Here? Right here? What about, say... over there? No? Right here? All right then, you're the Grand Champion! Whatever you say!

I'm here because I'm a loafer! And the City is an easy place for a loafer to get by. I do odd jobs. A little adventuring. Build up a little pile

You got some Skooma, yeah? Right buddy? Pal? To share? Come on, pass the Skooma already!

You can't see me! He can't see me! No one can see me!

Do we know each other? There's something familiar about you, but I just can't place it."

If you're looking for trouble, you're getting warm.

Your presence here will not be tolerated!!

I will send your bloody soul straight to Sovngarde!!

[I have not heard this one in Oblivion?]

FOR THE EMPIREEEEEEE!!

This is a Dark Elf bar. Cursing, spitting, and screaming? No problem. Fighting is fine with me, too, only the Guard objects, and they'll fine you or lock you up. Not my call.

I have taught you all I can. Seek out Alawen if you wish to train further with your bow

You're full of it!

Shhh! You'll spook the deer!

The deer here are skittish. Need to get them quick, or they'll lead you a merry chase. Poison on your arrows can help, and it won't hurt the meat.

Plenty of deer, wolf, boar, mountain lion, bear in the county. Just need to know where to look for 'em

Sure, I get it.

What brings you to this neck of the woods, hunting goblins? Sure, they're all over Cyrodiil, but you'll find their holes thick in the West Weald.

I see you're a follower of the Grey Fox too!

He sounds like a dangerous thief!

He's that thief that the Imperial Watch are always going on about. He likes to steal from rich folk

He was a good man when I married him, but greed took a hold of his heart.

Nooooo!!!!

Without question

Goodbye.

(three seconds later)

Hello!

What's new with you?

Now that Bjalfi's gone, looks like I'm available again. Back to the old dating game.

You gotta be careful. You don't want people taking notice. Just keep quiet, keep your head DOWN!

Where to sleep? The Tiber Septim Hotel in Talos Plaza is nice but expensive. Luther Broad's Boarding House in Elven Gardens is just okay. The Bloated Float on the Waterfront is cheap... and a bit too interesting for my tastes.

I helped build Raven Rock. Ran into some problem with the law so here I am. Pretty soon I'll head out to the Imperial Reserve, try my luck there

You have the hands of a smith. Must have spent some time repairing your gear!

Huh?

Must have been the wind

Reynald Jemane has a terrible memory. Last time I saw him in Cheydinhal he walked right past me, as if I wasn't even there!

Very true! My remote numerology apparatus picked up vibrations in the probability lines that continue to this day!

I can't deny you.

What brings you to this neck of the woods?

So, who will it be this time? The Blue Team or the Yellow Team?

The Arena's faked. You think those guys are getting killed? Really? It's just berry syrup and ham-acting.

You Hear that? The guards are coming. For you HHAHAHA!

Pierce his heart with an arrow, right through the bars of the cell. Quick and easy.

I hear Rythe Lysandas is back in town. Wonder where he was off to?

Come hither!

You should not be here, mortal. Your blood is forfeit, your flesh is mine!

I fought mudcrabs more fearsome than you!!

Youuuu shall knowwwww pain!!!!

That's rather forward of you, don't you think? We've only just met and already you're ordering me around... I must say, I enjoy this take-charge attitude.

Optimism! How adorable! I love it! Even at the end, you make me laugh. I'm lying. That wasn't funny at all. No matter. Soon you and everyone else will be dead, and I will be left a mad god, ruler of a dead realm. Again.

(I just went back to my Oblivion playthrough yesterday and replaying the Shivering Isles DLC, so this came to mind since I am close to the end of the questline.)

We can't talk here. Too public. Meet me behind the Great Chapel at midnight.

Perhaps you should seek out a priest. Perhaps a beggar. Or guardsman. You and I, we have nothing in common. What could we possibly talk about?

A coooooiiiiiiiiiin, for an olde beggah?

*gives coin to beggah*

Thank you, kind lady!

Where is our blessing? Where is our protection? Where are our gods? The Enemy triumphs, and we die alone.

The Nine Divines are boring! Daedra - they are never boring!