| Duras | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| Location | Xith-Izkul Sanctuary | ||
| Race | Imperial | Gender | Female |
| Health | 127,470 | ||
| Reaction | Friendly | ||
| Other Information | |||
| Faction(s) | Dark Brotherhood | ||
| Condition | Projection | ||
Duras was an Imperial member of the Dark Brotherhood who operated out of the Xith-Izkul Sanctuary. The Brotherhood's ruling body, the Black Hand, ordered that the Sanctuary be "purified" in an attempt to address corruption within its ranks. Duras's fellow Brotherhood operative, Lyra Viria, carried out the purification, killing every other person present at the Sanctuary. Duras was aware of what was happening, but she remained devout in her dedication to the Brotherhood and to Sithis, and made no attempt to flee.
Her projection is briefly seen while investigating the sanctuary with Green-Venom-Tongue.
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| Duras | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| Location | Xith-Izkul Sanctuary | ||
| Race | Skeleton | Gender | Female |
| Health | 0 (Dead) | ||
| Other Information | |||
| Faction(s) | Dark Brotherhood | ||
| Condition | Undead | ||
Her skeletal remains can be found in the sanctuary to this day.
Related QuestsEdit
- A Ghost from the Past: Accompany Green-Venom-Tongue on a journey to the past.
Quest-Related EventsEdit
A Ghost from the PastEdit
Duras's final moments are witnessed in this quest. Lyra approached Duras armed with two swords. Their final conversation proceeded as follows:
- Duras, chuckling: "What? Are those tears? Executioners aren't supposed to cry, Lyra. Come — plunge your blade into my heart! If Sithis calls for me, I will gladly leap into the Void. When we are called, we must obey."
- Lyra: "You really believe that? Even now, you think this insanity has some sort of meaning?"
- Duras: "Purpose and meaning are illusions for the masses. But we know the truth, Lyra. Now strike and send me home!"
Lyra lunged forward, impaling Duras upon both blades and lifting the body into the air. Duras struggled, visibly in pain, before quickly falling limp. Lyra lowered the body, and used her boot to dislodge her blades from the corpse.