Through some aggressive save-scumming and polite cult infiltration, we almost walked out with the Amulet of Kings… but Todd said no. It’s scripted failure, naturally, but we did snag the next best thing: Mankar Camoran’s glowy Daedric manifesto. Praise be to the Unreadable Font.
Outside of cult shenanigans, we wrapped a few more Mage Guild errands, including fixing the Orrery. Apparently all it takes to realign the stars is a couple dungeon dives and a mild electrocution. On the upside, we came out with solid enchanted loot and leveled our spelunking credentials. Scholar-adjacent adventurer life.
Next time, we decide whether to chase more Daedric drama or cash in those guild credits for a full-blown magical spending spree.
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