During the events of the Oblivion Crisis he goes missing, and his wife Tivela Lythandas is looking for him. She then requests help from the Hero, and it turns out he is stuck inside a world within his painting. The Hero and Rythe will then have to find a way to get back to Tamriel, which they succeed at.
Listening to rumors around Cheydinhal will lead to hearing of the disappearance of Rythe Lythandas, a famous painter, and that his wife Tivela is grieving and looking for help with finding her husband.
"Where did you come from? You look real enough. You must be from the outside! Oh, thank goodness someone finally came! While I'm overjoyed to see a friendly face, I'm afraid I have some bad news for you. You're stuck here like I am. Sorry to break it to you like that, but if it wasn't for that annoying thief, we wouldn't be in this predicament."
Thief"I was in my studio, when a Bosmer wearing dark clothing accosted me. Before I could call for help, he knocked me unconscious. When I came to, I found that the door to my studio was still locked, and that the thief had snatched my paintbrush. That's when I saw it. There was something on the canvas of my painting that I hadn't put there. It looked somewhat like a troll but it was badly done. Then it hit me. The Bosmer must have leapt into the painting, then painted guardians inside to protect himself using the Brush of Truepaint."
Brush of Truepaint"I knew the secret of my success would be revealed one day. I can tell you all about the brush if you like."
Please do."Very well. The Brush showed up several years ago in the possession an artist who was serving in the Arnesian War of 396. It seems an errant fireball had exploded next to him, and he lost the use of both arms. He was a stubborn man who didn't want to give up his talent. Being a devout follower of Dibella, he prayed to her for something that would allow him to express himself once more. She heard his plea, and gifted him with the Brush. It's said the bristles of the Brush are woven from Dibella's own hair. That injured man was my father. He passed the Brush on to me, and I intend to pass it along to my kin one day. Did you want to know how it works?"
Yes, how does it work?"The Brush allows the artist to paint from within a canvas. It opens a portal into which the artist may enter to paint things life-sized. All the painter has to do is have the Brush in his possession, and whatever he imagines appears in the canvas. Of course, I like to wave it around anyway. It makes me feel more like a legitimate painter. I guess it all doesn't matter now. Unless you can defeat those Painted Trolls, we have no chance of getting the Brush back."
No need. I must get going."Thank you. You're truly kind to help someone you've just met. The only thing standing in our way are the painted trolls."
No thanks. How do we get out of here?"Our only hope is to defeat the Painted Trolls."
Painted trolls"The trolls that the thief painted seem to have turned on their creator and killed him. He didn't know the Brush had its risks. The creatures are now loose all over the forest and in the clearing where I was still working. The Brush is on the body of the Bosmer thief there. I will not be able to help you; I am not a warrior. But take these bottles of turpentine, they might help. Do be careful."
Painted trolls"I'll have to remember to remove the trolls from my painting when I complete this piece."
"Be cautious, friend."
If approached again:
"Any luck yet?"
If spoken to after the trolls are slain:
"I must have that Brush." "Excellent work my friend! All we need is the Brush, and we can leave this place."
After retrieving the brush:
"Let me go paint us a way out of here." "Good work! Now I can paint the portal home. After it's complete, you must go first or else you'd be stuck in here forever." "Follow me." "No time to talk. Let's go home."
After returning to Tamriel:
"I don't know how to thank you. You have a good heart to help get me back home. I'll never forget what you've done for me. Here, please take this apron as a token of your friendship. It's not much, but perhaps it will help you in the future. All I ask in return is to keep the Brush's existence secret. If word gets around that I have it, I'm afraid more than a lone cutpurse will visit me.""Safe journey, serjo."
Rythe: "Tivela!" Tivela: "Rythe! Oh my love! You are home safe... I was so afraid..." Rythe: "If it wasn't for my friend here, you'd be right." Tivela: "Come, you must need food and rest." Rythe: "I will rest, but I must take care of our guest first."