dear_mun | Finally escaping headspace at long last.

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canon: elder scrolls

Finally escaping headspace at long last.

Please mundane, stop it with those absurd jokes on taking an arrow to the knee. We all know that while some of the guard's statements come off as strange, they are not that funny.

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Tahrodiis ahrk zin. To teach the Thu'um to mortals was an act of treachery in the eyes of Alduin. And later, one of great honor.

...Among the dov, however, the Thu'um was - is - used for many purposes.

...So you have used it like that to an extent.

[He's not admitting to anything here. And this is all dovah to dovah, you understand.]

...There is a Shout, Zul Mey Gut. 'Throw Voice'. Mischief is not its only purpose, yet... it can serve well for that. Neither is it the only one.

[He is so going to tell the gray beards about this.]

Yes yes, anyone can do that.

[But- but he's the wise old masters' wise old master! He has a reputation to keep up!]

[Also have a draconic eye cocked at you. Is that some kind of challenge?]

Zu'u ni sonaan. It is not for me to share tales of ancient folly.

[Pff, and? They like hearing stories of there old master.]

[And perhaps it is.]

And here I thought you liked talking.

[This is why they let you up here, isn't it? How much have you told them?!]

[...Th-that's not fair. You can't tempt him that way.]

Are there not other matters on which you would hold tinvaak?

[It's your old friend, Delaying Tactic Question!]

[Naturally! You never call and you never write! And the really question is, what hasn't he told them.]

[Sure he can! He is Dovahkiin!]

No. Shouldn't you be answering anything that I ask of you? [Like a good little NPC.]

[You know, they're welcome any time they want to Shout their way up through the deadly high-altitude ice path...]

[Go on a quest for him then.] Naan? That is a great deal to ask, even for a Dovahkiin. Nuz... still. It may be wise to tell you of the Thu'um's misuse, so that you may avoid it.

[Yeah, 80+ year old men dressed in bathrobes climbing a mountain.]

[He only has the main questline though.]

Really? Then perhaps I will listen. [Or perhaps he'll just wander off and leave you on your lonely mountain top.]

[If they haven't learned to bend physics by now, what has he taught them?]

[Well if he'd known you were going to be so demanding he'd have come up with something.]

Wo yah nuz vofen siiv? Why ask if not to listen? [You invoke dragon storytelling time, mister, you are going to get it.] To begin with, one should not use Ice Form on another's kill when they try to eat.

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Finally escaping headspace at long last.

Mortals and their peculiar motives!

Pff, at least they don't lead a bunch of old men wearing bathrobes. :|

Old? Please - there's not a one of them past ninety. Er, last he checked.

So they are old.

It's all about perspective. It's not his fault humans get old so fast.

So says the immortal.

Who do you think has to worry about finding replacements?

The Gray beards, who will pass the job on to the Dovahkiin, who will jackass around for a while.

Hence his backup plan of 'recruit all the surviving dragons'.

Like that will ever work, best just sticking with the Dovahkiin.

The Dovahkiin better get a move on, he's got all these grey robes on order.