guess you must have received my letter. I know some things about Lysandus and why he might be haunting Daggerfall, but before I tell you, you have to promise to do something for me first. Is that all right?
Not wanting to make a bad first impression, and wishing to know more about Lysandus' death you quickly accept.
You will? Thank Stendarr. You see, I used to to have an older brother, ten or eleven years older than me, named Arthago. Whenever I ask what happened to him, I'm told a different story. Some say he got sick and died, some say he was kidnapped by the Underking. I want to know the truth. If you can find some proof of what really happened to him, I'll tell you all I know about King Lysandus.
Ah...a missing person's quest, you've solved dozens of these from quests given by the temple and fighter guilds you've worked for, although the Prince didn't give you much to work with. In fact, he didn't give you any sort of clue where to look. Usually you get a dungeon name, a town, or even a friend's name. You make your way outside the castle, pondering on how to solve this one.
Outside the castle you decide to question a few locals to see what they might know. Most don't appear to have any knowledge of the missing prince. A few however believe the story that the knight became sick and died. No real news there. You decide to stick around town for a few days to see if someone tries to contact you. Fortunately for you, they do. You receive a letter from someone giving you a location to meet them at.
Dear Kral, If you are interested in learning the truth, about prince Arthago, meet me at (some tavern) in (some town) of Sentinel. (unsigned)
You waste no time in getting there. You search the tavern and find the agent in an upper room.
Kral BlackHaven? Shhh. I would prefer that nobody sees me talking with you. It has come to our attention that the Underking is being wrongly accused of abducting prince Arthago. Before you judge, check into (a nearby crypt). I'll mark it on your map. Who am I? Just call me a loyal servant. Now move away before anyone gets suspicious. Go on, scram.
Definitely not the friendliest of people...you wonder why she is so secretive. Well, no matter since you have the information you came for, the location of a dungeon where the prince, or evidence of his death, may be found. You stock up with nessecary supplies in the towns general store and head off.
The dungeon is a typical one, with little to distinuish itself from the myriads of others you've explored. You tread carefully, however, since the crypt is crawling with Lichs, Vampires, and even several Ancient Lichs. You courageously fight them off and come too close to death several times. After clearing out one room of Liches you notice a piece of paper on the floor which looks a little out of place. Could this be the evidence you're looking for. You pick it up and begin to read it.
23 Morning Star 3E 400 (Crypt's Name) Two days I was sealed within this crypt without food or water. I do not know whether hunger or poor health or one of the creatures who share this dank hole with me will kill me first -- I only know that I will soon be dead, and not even my bones with remain. My hope is that in the years that come, this letter will be read and the sad story of _brother_, Prince of Sentinel will be told. I am fifteen years old at the time of this writing, and have been plagued with bad health for most of my life, to the frustration of my hearty parents. The finest healers and apothecaries in western Tamriel have labored over my every cough and fever, but while they could save my life time and time again, they could not improve my sickly constitution. In retrospect, I received little real affection from the king and queen, embarrassed as they were about begetting such a cripple as the heir of the kingdom. I cannot say I missed the love; I received much attention from the doctors, priests, and herbalists constantly at court. Certainly I was not to be the sort of warrior that King Cameron was, but one of my dearest friends, a priest of Stendarr said that I might be the first scholar-king in the history of Sentinel. My younger sister Aubk-i was the true favorite of my parents: athletic, beautiful, and charming. It is hard to think of an uncomplimentary word for her. I am resigned to my imminent death, and yet, I would like to see her once again. For six years, Aubk-i and I were the only children of Sentinel. Eight years ago, the queen had a boy child and named him Greklith, after the ancient Redguard word for B King. Few speak that tongue any longer, but all the scholars and nobles of Hammerfell understood. And Greklith is a B boy indeed -- I have never so much as seen him cough. The Queen's next child, born only a year after Greklith, had an even more ominous birthname -- Lhotun. Second Boy. Perhaps had I been less sheltered, more suspicious by nature, I might have read into these nominations. Lhotun and Greklith are common enough names in our family, I reasoned. Now I know that even then, I was disinherited -- even if it was not official yet. For several months before Lhotun's birth and over three years afterward, I was in the throes of a very serious fever. The doctors despaired of me, but somehow and very, very gradually, I recovered. For the first time, and the last, I read an expression on my father, the King's face that was not indifference. It was disgust. That was a fortnight ago. Three nights ago, I was seized by men I had never seen while I was having a walk. My nursemaid stood by watching placidly as I was gagged and tied and thrown roughly into a sack. I do not know how long they rode with me, but I was eventually left here. When I finally freed myself from my bonds, I found that I was alone. My wanders have gotten me nowhere. This place is filled with undead creatures that prevent me from finding any exit. I have no hope left, but no fear either. A few regrets. Perhaps had I studied magic instead of history and science I could free myself of this place. One of my tutors told the story of the Underking, how he had placed his lifeforce in the body of a powerful being and had thus conquered all Tamriel long, long ago. Had I only had the strength of a more powerful body like that. But I did not study magic. I studied history, so I leave this letter -- not to revenge myself, but as an historic document.
Phew...these royalty types sure are long winded, but this would appear to be the evidence Prince Lhotun is looking for. You quickly escape the dungeon by activating your magical bracers of teleportation and return to the Sentinel Castle and Prince Lhotun.
This what I most feared. Poor Arthago. As I promised, here's what I've heard about Lysandus. I don't know how much of this is secret, but I trust you. Lysandus was in love with his court sorceress, a noblewoman named Medora Direnni, and during the war with us, his queen found out. They say that while her husband was gone, Queen Mynisera banished Medora from the court. My sister Aubk-i is queen now, part of the treaty to insure peace, but Mynisera still resides at Castle Daggerfall as the dowager Queen mother. I don't know where Medora went, but I know she has an enormous castle somewhere on the Isle of Balfiera. But I also heard there is some kind of curse on her, and she can never leave. I don't know if that helps you, but that's all I know. Again, thank you for Arthago's letter. Just knowing what happened will ease my heart somewhat. Please take this (magicitem) as a token of my appreciation.
Well...in addition to making another friend in Sentinel royalty you've aquired a quality magical item and have learned the location of Medora, Lysandus' lover. This is turning out to be a veritable middle-ages soap-opera.
The next quest is the Wayrest Painting, Freeing Medora, or you may return to the Quest Walkthrough Page.
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