| Darius Cornelius | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| Home City | Rawl'kha | ||
| Race | Imperial | Gender | Male |
| Health | 39,959 | ||
| Reaction | Friendly | ||
| Other Information | |||
| Faction(s) | Mages Guild | ||
Darius Cornelius is an Imperial member of the Mages Guild found at the Rawl'kha branch.
Related QuestsEdit
- A Night to Forget: Help a would-be apprentice recover his research items.
Quest-Related EventsEdit
You'll see him crouching down:
- "The Eight take this thing! Everyone's going to think I'm a thief. An incompetent thief!"
- What are you talking about?
- "I won an urn off of a Wood Elf last night in a game of cards. Turns out, the blasted thing is cursed! I was deciphering some runes on the base when strange little wisps started to float out of it. Now the wisps are carrying things back to the urn!"
- Wisps from the urn are stealing things?
- "Yes! Now every time I turn my back, more stuff appears. Will you help me out? I've enchanted a little crystal I think can capture the wisps, but I don't want anyone to see me. I think I'm in enough trouble as it is."
- If I do this, can I have the urn?
- "I'll be happy to part with it! Just get near one of the wisps, and point the crystal. The arcano-matrix I've imbued into it should trap them for you. Once you've collected them up, come on back."
- I'll be right back.
Speaking to him again:
- "I'll wait right here, and hope no one notices their things are missing. You do this, and you can just take the damned thing."
Finish your task and return to him:
- "I think you got them all! I haven't seen any wisps in a few minutes."
- Glad I could help. Can I take the urn now?
- "The Eight keep you, it's yours! Don't know why anyone would want the damned thing. Or that other fob that silly Elf was playing with."
- What fob? Did you see what he did with that other relic?
- "I did. He was pretty deep in his cups, and this Khajiiti girl came onto him strong. Said she loved jewelry with claws, how handsome he was … you know. She talked him into giving her the necklace and was gone before he even realized what he'd done."
- Do you know who she was?
- "Eh, she's a local, works some of the market stalls. Think her name's Khuzi. You should be able to find her over in the marketplace, waiting on a job."
- Thanks. I'll take the urn and go find her.
Speaking to him again before finding Khuzi:
- "I'm going to have to figure out how to discretely return all of these things …."