Real DragonBorn @RealDragonborn

Man, those snow elves REALLY let themselves go...

Would you rather: An argonian, or a hagraven? Ughh...

I happen to be very sensitive about the hair growing from my ears, Mr. Guard. Say it again, and my new potion ingredient will be "Guard Ear"

I can swim in full plate armor carrying 500 pounds of gear, just don't ask me how or it breaks the illusion.

You may have connections, Mrs. Black-briar, but most of those connections lead to me. And I don't really like you much, to be honest.

What happens when you mix fire salts with frost salts? Saltwater, ha!

Why exactly does this iron sword and these 17 gold coins need to be protected by a Master-level lock?

Whenever I pickpocket a briarheart, in my mind all I can think of is "Ka-li-ma! Ka-li-ma!"

Your graveyard is indeed impressive, Falkreath. Your skills at dying are totally worth bragging about. Totally.

Oh, so you've taken my weapons and thrown me in jail? Too bad I can't breathe fire... oh wait, YES I CAN! MWAHAHA! Who needs a shiv, really?

Lady, you're a real fox... as in, I'd like to skin you and make some armor from your hide, then never wear it because light armor is weak.

Since when is facial war "paint" this permanent? More like war "tattoo", amirite?

Morning activities: Slaughter dragons, delve ancient tombs, meeting a daedric lord. Afternoon: catch butterflies, make time with the wife.

Who knew the seduction of a sweet lady in this realm requires only an amulet? Northern chicks are so easy.

Is that a Mark of Dibella in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me? I'm going to assume a "yes" to both questions..

As the thane of Riften, it is my sworn duty to blackmail all of the local business owners. It's all very technical, I assure you...

Wow, despite my expectations to the contrary, this daedric cult full of cannibals has a very convincing recruitment strategy.

Oh, so you're saying the Thalmor turned out to be a bad guy after all? Big freaking surprise.

This Vigilant of Stendarr in Markarth needs help investigating this creepy house. I excpect good things to come of this...

You cannot see me, foul creature, for I have crouched down ever so slightly!