Revus Demnevanni

"Agh! Gracious, you nearly gave me a heart attack. You're a Redoran enforcer, aren't you? Look, I'm near to fixing this thing, I promise. Wait. How are you not a mumbling imbecile? Don't bother answering. I can't hear a thing. Ears are plugged, see?"

- Revus Demnevanni

Revus Demnevanni is a Dunmer residing in Gnisis on Vvardenfell. When first met, during A Melodic Mistake, he attempts to stop the disturbance in the mine. After the quest is done, he may be found in Arvs-Drelen.

Conversations
What's going on with this device? "Sieve lice? Oh dear, you're just as mad as the others, aren't you? Try to focus. This resonator is broken. I need to set these dials to the correct sequence, but I can't hear the tones. Are you aware of any sequence it could be set to? Just nod."
 *  ""Excellent!" He said, expecting the worst. Just turn these dials until you think they're in the correct sequence. That lever there seems to execute the pattern. I'm sure that if the dials are in the correct position... something will happen."
 *  "I'm sorry, but I'm not going to be of much use. Even if I could hear the tones, I wouldn't know how to arrange them. You must have heard or seen something on your trip down here, right? Clues of some kind? Just try to remember."
 * What about these kwama egg-hands? Could they help? "Well... I'm not sure how a kwama leg gland could help us, but you certainly get points for creativity. Ah, I just had an idea. Maybe one of these kwama egg-hands could help! They're in poor condition, but they might hum or mumble something useful."
 * What is this thing, exactly? "What?"
 *  What is this thing? "Ah. It's a tonal resonator. Very powerful and very, very broken. I'll be happy to tell you all about it once you've fixed it. We're on a bit of a time-table. No offense, but I think the tonal stimuli have already made you a bit... scattered."

"Ah, the hero of the hour! You have my deepest thanks and most heartfelt compliments. The fact that you fixed it in your clearly addled condition... exemplary work. Just exemplary! Seems like it's quieted down. I do hope it stays that way."
 * What happened back there? "I can offer little more than a guess. When you corrected the melody, the resonator returned to a dormant state. Some kind of slumbering function to conserve energy maybe? What matters is that it's quieted down, thank goodness."
 * Do you think the egg-hands will be all right? "Oh dear, I hope so. Their exposure was fairly limited. If they had remained for another day though? Difficult to say. Please, let the foreman know how truly sorry I am. If there's anything I can do to help, feel free to call on me at my tower."
 * Thank you. I'll speak to the foreman. "I do wish I could have done a more thorough study of the resonator. What do you think they would do with such a device? Enslavement perhaps? No... not enslavement. That's too obvious."
 * Can I ask you something? "Please! After all you've done, I'd say you're entitled to ask me several somethings."
 * What was that machine, exactly? "A Dwarven resonator. A tonal amplification device meant to alter thought patterns. That's my hypothesis anyway. The tones clearly have a powerful effect on the brain. To the Dwarves though? It might have sounded like a lovely song and nothing more."
 * You mentioned it might have been used for slavery? "Well, not slavery in the conventional sense. The tone wouldn't compel the listeners to work, so much as it would make working a source of profound pleasure. So the workers would be eager to work, you see? They might have been paid for the privilege!"
 * So slavery through mind-control? "Well, again, "slavery" is a clumsy description. It's more like a transaction. Labor in exchange for brief pleasurable sensations. Much like the skooma trade. I guess that's not much better than slavery, is it? Of course this is all just conjecture."
 * Why were you fiddling with this device? "I hail from House Telvanni—a house obsessed with magical antiquity. We suffer from a peculiar need to tinker with... well, everything. I won't make excuses. I knew there were risks. But I honestly had no idea that the miners would be exposed."
 * Didn't you know about the Gnisis mines being connected? "Of course not! I've spent years surveying this ruin. I took so many precautions! Unfortunately, when I engaged the resonator there were a number of minor tremors. They breached the wall between the ruin and the mine. The rest is tragic history."
 * 'Yes. Several days, in fact. I erected a series of aural wards to protect myself from the resonator's effects, but I could tell I was slipping. Another few days and I'd have been as mad as those egg-hands. I had to get creative."
 * Earplugs? "Yes! The wonderous power of kwama wax! Given a few minutes of heat exposure, it hardens and expands. Great for plugging leaks mending furniture, and protecting you from ancient Dwarven brain-scramblers. First rate stuff."

Trivia

 * Revus is the ancestor of Baladas Demnevanni.