[INTRO — BALMORA, CAIUS'S HOUSE, NO BEAT] [DEVIL — DEEP RASPY SPOKEN] You said Tel Fyr could fix this corprus. Well, my stats look like roadkill, old man. What exactly is the plan? [CAIUS — OLDER MALE NPC] Divayth Fyr. Ancient Telvanni wizard. Take this Dwemer coherer, a thousand drakes, and levitation potions. Wizards don't use stairs. [DEVIL] ...A thousand gold? NOW you're paying me? [BEAT DROPS — GRIMY HORRORCORE] [VERSE 1 — SLOW, HEAVY RAP] Mages Guild guide dropped me in Sadrith Mora, Read the damn journal, then I read it over. Tel Fyr's southwest, across the bay, No bridge, no boat, gotta swim all the way. Corprus in my blood, and my skin looks rough, Swimming to a wizard better be worth this stuff. Spotted mushroom towers growing out the stone, Walked into the doorway like, "Please be home." Look up—no staircase, just a hole overhead, Chug a Rising Force, float up instead. Found an ancient elf with a thousand-yard stare, I said, "Are you the doctor?" He said, "Why do you care?" [HOOK — DEEP CHANTED RAP] CORPRUS! CORPRUS! GET IT OUT MY VEINS! Got a curse in my body and a wizard playing games! ONE MORE FAVOR! ONE MORE TRIP! If I die doing errands, I'm gonna lose my shit! DOWN BELOW! WHERE THE SICK MEN CRAWL! Something in the basement's scratching at the wall! [VERSE 2 — SARCASTIC RAP] Handed him the Dwemer gizmo, saw his eyebrows rise, Then he looked me over with those centuries-old eyes. Says the prophecy mentions someone sickness can't claim, "Might be you." Man, everybody says the same. "I have a potion, maybe it'll work, But first fetch some boots." ...You smug old jerk. "Find Yagrum Bagarn in my Corprusarium." I said, "Corprus-A-WHAT? You got a terrarium?" He says the patients stay down underneath, And the warden has rules, so I better keep peace. [BEAT CUT — IRON GATE OPENS] [VISTHA-KAI — LOW MALE NPC] Do not harm the patients. Even if they attack. [DEVIL — WHISPER] They're gonna attack me and I can't hit back? Oh, this is some bullshit. [VERSE 3 — TIGHT, TENSE FLOW] Down in the bowels, hear a horrible groan, Flesh dragging slowly over cold wet stone. One sick bastard lunges, I dodge to the right, Can't swing at the patient, gotta run for my life. They got lumps on their bodies, got sores on their skin, And the thing in my blood says I could look like them. Found a strange old fellow on mechanical legs, Part metal spider with a man where the head is. "Yagrum Bagarn?" He says, "That's me." Last living Dwemer! WAIT, WHAT DID YOU SAY?! All those ruins, all that junk I been stealing, And the last damn dwarf's in a basement convalescing! [YAGRUM — OLDER MALE NPC] Take the Dwemer Boots of Flying to Fyr. And try not to disturb the others. [DEVIL] Sir, I'm trying not to get EATEN. [HOOK — DARKER, HARDER] CORPRUS! CORPRUS! GET IT OUT MY VEINS! Got a cure upstairs, but the basement's insane! ONE MORE FAVOR! ONE MORE TRIP! Carrying magic boots through an underground crypt! DOWN BELOW! WHERE THE SICK MEN CRAWL! If that potion doesn't work, I'll be joining them all! [VERSE 4 — BEAT SLOWS, HEARTBEAT] Back up to Fyr with the boots in my hands, He puts a little bottle where I'm standing. Says, "Drink it here. I need to see what it does. Could kill you outright." ...WHAT THE FUCK?! Look at my save, then I look at the vial, I didn't come this far just to die in denial. One deep breath, tip the bottle, swallow it down, Hear my heartbeat thump, not another sound. [THREE SECONDS SILENCE] [DEVIL — SPOKEN] ...I'm alive? [DIVAYTH FYR — CALM, OLD MALE NPC] The harmful symptoms are gone. But the disease remains. So does its immunity. An interesting result. [DEVIL] HOLD ON. So I'm still infected? You fixed the BAD part and kept the GOOD part? ...Heh. You magnificent old bastard. [FINAL VERSE — DEEP CONFIDENT RAP] Back to Balmora, feeling better than before, Kick my boots off, walk through Caius's door. He says, "You're an Operative. I'm leaving today. They recalled me to the Imperial City, far away." Gives me his house, his ring, and his last command: Find Mehra Milo, get prophecies in hand. I said, "You hired a dead man and now you're gonna split? You're leaving ME in charge of this whole damn shit?" [OUTRO — BEAT DIES, PIPE BUBBLES] [CAIUS] Mehra Milo. Vivec. Find the lost prophecies. And be careful. The Temple is watching her. [DEVIL — LOW LAUGH] So the wizard saved my ass, and my boss fucking quits. Fine. Back to that giant-ass city. ...At least nobody needs a skull this time. [DISTANT BELL, EVIL CHUCKLE]
