The Argonians Style is a craftable armor and weapon style in Elder Scrolls Online.

Motif.png Racial Motifs 9: The Argonians

Gem Needed Flint
Location Desks, Dressers, Backpacks, Trunks, Nightstands & Wardrobes (In all zones)
Level required to learn MetalworkingTailoring or Woodworking level -
Sets in this Style NecropotenceViper's StingSkirmisher's BiteNightshadeShadow WalkerAffliction and Elf Bane


Heavy Armor


Argonian Helm Iron.png Argonian Pauldrons Iron.png Argonian Cuirass Iron.png Argonian Girdle Iron.png Argonian Gauntlets Iron.png Argonian Greaves Iron.png Argonian Sabatons Iron.png


Argonian Helm Steel.png Argonian Pauldrons Steel.png Argonian Cuirass Steel.png Argonian Girdle Steel.png Argonian Gauntlets Steel.png Argonian Greaves Steel.png Argonian Sabatons Steel.png


Argonian Helm Orichalcum.png Argonian Pauldrons Orichalcum.png Argonian Cuirass Orichalcum.png Argonian Girdle Orichalcum.png Argonian Gauntlets Orichalcum.png Argonian Greaves Orichalcum.png Argonian Sabatons Orichalcum.png


Argonian Helm Dwarven.png Argonian Pauldrons Dwarven.png Argonian Cuirass Dwarven.png Argonian Girdle Dwarven.png Argonian Gauntlets Dwarven.png Argonian Greaves Dwarven.png Argonian Sabatons Dwarven.png


Medium Armor


Argonian Helmet Rawhide.png Argonian Arm Cops Rawhide.png Argonian Jack Rawhide.png Argonian Belt Rawhide.png Argonian Bracers Rawhide.png Argonian Guards Rawhide.png Argonian Boots Rawhide.png


Argonian Helmet Hide.png Argonian Arm Cops Hide.png Argonian Jack Hide.png Argonian Belt Hide.png Argonian Bracers Hide.png Argonian Guards Hide.png Argonian Boots Hide.png


Argonian Helmet Leather.png Argonian Arm Cops Leather.png Argonian Jack Leather.png Argonian Belt Leather.png Argonian Bracers Leather.png Argonian Guards Leather.png Argonian Boots Leather.png

Thick Leather

Argonian Helmet Thick Leather.png Argonian Arm Cops Thick Leather.png Argonian Jack Thick Leather.png Argonian Belt Thick Leather.png Argonian Bracers Thick Leather.png Argonian Guards Thick Leather.png Argonian Boots Thick Leather.png


Light Armor


Argonian Hat Jute.png Argonian Epaulets Jute.png Argonian Robe Jute.png Argonian Jerkin Jute.png Argonian Sash Jute.png Argonian Gloves Jute.png Argonian Breeches Jute.png Argonian Shoes Jute.png


Argonian Hat Flax.png Argonian Epaulets Flax.png Argonian Robe Flax.png Argonian Jerkin Flax.png Argonian Sash Flax.png Argonian Gloves Flax.png Argonian Breeches Flax.png Argonian Shoes Flax.png


Argonian Hat Cotton.png Argonian Epaulets Cotton.png Argonian Robe Cotton.png Argonian Jerkin Cotton.png Argonian Sash Cotton.png Argonian Gloves Cotton.png Argonian Breeches Cotton.png Argonian Shoes Cotton.png


Argonian Hat Spidersilk.png Argonian Epaulets Spidersilk.png Argonian Robe Spidersilk.png Argonian Jerkin Spidersilk.png Argonian Sash Spidersilk.png Argonian Gloves Spidersilk.png Argonian Breeches Spidersilk.png Argonian Shoes Spidersilk.png


Weapons and Shield


Argonian Sword Iron.png Argonian Axe Iron.png Argonian Mace Iron.png Argonian Dagger Iron.png Argonian Greatsword Iron.png Argonian Battle Axe Iron.png Argonian Maul Iron.png Argonian Shield Maple.png Argonian Bow Maple.png Argonian Staff Maple.png


Argonian Sword Steel.png Argonian Axe Steel.png Argonian Mace Steel.png Argonian Dagger Steel.png Argonian Greatsword Steel.png Argonian Battle Axe Steel.png Argonian Maul Steel.png Argonian Shield Oak.png Argonian Bow Oak.png Argonian Staff Oak.png


Argonian Sword Orichalcum.png Argonian Axe Orichalcum.png Argonian Mace Orichalcum.png Argonian Dagger Orichalcum.png Argonian Greatsword Orichalcum.png Argonian Battle Axe Orichalcum.png Argonian Maul Orichalcum.png Argonian Shield Beech.png Argonian Bow Beech.png Argonian Staff Beech.png


Argonian Sword Dwarven.png Argonian Axe Dwarven.png Argonian Mace Dwarven.png Argonian Dagger Dwarven.png Argonian Greatsword Dwarven.png Argonian Battle Axe Dwarven.png Argonian Maul Dwarven.png Argonian Shield Hickory.png Argonian Bow Hickory.png Argonian Staff Hickory.png


The Argonians Style Gallery




Crafting Motifs 9: The Argonians


(Dr. Lupus was Imperial Ethnographer for Potentate Savirien-Chorak from 2E 418 to 431)

This morning my maid Dariella came to me all a-twitter with the news that there was a lizard-woman at the door, asking for me and insisting it was urgent. There aren't many Argonians in the City, and it occurred to me this might be a relative of Seif-ij, sent with some dreadful news about Morian, so I donned my University robe and hurried down.

There was indeed a young lizard-woman waiting in the street, clad in a fetching spidersilk jumper adorned with intricate spiral designs. She said her name was Lifts-Her-Tail (which I thought must be a joke, but who can tell, given these reptilians' impassive features), and she'd been sent to bring me to her master, Desh-Wulm the Perspicuous. She said she didn't know what it was about, but it was a matter of some urgency, and she was to lead me to her master immediately. I nodded, nervously, and followed.

The Argonian lass led me out the Temple gate and down to the Docks, far out on the end of which we found a curious old house I'd never before noticed, with a dark sign by the door that read "The Xanmeer"—a word unfamiliar to me. We went inside to find a large house entirely occupied by Argonians, a dozen or so who seemingly lived there using all the rooms in common. Everywhere I looked I saw Argonian hangings, sculptures, and fetishes, all made from natural materials such as shells, bone, and feathers, glowing with bright spiral and geometric designs. If these objects were representative of what the Argonians used in their home regions, then snakeskin, tortoise shell, jagged teeth, turquoise and jade, all of which we would consider exotic materials, must be commonplace in Black Marsh,.

Lifts-Her-Tail led me up a ramp that had apparently replaced the house's staircase. On the upper level she introduced me to a humid room that, to me at least, smelled of decay and mold. Coughing, I entered, discovering a room almost entirely full of potted jungle plants—some of them seemingly long-dead and rotting. I stepped on something that squished beneath my sandal and stepped involuntarily back, but the lizard-lass gently took my hand, drew me past a wall of ferns and into the center of the room.

There, incongruously, I discovered a large porcelain Nibenese bathtub, like the one in my own vanity chamber, though this one was filled almost to the rim with a noisome, greenish mud. And lying in this mud, nose barely above the surface, was the oldest Argonian I'd ever seen.

In fact, the withered and wizened lizard-man looked so much like a mummy I was startled when it opened its mouth and spoke. In a voice like creaking leather, the reptilian slowly said, "I am Desh-Wulm. You are Al-Phid, Brightest Star of the City. You are welcome in my uxith—my nest."

He seemed to be looking someplace over my shoulder, and I saw that the old lizard's eyes were clouded over with an opalescent film—he was blind. This infirmity was somehow reassuring, enabling me to regain my self-possession and fall gratefully into the routines of etiquette. I bowed—though he couldn't see it—and said, "I am honored to be received into your home, venerable Desh-Wulm. How can one such as I be of service to an Elder of Wisdom?"

"You can beware!" he croaked, scaled hands emerging from the mud and levering him up on the rim of the bathtub. "Your dryskin mages—the weft unravels about them," he said, more calmly, making an unfamiliar spiral gesture above the tub. "It is wrong. The Aurbic skeins should not be disjoined with intent of malice."

I had been around wizards long enough to guess at what he meant. "Morian?" I gasped. "And Divayth? They're in danger? What can I do?"

Desh-Wulm clacked his jaws twice, and then said, "You are capable. You must stop them. You will prevail. If not," three sharp spines rose up from his brow, "there will be ill dreams and serration for all who swim the river. Kaoc!" The old Argonian suddenly began thrashing about in the tub, spilling muck over the sides. "Theilul!"

Lifts-Her-Tail deftly picked up a jug that seemed to be made from a single insect's carapace, uncorked it, and poured some brown liquor down the old lizard-man's throat. "Go!" she hissed, pointing toward the door. "Do as he says! Now!"

I turned, ran out of the room, down the ramp, out the door, and back to the Imperial City.


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