Skeever

By the nine divines What did you on the button say about me, you little skeeverbutt? Ill have you admit I graduated top of my class in the College of Winterhold, and Ive been know to roll out one hell of a fireball, and I have over ccc confirmed summons. I am skilful in daedric warfare and Im the swords moderate of the wide Imperial forces. You are nothing to me but just some other target. I will make you beg to Akatosh as I line you over like a common whelp, mark my words, on my blighter as the Dovakin. You think you can come into my mind though this phantasy device and insult me? Think again,scum.As we speak I have either assassin and thief across all of Tamriel looking for your initial rate so you better prepare for the storm atronach,you drauger. The storm atronach that wipes out the dizzy little husk you call your life. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and thats just with my dragon shouts Not only am I extensively trained in archery and horseback riding, but I have access to the entire congregation of the thieves guild, dark brotherhood, Mages college, and untold hordes of deadric warriors, and I will use any one of them to banish you to the plane of oblivion..If only you could have had the clairvoyance to foregather what divine retribution your little clever runes were about to bring rectify upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue you dark skin. But you couldnt, you didnt, and now youre gainful the price, you goddamn idiot. I will become the embodiment of Mehrunes Dagon, and open a portal to oblivion the likes of which you have never seen. Youre fucking dead, milk-drinker.