the-elder-scrolls

"Gal bursten it."

"[On Heretics] Gorble. Can't you hear them gorbling?"

"[On Baliwogs] Foul tergens they are. Heffin all of them."

"[On Obelisks] Grundy obelisks! Always tetterating knights and festars. Use the dookas to fix them."

"You dare interrupt me! Only I interrupt me! Like just then. I'm speaking with someone! We'll talk later. Or not. When is later, exactly? Not now, I'm sure of that."

"[On Skeletal Hounds] Sendockle the Klen. Do you understand? The Klen!"

"Tell the daen! Tell the daen! Karn sky is relfing."

"[On Elytra] They die quickly if you jejinak them. Jejinak! Jejinak!"

"[On Sleeping Outside] Friend no dorpidity? Communce to Uungor. Uungor communces he no deliriotic, that he mented fine. But Uungor is very deliriotic. Oversit me?"

"[On Scalons] Dark-dark. We've been yinging a zeffle."

"I'll Kalicrak the Findoo. I will. You Terratet it!"

"I can see it in your face! Mostly in your eyes. I may have to take them when this is done."

"Rany Roo! Rany Roo!"

"Fribble! Just Fribble!"

"Time. Time is an artificial construct. An idea based on the theory that events occur in a linear direction, at all times. Always forward, never back. Is the concept of time correct? Is time relevant?"

"I saw the Zaxer. And I magged it too. Aw, fribble!"

"[When accused during the Conspiracy to kill Syl] Naryan that! I'll balitoe before I krayble."

"[On Shambles] Give them gargen to emeet with."

"[On Zealots] I've got a Quintat that says they can ipanate"

"[On Quests] Have zickle to it. Nobody does rebby zickles any more."

"No! No, I'm too late! I thought I could get here in time, thought I could stop you! By Sithis, what have you done? What madness has claimed you? You have betrayed me, you have betrayed the Dark Brotherhood! Why? I am here to end your miserable life, to... But... I can see the confusion in your eyes. You... You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?"

"You sleep rather soundly for a murderer. That's good. You'll need a clear conscience for what I'm about to propose."

"Soldiers of Cyrodiil! The Empire will stand or fall by what we do here today! Will we let the daedra do to Bruma what they did to Kvatch? Will we let them burn our homes? We will let them kill our families? No! We make our stand here, today, for the whole of Cyrodiil! We must hold fast until the Hero of Kvatch can destroy their Great Gate. We must kill whatever comes out of that gate! Soldiers of Cyrodiil! Do you stand with me?"

"[first greeting] I don't know who you are friend, but you've got about ten seconds to tell me what you're doing in my Bloodworks before I lop your arms off."

"You again? You're becoming a real pain in my arse, you know that? I thought I made myself clear. You don't belong down here. Now get!"

"Dear Brother/Sister, I do not spread rumors. I create them."

"[if low rank in Arena] I heard a rumor that you're an idiot. Any truth to that?"

"[if high rank in Arena] Agronak is good, yeah, too good. He says he's only half male. What I wanna know is: what's the other half? 'Cause it sure ain't human."

"[when expelled from the Arena] You blew it. You had it in the palm of your hand and you threw it all away. You make me sick."

"[after completing the Arena] Hello, my friend! What can this grizzled old Blademaster do for you?"

"Listen, sunshine, I ain't in the mood! You want something, talk to Owyn. He's right over there for Shinji's sake!"

"Hey, I don't like to tell stories, but Telaendril and me... you know. Don't believe me? I've got her undergarments to prove it! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

"So, the cat's-paw of the Septims arrives at last. You didn't think you could take me unawares, here of all places? In the Paradise that I created? Look now, upon my Paradise, Gaiar Alata, in the old tongue. A vision of the past... and the future. Behold the Savage Garden, where my disciples are tempered for a higher destiny: to rule over Tamriel Reborn. If you are truly the hero of destiny, as I hope, the Garden will not hold you for long. Lift your eyes to Carac Agaialor, my seat at the pinnacle of Paradise. I shall await you there."

"A tongue shriller than all the music calls me."

"I was born 87 years ago. For 65 years I've ruled as Tamriel's Emperor. But for all these years, I've never been the ruler of my own dreams. I have seen the Gates of Oblivion, beyond which no waking eye may see. Behold, in darkness a doom sweeps the land. This is the 27th of Last Seed, the year of Akatosh, 433. These are the closing days of the Third Era...and the final hours of my life."

"You know what they say -- home is where you hang your enemy's head"

"Welcome! Welcome to the family! I'd hug you, but Ocheeva told me not to."

"[when killed] I do not fear death!"

"[if told to wait] Here? Right here? What about, say... over there? No? Right here? All right then, you're the Grand Champion! Whatever you say!"

"[if told to leave] Aw gee! You sure? Okay, well, I'll be hanging around the Arena grounds if you need someone to worship the ground you walk on. Bye!"

"Adamus Phillida will find no rest in retirement. No, his soul will endure a kind of eternal suffering known only to those who have angered Sithis."

"[if allowed to follow player] Golly, you're the best! I'm going to follow you and watch you and worship the ground you walk on! Let's go!"

"[meeting for the first time] Wow! You're the Grand Champion! I saw your fight against the Gray Prince! You're the best! Can I... Can I follow you around? I won't get in the way!"

"[if Master of the Fighter's Guild] Yes Master, you need me?"

"[if low ranking in the Fighter's Guild] Move your ass, boot."

"[if low ranking in the Fighter's Guild] Go hurt something."

"[when finished bartering] I'm glad that's done. I need a nap."

"Shadow hide you."

"I see you are a follower of the Gray Fox."

"Yes, oh great and mighty Grand Champion? Is there something you need? Can I carry your weapon? Shine your boots? Backrub, perhaps?"