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Drake of Blades
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The Drake of Blades
Drake of Blades, imbued with the power of Akatosh

The Drake of Blades is a socially awkward Imperial and a member of the Dragonguard. She hopes to save the Imperial City from being pulled into Coldharbour, although she has no stake in the Alliance War.

Related Quests[edit]

Quest-Related Dialogue[edit]

City on the Brink[edit]

After speaking with your Alliance's general, she will tell where she'll be:

Drake of Blades: "Meet me among the tradesmen. Quickly, if you please."
"Your general was telling you to keep an eye out for me, right? Here I am."
So you're the Dragonguard I was told about?
"Right... I'm sorry. Introductions should come first. I apologize. I am the Drake of Blades."
The Drake of-?
"Blades. Yes. I'm a member of the Dragonguard. Or, I should say, the true Dragonguard. We were driven underground by the Empress Regent Clivia. Just as well. We are sworn to serve the true heir of the Dragon. She is certainly not that."
What are you doing down here in the sewer?
"I'm conducting an investigation - the only investigation that matters. Your friends have provided a great distraction with all their fighting and dying, but I've hit a wall and I... I need help. I wouldn't ask if it weren't important, believe me."
Why should I help you?
"Because you're not an idiot. You're not an idiot are you? Sorry. I'm looking into a plot. The plot. Molag Bal is looking for something. Something powerful. I fear that if we don't find out what it is, we'll all pay dearly."
Looking for something? Can you be more specific?
"Truthfully? No. Not yet. But we can change that. I need an extra set of eyes and ears. You look strong, reasonably capable, assertive, so on and so on. If we pool our assets, we should be able to foil Molag Bal's plans."
Where would we even start?
"In the districts. There are six in all. Molag Bal has tried to cover his tracks by scattering his operation - hiding in plain sight. But he's prideful and sloppy. He's left clues. We just need to find them and piece the puzzle together. Simple."
And if I did decide to help you, how would I get to the districts?
Your clumsy militiamen have staked out routes through the drainage system. They rolled out ladders to mark the entrances. The hub is just over there - can't miss it. It's filthy, but surprisingly efficient. So what do you say? Will you help me?"
Yes, I'll help you.
"You're dubious. Skeptical. That's good. All I ask is that you consider it and stay watchful. I'll do the same. Small beginnings and such. Simple. If you're half as capable as I think you are, we'll be meeting again soon."

This line of dialogue completes the quest, however the dialogue tree remains.

"So. You're making a stupid face. I'm assuming you have questions? Sorry. It's not a stupid face. It's just - never mind. I have... difficulties."
Why do you call yourself the Drake of Blades?
"It's a simple misdirection. All members of the Dragonguard have assumed pseudonyms. There's a Drake of Shields, a Drake of Staves, and so on. It gives us the freedom to act in both plainclothes and uniform."
But why "Blades?"
"That's a question for the leadership. I'd like to think it reflects on my keen intellect, but I have no idea. It was probably random. Then again, the Drake of Crowns is a clumsy, short-sighted ass, so maybe there's something to it. Royalty."
Are you feeling all right?
"Of course I am. Am I...? I'm being awkward, aren't I? I apologize. I'm not very good... with people, I mean. I usually just avoid talking to people entirely. This is the longest conversation I've had in months."
"Something like that. I guess. I'm perceptive. "Gifted," they say. I can tell when someone's lying, or anxious, or plotting something, just by looking at them. But it's too much sometimes - especially when they start talking to me."
Must be difficult.
"Yes and no. For better or worse, it made me who I am. I couldn't really talk to people, so I had to learn about them through observation. It honed my senses - made me focus on the little things. Details. That's a valuable skill in my profession."
Why do you need my help?
"You have assets that I don't. Influence, connections... charisma. You're an accomplished warrior. You obviously have no love for the Daedra. We have common enemies, common goal. It's simple."
Do you have any stake in the War of the Three Banners?
"Are you joking. Oh. You're not. No, I'm not interested in petty border disputes."
So you don't care who claims the city?
"You're still being serious aren't you? No. I don't care who "claims" the city. The occupation could last for twenty days or twenty centuries. Doesn't matter. When Akatosh's heir arrives, the old order, all of it, will be swept away."
So you're waiting for the next Dragonborn Emperor?
"We all are. But that's barely relevant at this point. Let's focus on the Daedra, all right?"

Of Brands and Bones[edit]

When you meet her in the Undertaker's Office she will be finishing up some business:

Drake of Blades: "Tell me more about this map or things will go very poorly for you. Are you listening? Hello...?"
Drake of Blades: "Oh. You're dead .... Typical."

Once you speak to her:

"You made it. Excellent.
I am sorry about the mess, but this cultist was not very forthcoming. All I got was this map. What did you find?"
Molag Bal's skeletons are digging up the "Dragonfire Cathedral."
"Dragonfire Cathedral? Are you sure you heard that correctly? Skeletons aren't all that articulate."
A ghostly voice said to seek the Dragonfire Cathedral and "quench the light."
"Hm. That must have been disconcerting."
What do you know about the Dragonfire Cathedral?
"It's a legend. Folktale ... like Arkay's magic breeches.
According to the story, Alessia received a vision from Akatosh in one of the old Ayleid shrines beneath the city. Her followers tore it down and built a cathedral there."
Why would Molag Bal want to find it?
"The cathedral is supposed to be the resting place of Akatosh's "second gift" to Alessia - a powerful relic. What the relic actually does? I have no idea.
Molag Bal must be after this relic - that's why he's looking for the cathedral."
So how do we stop him?
"The map I took from this idiot points to the crematorium. I'll bet that's where Molag Bal's skeletons are digging now.
Honestly, I'm not convinced that the Dragonfire Cathedral is real. But we can't take the risk. We have to stop them."
So we go to the crematorium and....
"We demolish the dig site.
Worm Cultists have been using concentrated kindlepitch to clear rubble. The Xivkyn Soulbranders have been distributing it since they arrived. If you can acquire some, we can use it to destroy their operation."
All right. I'll find the Kindlepitch and meet you at the crematorium.
"Once I've finished disposing of this body, I'll make for the crematorium. It's probably full of cultists. I'll try to thin the herd before you arrive.
By that I mean I'm going to kill them all, in case that wasn't clear."

After finishing the conversation you can ask her one more question:

So this cultist didn't have any other information?
"None that he was keen to share. He did a lot of begging. Sentiment. I learned a lot about his mother, for instance. I don't know why people always talk about their mothers.
It's probably my fault. I've never been a very good interrogator."

Once you've acquired the kindlepitch you have to meet her in the Crematorium:

Drake of Blades: "It's a mess in here, I know … but it was the best I could do on short notice. Set the Kindlepitch before more of these cultists arrive!"

Speaking to her after meeting her in the Crematorium but before placing the kindlepitch:

"What are you doing up here? Go place the kindlepitch. Honestly, these cultists were not eager to give the place up. I'm sure more are on the way.
So, yes … urgency"

After you set the kindlepitch:

Drake of Blades: "Well done! That's sure to draw some attention. Meet me back at your alliance base once the coast is clear."

If you speak with her in another district while this quest is active:

"What are you doing here? I thought you were busy branding skeletons and killing Worm Cultists.
There's work to do here, but it will keep. Get back to the Memorial District"

When you speak to her again at your alliance base:

"You look awful! I'm sorry, that sounded bad. You look … unkempt? To be honest, neither of us should have been standing that close to an explosion. My ears are still ringing.
So Molag Bal's dig is completely destroyed, yes?"
Yes, it's done.
"Excellent. This will buy us some time. If the Dragonfire Cathedral actually exists, we need to make sure it doesn't fall into Molag Bal's hands, right? Yes.
Take this for your trouble, and stay in touch. There's more to Molag Bal's plan, I know it."

The Bleeding Temple[edit]

"You didn't come to pray, did you? The Temple District is no place for pilgrims - not anymore. I'm sorry if I seem distracted. I lost something."
What did you lose?
"Who. When the anchors fell, I made contact with a priest named Egnatius. He's old... with very distracting teeth, but wiser than most. I'm certain he can help us stop whatever Molag Bal has planned for the city. Unfortunately, he's been captured."
Do you know where they took him?
"Not yet. Molag Bal obviously knows his value. They don't keep him in one place for long. Daedra have been torturing the city's clergy near the shrines to the Eight. We should split up and free those priests. Hopefully Egnatius will be among them."
I'll search these shrines to the Eight and rescue any priests I find there.
"Meet in the rectory when you're finished - it should be safe there. Now stay low. You don't want to be strung up like the rest of these dolts. We're just going to find Egnatius and get out of here, right. We've agreed...? Just nod."
What can you tell me about Father Egnatius?
"I already told you about his teeth, didn't I? Sorry. Egnatius is very wise. Confused, but wise."
Confused how?
"He's a priest. Religion is all about elevating what you can't see over what you can. It's absurd. Even so, he's a genius - or near to it. Had the ear of some Imperial councilors before Mannimarco hedged him out."
And you think he can help us?
"I know he can. I wouldn't waste time and resources on him otherwise. I don't make a practice of saving useless people. You know that. That came out wrong. All people are sort of useful... I guess. I don't know. I'm just trying to be polite."
Are you all right?
"Yes, of course I am. Is this really relevant? We have work to do."
Why are you so anxious?
"I don't see how it's any of your business. But this is obviously going to become an issue... This place makes me uncomfortable. The Temple District, I mean. Well, I should clarify - the people here make me uncomfortable. Religious people."
"It's the expectation. Everyone is supposed to act differently here. I don't know how to do that. Out in the world, life is messy. But not here. Before the invasion, it was so clean and everyone was so polite. It's all pretense. I hate it."
Do you follow the Divines?
"No. No one does - not really. The Nine Doctrines provide very clear instructions. They're concise. Simple. But I kill, and spy, and steal. It's my profession. I could act like I keep to their commands, but that would be lying - and I hate lies."
But don't the Dragonguard venerate Akatosh?
"Veneration is not the same thing as obedience. Look, every moment we spend squabbling about theology is another eternity of torture for those priests. Let's just get back to the task at hand, yes? Yes."

If you speak to her in another district before freeing the priests, she will say:

"Oh, it's you. I was just looking for some tools. Wait, why aren't you in the Temple District? We need to get Father Egnatius out, remember? There's work to do here, no doubt - but for now we need to focus on these priests. Let's get back to it."

After freeing the three priests, you report back to her at the rectory:

"It's about time. You didn't find him either? Damn, we may be too late."
One of the priests told me that the Daedra took Egnatius to the Temple of the One.
"Well, that complicates things. Do you know how many Daedra are guarding the Temple? It's somewhere between "a lot" and "too many." Unfortunately, we don't have much of a choice. People don't last long in there. We have to strike now."
What's the plan?
""Plan." No, I don't think we have time for that. We'll have to improvise. This is where I'm supposed to be encouraging, isn't it? I'm sorry. I'll create a distraction. You slip in during the confusion, slay Egnatius' captors and escape. Simple."
And after that?
"Make sure Egnatius makes it to safety, extract any information you can, then meet me back at your Alliance base. He definitely knows something. I'd help you question him if I was, you know... not me. So it goes. Good luck."
All right. I'll rescie Egnmatius and meet you back at the Alliance base.

If you speak to her again, she'll say:

"What are you still doing here? Get to the Temple of the One and rescue Egnatius. I have work to do.
I hope that a few headless Dremora will be distraction enough... Don't have time for anything really sensational."

The Imperial Standard[edit]


Knowledge is Power[edit]

""He came to her with his ...." Oh. Well, that's colorful. Mara's mercy, what a waste of paper."
What are you reading?
"The Cane and something, something .... It's fiction. Useless. But it's still part of our heritage. We have to keep it safe.
The Daedra have been torching every book they can find. All except one. It's a tome of some kind, kept locked away."
What do you think is in this book they refuse to burn?
"I have no idea, but it must be important. I tried to get Sergianus, the Chief Archivist, to smuggle it out for me. But he bungled the job and got himself captured. He'll no doubt need rescuing.
Start with the book though. It's in a strongbox nearby."
I'll find the book and see if I can rescue the Chief Archivist while I'm at it.
"Be careful down there. No telling what else the Daedra are burning. We can't afford to have you added to the pile."

Returning from your mission:

"Hey. Judging by the soot on you, I'm guessing it's done? That or you took a fireball to the face."
Yes, it's done. I have the book and I rescued Chief Archivist Sergianus.
"Excellent. May I have it, please? Whatever it is, the Daedra must think it's important."
Here you go. What's the "Sublime Brazier?"
"Sublime what?
Oh. Well ... that's troubling. Did you read this? You can read, right?"
Yes, I read it. What do you make of it?
"Doesn't make sense. If the Sublime Brazier is a relic that ignites the Dragonfires, why haven't I heard of it? The Dragonguard should be protecting it. How are we expected to turn back the Daedra if ... never mind.
Sorry. I just hate surprises."
No, I didn't bother.
"Apparently, the Sublime Brazier is a relic the emperors use to light the Dragonfires—those mystical flames that keep the Daedra from entering our world.
But it doesn't make sense. The Dragonguard should know about this—should be protecting it."
So why were the Daedra holding onto this book?
"They obviously have plans for this Brazier. They must be looking for insights into how it works. Weaknesses.
I suppose we should be thankful that they didn't destroy the book. I've got a lot of reading to do."
So what's the plan?
"For now, we stay watchful. This book is obviously connected to a greater plot. I'll be in touch once I figure out what the Sublime Brazier has to do with the invasion.
So, yes. I'm reading now. Can you go, please? You're in my light."

The Lock and the Legion[edit]

With no other Drake of Blade missions, you can speak to her in the Elven Gardens District:

"You haven't seen any legionaries that seem out of place, have you? He'd be shorter than I am, lean, with very little hair."
You'll need to be more specific. What's the problem?"
"My contact in Legion Zero, Captain Regilus, is missing. He's sharp. Tenacious. A good man - I guess. Anyway, I haven't heard from him in weeks. He drank that Coldharbour brew to maintain his cover. I'm afraid it may have gotten the better of him."
I'll look for him. Any idea where he might be?
"We use a system. When I want to meet, I draw the seal of the Dragonguard on a wall near the thoroughfare crossing. That's the signal to meet in the sewer hideout. I'll mark it on your map. I'm not convinced he'll show, but... he's valuable."
I'll seek him out and find out where he's been.
"If you see him, please tell him how angry I am. Or maybe "disappointed" is better. Just.. whatever. You know what I mean. Use your imagination."
Why do you think he'll show for me and not for you?
"I'm... difficult. He could simply be avoiding me."
Do you think that's likely?
"No, of course not. He's a consummate professional. He wouldn't let something like that interfere with his duty. He's always taken my peculiarities in stride. It's weird."
So why do you think he's not showing?
"I have two theories. One, he has been captured, or two, he's determined that a meet is too dangerous. I have a hard time believing that he's been killed or captured. He's far too clever for that. His work is clean. Cleaner than mine."
So what could be making a meet too dangerous?
"The corruption. Members of Legion Zero are forced to drink a foul potion. It' s an initiation of sorts. It makes them aggressive. Erratic. He probably doesn't want to endanger me... my mission, I mean. He might be less concerned about hurting you."

After you've executed Captain Regilus' plan, you return to the Drake of Blades in your Alliance's base:

"You made it back. Excellent. Did you find Regilus? What did he have to say?"
We managed to steal an ancient key from the Daedra. Here is Regilus's final report.
"A key? May I? Well it's certainly old. Seems like Regilus has some theories. Gods, his penmanship is atrocious. Luckily, some of the iconography seems intact. Between that and Regilus's notes, we should be able to deduce its origin."
What do you think it opens?
"Something with a lock on it. I'd say a door, based on the size. Perhaps a very large box. I can guess more if you'd like. Sorry. There is something about a relic in his report... Wait, did you say his "final report?" What happened to him?"
Molag Bal's corruption finally took hold. He chose to take his own life rather than lose control.
Are you all right?
"Yes, of course I am. Why are you looking at me like that? Stop it. He was dead as soon as he drank that poison. We both knew that. I just thought he was going to hold on a bit longer. It's... it's a shame. That's all."
All right.
"So. Yes. I'll hold onto the key for now. I suspect we'll need it sooner rather than later. Thank you for recovering it - and for finding Regilus. I'm glad someone was there. At the end."

Speaking to her after the quest has been completed will have her say:

"Regilus's work won't be in vain. We'll put his report to good use. Same with this key. Don't worry."

If you encounter the Drake of Blades in another district while this mission is active, she will angrily say:

"You look lost. You're supposed to be in the Elven Gardenslooking for my contact, Regilus, remember? You are far from the Elven Gardens. There's work to do here, but it can wait. Let's sort out this business with Regilus first, all right?"

The Watcher in the Walls[edit]

The Rat told me that Molag Bal is trying to keep the Dragonfires from ever burning again.
"The Rat? Yes, I met him once. He was wearing a mask made from someone's small clothes and was covered in his own sick. He's completely mad. Then again, he has a talent. He knows this city better than anyone - and he's quiet. Very quiet."
He seemed very certain.
"Your face... You believe him, don't you? Perfect. I admit, it makes sense. The Dragonfires are the key to ejecting the Daedra permanently. If Molag Bal could extinguish them forever, that would be very, very bad. We'll have to keep digging."
How would you suggest we do that?
"At this point? We stay patient and watchful. Also quiet. If Molag Bal catches our scent, we may lose him completely. We have motive now, but the bones of a plot aren't enough. We need plans, names, timetables... Keep watching, I'll do the same."

The Sublime Brazier[edit]

When entering the Dragonfire Cathedral:

Drake of Blades: "Malivus! He's already here! Damn."

When approaching the Sublime Brazier:

Drake of Blades: "Right. To show humility … obedience. I can do obedient. Just watch me."
Drake of Blades: "Don't rush the man, Captain. But yes, Egnatius, you really should hurry this up."

After the Daedroth has been slain:

Drake of Blades: "My head … what's happening inside my head … ?"

After General Mavilus is defeated:

Drake of Blades: "Lord Akatosh, I am yours! I pledge my blades and my soul to your service! I am your shield and your vengeance, now and for all time!"
Drake of Blades: "Oh. That's different."
Drake of Blades: "Aaaaaaaaagh!"
Drake of Blades: "I can … I can see everything."
Drake of Blades: "More Daedra? No. You are not welcome here."
Drake of Blades: "That's the last of them, yes? Good riddance."

After Father Egnatius and Captain Caudex have left:

"So that's it. We did it. Wait, did I just incinerate thirty some-odd Daedra?"
So, I guess the ritual worked.
"Certainly seems like it. I feel weird. Lighter. This place—I can see it now. It's more than stone. There's purpose, and fury, and light. A stiff breeze … and fireflies.
I'm babbling. This is all very new. You're gawking again."
Do you think we've finished off the last of the Daedra?
"Oh yes. I can hear Molag Bal howling. He's not at all pleased. I believe the Brazier is well and truly out of his reach.
So, now I wait, I guess. I probably should have brought a book or something."
Is there anything else I can do for you?
"Yes. You can forget this place. And me. I've left instructions with a member of my order. He'll ensure that the Brazier stays out of the history books. All you need to do is stay quiet.
This is the part where you nod and take an oath of silence."
So this is it, then?
"Looks that way.
We did good work, you and I, but it's far from over. The city is still overrun, and without me there to leave severed heads on the cultists' doorsteps, it might get worse. Look after the people. Eight know they can't do it themselves."
What will you do now?
"Now? I guess I wait. Don't worry—there's more to this place than you can see. I'll keep busy. Trust me.
For what it's worth I'll never forget you, and I'm going to live a very, very long time. So … yes. Take care, all right?"
You too.

Talk to her again and she'll say:

"You'd best be going. I'm not sure how long I can hold this portal open. In fact, I'm not even all that sure how I opened it up to begin with. Huh. Don't make that face, I'm sure it's safe.
Go on, now. I hate long goodbyes."


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