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Alchemy is a performer with the House of Reveries in Summerset. You first meet this High Elf at the amphitheatre of the Manor of Masques.

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Obtained: This houseguest was available for free to all ESO players during May 2024 in celebration of the 10th Anniversary of the game. In order to obtain her from the Crown Store, you had to complete the Novice Alchemy Furnisher achievement, as well as the Expert Resin Harvester achievement.

Lines Spoken by This Houseguest:

• "All the best audiences have something in common. A gleam in the eye. That spark of curiosity. Not to prove or invalidate, but to enjoy. Savor. After all, there's music in a trick wall. A song in a false knife. And they just want to sing along."
  
  
• "At sunset, when shadows first begin to creep up Hammerfell's mountains, I swear I can hear singing. Just at the edge of my perception. A scholar once explained that it's simply sand running along the mountain top, but where's the poetry in that?"
  
  
• "The beauty of a traveling troupe is being able to inspire the common folk all across Tamriel. Performing for the well-to-do's is wonderful and all, but no adoring noble crowd comes close to adding a sparkle to eyes of an overworked servant."
  
  
• "Don't let the mask fool you. We performers of the House of Reveries don't miss a thing. You may think our attention focused on a juggled blade, but in truth our eyes never leave your smiles. No performance is complete without it, after all."
  
  
• "Dreamer asks about you. The kind adventurer who spared them from the Endless Library. They still struggle with letting go of their past. The young ones often do, but I empathize. After all, so many find the Reveries while searching for a home."
  
  
• "Folio is a master of puppetry and a scholar of the classics. His rendition of the Song of Pelinal is life changing. I sobbed uncontrollably when he broke the crusader puppet into eighths. Devastating. I'm not sure I ever recovered."
  
  
• "Have you ever performed in the mud of Black Marsh? Sung songs among the Hist? As a new player, I cut my teeth with an audience of Argonians. There's no greater teacher than having to earn the chittering laughter of the lizard-folk."
  
  
• "Have you ever seen Hardshell perform his famous mudcrab juggle? Remarkable sight. I once wondered aloud how he managed to accomplish such a feat without getting pinched. Turns out, the secret is learning not to yelp."
  
  
• "Have you read the Warrior-Poet Vivec's work? It's no wonder that moonlet hangs still over his city. I, too, froze in my tracks the first time I read his verse. It's both a lullaby and a battle cry. Beauty and terror. And still I do it no justice."
  
  
• "I have a potted Arkay's Lash back in the Manor of Masques. Beautiful little plant. As delicate as it is thorny. I suppose that's how I like to present myself. Alluring, but ready to strike should an audience member become too confident."
  
  
• "I once traveled with a talented performer named Ashflower. She could breathe fire like a dragon and dance as gracefully as flame itself. I hear she performs atop a volcano now. And that her audience sits enraptured even as lava nips at their heels."
  
  
• "I'm proud to say I've even made the Skald King break out in laughter. A stoic one, that Jorunn. He was once a bard himself after all, so no simpler performance would suffice. No. It took my impression of Rigurt the Brash to finally chisel that stone."
  
  
• "I've been known to fling a ball of fire or two in my time. Mesmerizing thing, magic. So much potential. For good and bad, of course. A flick of the wrist could make the difference between a dazzling display of fireworks and a raging inferno."
  
  
• "If ever on your travels you spot my shadow, do tell her to return. She decided one night to chase after the setting sun, and I suspect she got lost along the way. Perhaps one day I'll find where the sun rests and we'll be reuinited once more."
  
  
• "If you're ever in need of a laugh, Grapeseed is a wonderful satirist whose political comedies will split your side! It can be hard to attend his performances, though. He's constantly on the run from the ruling gentry for his accurate portrayals."
  
  
• "Interested in joining our little traveling troupe? I suppose it would be hard to let go of the fame and adoration that goes along with adventuring, but ... Should curiosity ever win you over, I could arrange a guest appearance or two."
  
  
• "It's rare to have a Reveries member removed from the troupe, but it has happened. A performer trained his pet skeevers to pick the pockets of audience members. When confronted, he said he thought it'd be fine as long as they wore costumes."
  
  
• "It's rumored that a former Moth Priest is a member of the House of Reveries. I imagine they'd make an amazing fortune teller, wouldn't you agree? What would their masked name be? I suppose Moth would be too on the nose. Perhaps Bright-Light?"
  
  
• "Nothing makes me more ravenous than honey pudding. Just imagine the crunch as you break through that perfectly caramelized top layer. Its silky interior broken only by its bite-size pieces of perfectly toasted honeycomb. Like a dream!"
  
  
• "On occasion, the House of Reveries provide tinctures of fluster fume to Hopefuls who suffer from stage fright. Just a few drops and even the most tongue-tied performer will take to the stage in song. Some great talents just need a little nudge."
  
  
• "Once, a group of bandits mistook my troupe for defenseless. A silly thought, really. After all, you must learn how to swing a sword before you can fight on a stage. Each of my troup is as skilled a sword fighter as they are a performer."
  
  
• "Rinyde has begun teaching entry-level courses at the College of Sapiarchs. Can you imagine? Sweaty palms teaching young Summerset elites. I'm so proud of her. She may have doubted her abilities, but not once did I waver. She's special, that one."
  
  
• "Should you ever visit the Manor of Masques, I highly recommend paying Mead a visit. He's developed quite the impressive collection of, well, mead. Potent and fruity. Bitter and refreshing. A true master of the craft blossoming in our kitchens."
  
  
• "So many of Tamriel's citizens focus entirely on our masks. Beguiled by the supposed truth they hide. How mundane. Why not focus on our hands? Find the art in a palmed card. The beauty in a lute player's calluses. That is where our truth lies."
  
  
• "A solo tour is a rare delight for one such as myself. There is no greater test of one's skills than to take to the stage without a safety net. No dashing juggler. No fanciful furry companion. Only your wit and your grace. I do adore the challenge."
  
  
• "Some of the most talented alteration scholars can turn iron into gold, but none of their magics can match the miracle of this mask. Every day I see the sunrise through these eyes is an act of creation. Every new breath is alchemy itself."
  
  
• "Some see our masks and believe them concealing. An obfuscation. But that's simply not true. These masks allow us to show who we truly are. After all, doesn't your armor provide a sort of freedom? The kind that makes a leap into the unknown possible?"
  
  
• "The sword swallowers of the House of Reveries often find themselves afflicted by a nasty ailment. One characterized by a coarseness of speech and breath. I've since perfected a cure. I call it -- Alchemy's Golden Tonic for Sword Throats."
  
  
• "There are a fair number of powerful mages in the House of Reveries. Some may associate scholars of magic with vanity and hubris, but the ones I call family? They are the kindest people I know. They squarely seek to showcase magic's inner beauty."
  
  
• "There are many skilled crafters who call the House of Reveries home. Wood carvers, stone hewers, dye makers. Each of their skills as integral to our performances as any singer or dancer that takes the stage. Do remember that when next we perform."
  
  
• "There's nothing I love more than sitting by the fire after a long day of performances. Kicking your feet up. Sipping a glass of sylph gin. Trading tales. Pure bliss. If you ever care to join, just bring a bottle of wine and a good story."
  
  
• "Would you believe that I was born from the trunk of an ancient spriggan? Or that I learned to sing atop the Throat of the World? If not, why not? Isn't this world filled with wonders beyond imagining? And if so, why can't I be one of them?"
  
  
• "You don't look at me the way most others do, friend. So often it feels that they want to claw at my mask. Dig into these eye holes to find a buried treasure. But not you. No. You see me as I am. As Alchemy. Material born anew. Thank you for that."