Hidden in a hillock on the outskirts of The Orchard cemetery I discover the entrance to a large Dunmer tomb within which an entire mausoleum of the dead has been arisen. As I fight my way through the skeletons and wraiths in the dark, dank chambers and charnels, I discover a book telling the story of just how this tomb of the mage Mal Sorra came to be in Coldharbour.

It is a tale of a Dunmer so afflicted by the curse of unbridled arrogance that she lost respect for the lives of all others. Arrogance in a young magic wielder, who must walk the constant tightrope between blind faith and curiosity, experience and epiphany, ambition and creativity, is most often caused by the gain of knowledge without wisdom. And then of course there is that natural insufferable arrogance of all Mer who think themselves born of the Gods, and that Nirn was made solely for their benefit, that the sun was set afire merely to ripen their fruit.

So now here lies the arrogance of Mal Sorra, condemned to this prison tomb for eternity by the curse of Coldharbour. For no mater how many times we ‘mere’ mortals slay her, she is forever doomed to rise again.

S.K