Augur of the Obscure

Augur of the Obscure is a crystalline entity that resembles a skull in. It is encountered for the first time during "The Psijics' Calling" in Wasten Coraldale.

The Psijics' Calling
The Vestige needs it to see the time breaches.

Conversations
"Ah, a fleshy, thick-thumbed biped! Hello! You're an Elf, right? Or is it a man? I'm sorry, I have some difficulty telling you people apart. You're much less blue than the others. In color, I mean—not disposition. Anyway. What can I do for you?"
 * Your caretaker, Josajeh, sent me. I need your help to find time breaches in Summerset. "Josajeh .... Josajeh, Josajeh, Josajeh. Wait! You're talking about that jittery mage I tricked into freeing me, right? Oh, she's a delight! I had hoped for a longer holiday. I can only manage a leap like this once a century after all. Ah well."
 * If I take you out of that box, will you help me find these time breaches? "I'm actually quite comfortable here, mate. Cozy accomodations, the transliminal tones of the ocean waves, gangly meat-brains to mock. But I guess I should be going. These Elves plan to sell me! Can you imagine? I'll help you. On one condition."
 * What's the condition? "When we're done sewing up these chronosymphonic disc—. When we're done sewing these time breaches, you'll let me wander to Mundus in peace. No more dimwitted Psijics peppering me with questions. No more dusty shelves. We have a deal?"
 * I'll discuss it with Loremaster Celarus. No promises. "Right. So, should we get going, or ...?"
 * I have a few questions first "Of course you do. Everyone has questions and I have all the answers. Fair warning: be specific! I'm bound to tell the truth, but the truth can be a little slippery, you know what I mean?"
 * What are you, exactly? "I'm a traveler, like you! Except ... well, nothing like you, to be honest. No offense. I'm what you might call an aspect, eh? Like an idea's shadow. Don't make a face! I'm telling you the truth. Not my fault your language is so crude!"
 * Why are you stuck in a crystal skull? "I'm not in the skull. I am the skull—at least here on Nirn. Over in the Adjacent Place, I'm shaped like a throw-pillow. Imagine that! You look confused. It's just a trick of the light, mate. The skull's what you might call a manifestation."
 * A manifestation of ...? "Of me! Ugh, this is just sad. Try this—imagine a soul gem. Got it? Now imagine that the soul in the gem is also the gem itself. Weird, right? Pow! I'm miming a head explosion. You can't see it because I haven't got any arms, but it's happening."
 * You're bound to tell the truth? "I am. One of the unfortunate quirks of the Psijic binding ritual that brought me here. I'm free to lie as much as I like, unless you, or anyone else for that matter, askasks [sic] me a direct question. Cheap trick, if you ask me."
 * The Psijics bound you here? "They did. A bit. I'm certain I could break out if I really put my mind to it. I don't blame them, honestly. If I was in their position, bobbing along like a little lost acorn in an ocean of knowledge, I'd want to trap me too."
 * Well, you did just escape Artaeum. "I guess. But instantaneous translocation's not like a Sundas stroll. The veil here in Mundus is all thick and sticky, you know? Like I said before—I think I'm grounded for the foreseeable future. Ah well."
 * Why did the Psijics go to the trouble of binding you in the first place? Are you really that smart? "  "
 * Are you done? "I am. I am. Phew! I had no idea you were so funny! We're going to have a really good time, you and I. Yes, in answer to your direct question, I do know a lot. And by a lot I mean basically everything."
 * Why are you called the Augur of the Obscure? "Well, an Augur of Obvious wouldn't be very useful, would it? For what it's worth, I lobbied for something way more impressive—the Resplendent Skull of Hexagonal Wonders! It was forcefully vetoed. No accounting for taste, I guess."
 * Those are just titles, though. Do you have a real name? "Of course I do. Everything has a name. Names give a thing its shape. Birds, snowflakes, tea kettles ... you get the idea. I'd tell you mine, but you'd need about six more tongues and a pair of cymbals to pronounce it correctly, so let's not bother."
 * All right, I've heard enough. Let's get going.
 * Yes, let's get moving.

Quotes

 * "Sea Elves. Fond of winged snakes and soggy chests. Noted ...." – When first approached
 * "Fair enough. So ... where to? I assume you've got a map or something?" – After finishing talking with him
 * "Hmm. Breach nearby. I don't know why you're so intent on sealing them. Linear time is so overrated. Just imagine, you could die before you were even born! Wait ... that's horrifying, isn't it? I'm sorry. Never mind." – Southwestern time breach