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A different type of Dwemer machinery. 1b / 3

[(Anonymous)]

She was walking through the spider wreckages, kicking the metal pieces around, collecting her arrows when something else caught her eye. Something gleamed among the rocks, the typical golden shine of Dwemer metal. Kathryn, like most Bretons, was an able mage, and she cast magelight in the direction of the source, revealing a polished lever. She momentarily considered leaving, as she had already found the stone of barenziah that was rumoured to have been lost down in the cave, but she knew from experience that powerfully enchanted weapons and armour were often found in the many nooks-and-crannies of Skyrim, hidden from the less perceptive of adventurers. She approached the lever, pulling it with one hand and unsheathing her glass sword in the other. A low grumbling sound started behind her and she span apprehensively, fearing a Dwarver centurion to have been stirred by the mechanics behind the leaver. What she saw however, was something completely different.

The ground in the middle of the room retracted into the walls, and another of the long dead Dwemer's advanced creations was pushed up from bellow. Kathryn readied herself for battle, crouching into a low stance from which she could spring towards whatever threat presented itself. The intricate mass of dwarven metal was seemingly inactive, but the experienced Breton knew better than to let that fool her. Under further inspection she realised that it looked all too much like the dwarven spheres that roamed these ancient Dwemer halls, only bigger, and there was something else that set it apart from the usual dwarven guardians.