This is a detailed intelligence Dossier on the life and activities of one of the brightest rising agents in the Penitus Oculatus named Lena Popilia Glaber, to be classified TOP SECRET, with access to be granted only to the Emperor or Empress of Tamriel...and such members of the Elder Council as the Emperor/Empress sees fit. Forbidden on penalty of death for anyone else to remove this document from the White-Gold Tower in the Imperial City.
Further information is to be added as needed by Moth Priests reading the Elder Scrolls. This reports also includes journal entries and observations made by said agent during her investigations.
CLASSIFIED-TOP SECRET. NOT TO BE REMOVED FROM THE ARCHIVES OF THE WHITE-GOLD TOWER. To be IMMEDIATELY DESTROYED rather than allowed to fall into enemy hands. NO COPIES PERMITTED.
Journal Entry 12, 20th of Sun's Height, Year of Akatosh 183, Fourth Era-4E183, early morning:The making of contact was not as easier as I anticipated as the Orcs who guarded Langwen the Bosmer eyed me with suspicion to say the least, their hands always on the hilts of their weapons. The Wood Elf herself was skeptical at first and then seemed quite upset that I entered and skulked about in her "new home" as a thief in the night. To alleviate their suspicions; while at the same time maintaining the integrity of my mission, I explained to the Orcs and Langwen herself my purpose here, vowing on my honor as an Imperial woman, and as an Imperial Legion officer, that I would not allow her...as of yet unborn...children to come to any harm, even at the cost to my life. Knowing full well she could never be a good mother while running from the Thalmor, I did manage to persuade Langwen to grant me custody of the last born child, promising the child would remain and be raised at the Arcane University, to which she readily agreed.
As the days and weeks passed, Langwen and I became reacquainted, as I cooked and helped watch over her, her pregnancy making her move quite slowly. The days were passing very much the same way: Langwen would wake, pray, eat breakfast, and spend her days either swimming or reading whatever books and scrolls she managed to obtain or salvage from the ruins here. I would comb her hair and help her bathe as much as I could as she was finding it a little harder to reach due to her pregnancy.
Finally, in the early morning hours of the 29th of Sun's Height, Langwen went into labor, sweating and panting profusely as the midwives and I truly struggled to help her give birth in these difficult circumstances. The poor Wood Elf must've felt as if she was skewered and eviscerated, as each child began turning and kicking violently, fighting as it seems for their right to be born and live.
Her excruciating pain finally began to ease that evening as each child; all daughters; came into the Mundus, one after the other until finally...at high noon on the 31st of Sun's Height, the ninth and final daughter had been born, with a thick mop of dark red hair and clutching a blood clot in each of her tiny clenched fists. The candles, torches, and crystals flared blindingly once the child started to cry, and boy did she cry so loud she drowned out her sisters' cries...not to mention she was hungry enough for ten.
We used Restoration spells, scrolls as well as poultices and potions to prevent disease to help the Wood Elf recover and prevent potentially fatal puerperal fever or birthing fever, as the common folks call it. Langwen did allow me the honor to name the redheaded child as the newborn seems to have displayed both active and dormant magical skills. I am beginning to see why this child may be so important, so I've decided to name her Thuringwen, or Secret Maiden in the Elvish Tongue. As her tears flowed freely, the blonde Bosmer did implore me to swear on the Nine Divines I would keep Thuringwen safe.
Instructions to Agent Lena Popilia Glaber (TOP SECRET): Report to the Arcane University immediately with the Bosmer infant you "found abandoned" in the Great Forest. At the nearest inn, your contact is waiting to debrief you with a new set of of green Novice Mage robes. As far as you and the Imperial Government are concerned, Langwen miscarried and died of massive exsanguination during childbirth. EFFECTIVE IMEDIATELY, you are hereby promoted to the rank of Silent Specter/Special Agent of the Penitus Oculatus. Congratulations and Long Live the Empire!!!!
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