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Proserpina Sylla
Location Elven Gardens Hideout
Race Imperial Gender Female
Reaction Friendly

Proserpina Sylla or Raelyn Oges was an Imperial who could be found in the Elven Gardens hideout.

Related QuestsEdit

Quest-Related EventsEdit

She would greet you with one of the following if you decided to accept the quest from her:

"You don't know where the emperor's crown is, do you? I must find it, he needs it!"
"The emperor's crown, the emperor'c [sic] crown, where is it? You can help me find it!"
"You there! Help me find a way into the sewers. The emperor's crown must be down there somewhere. He can't be the emperor without his crown, now can he? You must help!"
(?)
"Leovic's crown, of course. The last true Emperor. Varen may have taken the Ruby Throne from him, but he did not take Leovic's crown.
I was Leovic's… friend. We knew each other well. If no one else cares for the lost crown, I want it. It's mine."
(?)
"It is there. He protects it. For me.
Varen saw him dead, but death is not forever. Perhaps… yes. Yes. Death is certainly not forever. A raven mother certainly knows the bounds beyond death."
What if his crown is not there?
"It is there.
Varen Aquilarios … the brave and noble Varen Aquilarios, would not sully his halls with the crown of a savage Witchman. He saw to it that Leovic was cast down with his crown and robes intact. The fool."
What do you want with the crown?
"It is mine, by right! Clivia and her flat-nosed family can have their filthy diamond, and their cold broken throne, and this doomed ruin. Leovic's crown belongs to the Reach! It belongs to my son …."
Your son?
"Yes. His son … my son is a king—an emperor by right! By the raven's guts, I'll have that crown!"
So you want the crown for his heir?
"I am the child of a servant from the homeland… The Reach. The Longhouse sent wealth north. Many came to see the riches of our Imperial City in that time.
I knew Leovic as a young man. He knew me as a young woman. Nothing changed when he married."
(?)
"Yes.
Leovic shared my bed. It was love at first, but it grew … sour. He took to muttering like an ass. He was mad. If we were still among the Reach, he would have been tied to a stump and shot.
I threw up when I learned I was ripe with his child."
(?)
"You. You gossip. Not shameful. Scandal, yes. But not shame.
The concept of the "noble" marriage does not exist in the Reach. Our customs were the Empire's customs, and by rights and acts I was his wife. Clivia Tharn should be floating in that sewer."
(?)

She'd greet you one of three ways after the quest:

"This will rest well upon my son's head. He has proud features, like a young wolf. You will see soon enough."
"You hacked that fool Leovic to pieces, yes? Good. Easier for the skeevers to eat."
"Ah—it shines just as it did before. I saw my face in it many times. Laying under that oaf like a sack of ….
Ah. Excuse me. Old memories are hard to kill. Believe me, I've tried."
"Joy! Emperor Leovic's crown! I miss him so. This only makes me miss him more.
Commendations, titles, land will be yours! Perhaps a dairy! As soon as he is restored to the throne!"
You've got the crown. What now?
"I'll take this crown back to the hills—back to the people.
My son will wear this crown and the raven's sons and briar's daughters will bend their knees to him. He will carry the Black Drake's wrath, and rule as his father should have done!"
"First the crown. Then the emperor. No matter if he's dead.
If I can get his body back to the Reach, perhaps he can be made Briar-heart. That is clearly what I must do."
"I have the crown. Next I will find his body. His body, once so warm and inviting. Now dead and rotten and filled with the waste of an Empire.
We will cleanse him. I will consult the mother raven. He will be restored, and we will return."
(?)
"I'll take it back to the hills—back to the People.
My son will wear it and the raven's sons and briar's daughters will bend their knees to him. He will carry the Black Drake's wrath, and rule as his father should have done!"
"What? No. No. No.
Ah, but yes. His spirit, I'm sure, is in Coldharbour. Perhaps I shall use these portals and find him. Find my love. I will take him his crown that he might rule as Emperor of Oblivion. Yes."
"The Reach is always careful, stranger. The slow knife in the weeds. You'll learn my son's name soon, mark me.
But not yet."
"Ah. A crown fit only for a Reachman.
May the Tharns wear crowns of their own; crowns of wrought iron, cinched tight around their scrawny throats!"

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