Intraglyph: Riven by schisms as diverse and convoluted as the wranglings of the Marukhati, the Temple is an eviscerated shell of its former power. Nevertheless, like a coppiced tree, whilst the main trunk lies rotting on the ground, the once-buds of the stump grow stronger and more independent-minded by the day. Notwithstanding our obligations to the Thalmor, these advances must be countered without delay, lest our ancient enemy resurrect itself from the twilight of the chimerical Land-Gods – S.Q.R.