Worm Cult Style is a craftable armor and weapon style in Elder Scrolls Online. This Style is divided into several motif book chapters: one for each weapon type and one for each armor piece.
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| Gem Needed |  Desecrated Grave Soil |
| Level required to learn | Metalworking, Tailoring or Woodworking level ?? |
| Sets in this Style | Robes of the Withered Hand Set |
Where to get Worm Cult Motif
Chapters or the completed book can be found in 4th anniversary event boxes.
Heavy Armor
Medium Armor
Light Armor
Weapons and Shield
Worm Cult Style Gallery
Worm Cult Motif Books
In death is life, reanimation
A sacred and a dark vocation
Our Order's garb all shall recall
Their final sight before they fall
AXES
Worm axe blade's like a severed ear
Restored to life as metal hacker
A mighty arm that all must fear
Glint of steel and gleam of lacquer
BELTS
Echoes of Coldharbour see
In cinctures, sashes, belts
On each hip are tassets three
With hooks for scalps or pelts
BOOTS
Each sabaton is lapping, plated
Like those of Bal's dark legions
Our troops corpses reanimated
Returned from deathly regions
BOWS
From bones defleshed we craft our bows
They loose with bony rattle
The skeletal dart Worm archer throws
Slays men like so much cattle
CHEST PIECES
Worm armor's plates are tributes all
To our Lord of the Undead
The skin and form of Molag Bal
To steel and iron wed
DAGGERS
Like jagged fangs, our daggers curve
Serrated edge and point
Grim armaments, they also serve
To sever and disjoint
GLOVES
Our gauntlets guard forearms and hands
Enabling fists to grip
With fingers clad in bony bands
Ensuring hafts don't slip
HELMETS
Like metal skull of Daedric beast
Worm helm enwraps your head
Overlapping, layered, creased
March leading our undead
LEG GREAVES
Chausses echo chest design
Coldharbour inspiration
Daedric chevron, curving line
Of Lord of Domination
MACES
When slaying foes to animate
The mace has many charms
We want a corpse in wholesome state
With all its legs and arms
SHIELDS
On Worm Cult shield the horns of Bal
Adorn o'erlapping plates
For undeath is the fate of all
Who pass Coldharbour's gates
SHOULDER ARMOR
Pauldrons sharp as fangéd skulls
Adorn Worm Cultists' shoulders
Mortals rise as Black Worm thralls
Or in their graves shall molder
STAVES
With spellstaff horned like Bal himself
Dark mages focus magic
Thus mortals—human, beast, or Elf
All meet their endings tragic
SWORDS
Swords serrated, pointed, edged
To twist in mortals' entrails
March forth, Worm Cultist fully-fledged
Cause adversaries' wails
