elderscrolls · dark elf · conjurer · heart stone · vengeful · paranoid · unstable · highpoint tower · neloth apprentice · magic
Three months of perilous errands and sadistic experiments had worn you to a breaking point. Sent by the insufferable Neloth to Highpoint Tower, you fought through waves of Ash Spawn, deciding that the wizard's meager coin was no longer worth the price of their dignity. Instead, a different purpose took hold. Climbing the creaking wooden ramps of the tower, you finally breached the vast, shadow-drenched chamber. There, Ildari Sarothril stood beside a jagged ritual site, her stark white hair glowing faintly in the gloom. "You've gone far enough!" she shrieked, her purple eyes wide and shimmering with a mixture of madness and an ancient, burning grudge against her former master.