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    In-Game Quotes 
"Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there."
Ralof, the first words you hear in Skyrim

"You know what's wrong with Skyrim these days? Everyone is obsessed with death."
Jon Battle-born
DOVAHKHIN!
The Greybeards, shouting for you so loud from High Hrothgar all of Skyrim hears it

"Lot of history in these walls. We're trying to make some more. It's a lucky time to be alive."
Jorleif

"I used to be an adventurer like you. Then I took an arrow in the knee."
Every single guard, everywhere.

"Guhh..."
Every single guard, everywhere, shortly after the above line is heard for the ten thousandth time.

"Let me guess: Someone stole your sweetroll."
"See those warriors from Hammerfell? They've got curved swords. Curved. Swords."
"Heard about you and your... honeyed words."
"I got to thinking. Maybe I'm the Dragonborn, I just don't know it yet."
"Watch the skies, traveller."
—Guards, again.

"Never should have come here!"
"You picked a bad time to get lost, friend!"
"Well ain't this a surprise."
"Time to end this little game!"
Bandits, everywhere

"Skyrim's harshness has a way of carving a man down to his true self."
General Tullius

"I fight for the men I've held in my arms, dying on foreign soil. I fight for their wives and children, whose names I heard whispered in their last breaths. I fight for we few who did come home, only to find a country full of strangers wearing familiar faces! I fight for my people, impoverished to pay the debts of an Empire too weak to rule them, yet brands them criminals for wanting to rule themselves! I fight so that all the fighting I've already done hasn't been for nothing! I fight... because I must."
Ulfric Stormcloak

"Your words give voice to that which we all feel, Ulfric. That is why you'll be High King. But the day when words are enough will be the day soldiers like us are no longer needed."
"I would gladly retire from the world... were such a day to dawn."
Galmar Stone-Fist and Ulfric, continuing from the above

"I do swear my blood and honour to the service of Ulfric Stormcloak"
"Jarl of Windhelm and true High King of Skyrim!
As Talos is my witness, may this oath bind me to death and beyond!
Even to my lord as to my fellow brothers and sisters in arms!
All hail the Stormcloaks! The true sons and daughters of Skyrim!!"
Blood Oath of the Stormcloaks

"Family and honor. That's what it means to be one of us."
Kodlak Whitemane

"Sweet mother, sweet mother, send your child unto me,
For the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear."
Chant of the Black Sacrament

"Eyes open, and walk with the shadows."
Karliah

"When misrule takes its place at the eight corners of the world.
When the Brass Tower walks and Time is reshaped
When the thrice-blessed fail and the Red Tower trembles
When the Dragonborn ruler loses his throne, and the White Tower falls
When the Snow Tower lies sundered, kingless, bleeding
The World-Eater wakes, and the Wheel turns upon the Last Dragonborn"
.
The Prophecy of the Dragonborn

"You do not even know our tongue, do you? Such arrogance, to dare take for yourself the name of dovah."
Alduin the World Eater

"You stink of death, my friend. I salute you."
Nazir

"FUS RO DAH!"
Many a Dragonborn

"I used to dream of it. In the dream, I was standing someplace high up, a tower, or a mountain. It was always just before dawn. The whole world was in darkness. Then came the flash of light just on the horizon within the clouds that marked the border between worlds. It could have been lightning, but there was no thunder. In the dream, the sense of foreboding grew, but I could never wake up. Then it came again, this time more distinct, closer, definitely not lightning. Now it was orange, brilliant orange, the color of hearth and dawn. And a sound too, distinct and indistinct. Not thunder, but something else, something I should recognize, but in the dream, I cannot place it. I want to leave my high place to seek shelter. From what, I don't yet know. In the manner of dreams, I cannot escape. I'm forced to wait and watch. Then, finally, realization and horror arrive together. The orange is flame, heat. The sound, a roar, a challenge in their ancient tongue. And now it's too late for escape. The dragon's upon me, fire and darkness descending like a thunderbolt. And not just any dragon, but the dragon, Alduin, the World-Eater! The dragon who devours both the living and the dead! And then, I would wake up and hope that it was just a dream, but know that it was not."
Esbern

"Do you get to the Cloud District very often? Oh, what am I saying, of course you don't."
Nazeem, possibly said IN the Cloud District

"Sky above, Voice within."
Arngeir

"If it's the war you're referring to, I'm on the side of Whiterun. No doubt General Tullius and his friends in the Empire will tell you that I owe them my loyalty, and perhaps I do. Ulfric Stormcloak would say that I owe my allegiance to the Nord people as they fight for Skyrim's independence. Perhaps this is also true. The day might come when I am forced to draw my sword for one side or the other. But that day has not come yet."
Jarl Balgruuf the Greater

"Lingrah krosis saraan Strundu'ul, voth nid balaan klov praan nau. Naal Thu'umu, mo ofan nii nu, Dovahkiin, naal suleyk do Kaan, naal suleyk do Shor, ahrk naal suleyk do Atmorasewuth. Meyz nu Ysmir, Dovahsebrom. Dahmaan daar rok!"Rough translation 
The Greybeards' initiation ceremony

"You've shown yourself mighty, both in Voice and deed. In order to defeat Alduin, you've gained mastery of dreadful weapons. Now it is up to you to decide what to do with your power and skill. Will you be a hero whose name is remembered in song throughout the ages? Or will your name be a curse to future generations? Or will you merely fade from history, unremembered? Let the Way of the Voice be your guide, and the path of wisdom will be clear to you. Breath and focus, Dragonborn. Your future lies before you."

    Songs of Skyrim 

"Dovahkiin, Dovahkiinnote 
Naal ok zin los vahriinnote 
Wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal!note 
Ahrk fin norok paal graannote 
Fod nust hon zindro zaan,note 
Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal!note 

Huzrah nu, kul do od,note 
Wah aan bok, lingrah vod,note 
Ahrk fin tey, boziik fun, do fin gein!note 

Wo lost fron wah ney dov,note 
Ahrk fin reyliik do jul,note 
Voth aan suleyk wah ronit faal krein...note 

[Ahrk fin zul, rok drey kod, nau tol morokei frod,note 
Rul lot Taazokaan motaad voth kein!note 
Sahrot Thu'um, med aan tuz, vey zeim hokoron pah,note 
Ol fin Dovahkiin komeyt ok rein!note ]


[Ahrk fin Kel lost prodah, do ved viing ko fin krah,note ]
Tol fod zeymah win kein meyz fundein...note 
Alduin, feyn do jun, kruziik vokun staadnau...note 
Voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lein...note 

Nuz aan sul, fent alok, fod fin vul dovah nok,note 
Fen kos nahlot mahfaeraak ahrk ruz!note 
Paaz Keizaal fen kos stin nol bein Alduin jot!note 
[Dovahkiin kos fin saviik do muz!note ]

Dovahkiin, Dovahkiinnote 
Naal ok zin los vahriinnote 
Wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal!note 
Ahrk fin norok paal graannote 
Fod nust hon zindro zaan,note 
Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal!"note 
Song of the Dragonborn (main theme)note 

"We drink to our youth, to days come and gone
for the Age of Aggression is just about done
We'll drive out the Stormcloaks and restore what we own
With our blood and our steel we'll take back our home
Down with Ulfric, the killer of kings!
On the day of your death we'll drink and we'll sing
We're the children of Skyrim, and we fight all our lives
And when Sovngarde beckons everyone of us dies
But this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean
Of the scourge that has sullied our hopes and our dreams"
Age of Aggression

"We drink to our youth, to days come and gone
for the Age of Oppression is just about done
We'll drive out the Empire from this land that we own
With our blood and our steel we'll take back our home
All hail to Ulfric! You are the High King!
In your great honour we drink and we sing!
We're the children of Skyrim, and we fight all our lives
And when Sovngarde beckons everyone of us dies
But this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean
Of the scourge that has sullied our hopes and our dreams"
Age of Oppression

"Oh there once was a hero named Ragnar the Red
Who came riding to Whiterun from ole Rorikstead
And the braggart did swagger and brandish his blade
As he told of bold battles and gold he had made
But then he went quiet, did Ragnar the Red
When he met the shield-maiden Matilda, who said:
'Oh, you talk and you lie and you drink all our mead,
Now I think it's high time that you lie down and bleed!'
And so then came clashing and slashing of steel,
As the brave lass Matilda charged in, full of zeal
And the braggart named Ragnar was boastful no more...
When his ugly red head rolled around on the floor!"
Ragnar the Red

"Our hero, our hero
Claims a warrior's heart
I tell you, I tell you
The Dragonborn comes

With a Voice wielding power
Of the ancient Nord art
Believe, believe,
The Dragonborn comes

It's an end to the evil
Of all Skyrim's foes
Beware, beware
The Dragonborn comes

For the darkness has passed
And the legend yet grows
You'll know, you'll know
The Dragonborn's come"
The Dragonborn Comes

"Alduin's wings, they did darken the sky
His roar fury's fire, and his scales sharpened scythes
Men ran and they cowered, and they fought and they died
They burned and they bled as they issued their cries

We need saviors to free us from Alduin's rage
Heroes on the field of this new war to wage
And if Alduin wins, man is gone from this world
Lost in the shadow of the black wings unfurled

But then came the Tongues on that terrible day
Steadfast as winter, they entered the fray
And all heard the music of Alduin's doom
The sweet song of Skyrim, sky-shattering Thu'um

And so the Tongues freed us from Alduin's rage,
Gave the gift of the Voice, ushered in a new Age!
And if Alduin's eternal, then eternity's done
For his story is over and the dragons are gone."
Tale of the Tonguesnote 

    Fan Songs 

"What happened to you gamers?
It seems somewhere along the way
You turned from doing good
And so now evil's holding sway.

Rhythm games and fitness games
And even cooking sims!
What else are we to do?
Fight the fight in old Skyrim!

Beyond the frozen tundra
Lies the homeland of the Nords
Where radiant stories bloom
and you can dual wield magic and swords.

Use perks just like in Fallout
Defend the family that you've reared
Kill dragons just by shouting
You can even have a beard!

The game of life's a drag
It's filled with homework, filled with books
My job is lame and girls make fun
Of my less than stellar looks.

Damn it boy why do you heed
To such shallow, mortal whims?
There's a battle that needs your steel my son
In the land of old Skyrim!"
Harry Partridge, "The Song Of Skyrim"

''Who's rapping? Dovahkiin.
Dragons? I'm not over-keen.
I'll dice them like a knife

Slicing right through an aubergine.
My dragon shout flow
Is sweeter than a Sodastream.
You won't believe your eyes
I'm like an overload of dopamine.]]
A broadsword in one hand
And a magic spell in the other.
I'm the last of the Dragonborn
There's no other, my brother, so run for cover!


If you've got scales then I'm on your tail and I will not fail
Like a free-roaming sandbox game, I'm off the rails.
I'll walk the trail through awful gales and storms of hail
Til all the nails are knocked into your coffin.
I'm not stoppin' til
you're impaled and I've prevailed.

In the name of the Nords, I pray to the lords,
You'll all get a taste of the blade of my sword!
I'm taking of hordes of enemies!
I face 'em with hoards of weaponry!
They're draining my force! So chemistry comes into play with retorts and recipes
Alchemixing like a DJ, restoration, restore my energy!

My legacy, odyssey, elegy, prophecy's written in heavenly bodies and buried
With everybody who ever did bother to mess with me deading them terribly horribly
!

I'm a celebrity, honestly! You're a wannabe! I'm a prodigy!
The suggestion you're better than me at being a warrior? Hah! Comedy!
It's a gift to me!

I don't just spit flames lyrically, but literally!
And the Elder Scrolls are scripts in which I've written your obituary!
I am the Dragonborn!
Wearing a hat with badass horns!
I'm Dovahkiin, known globally, you're nobody at all!

The dragonborn returns to life
With awful burning eyes
To the hidden fortress
The time has come to turn the tide
Return the prince's daughter
to the north across the water
Lean of my horse and slaughter all
Before I pick a side

Do I take on the demon's form?
Beneath an evil storm?
Feast on people's necks
as if their heads' atop a piece of corn?

Or do I support the Dawnguard
and ward the awful darkness?
Your fallen carcass torn apart
to ensure you're harmless?
I walk forward no matter the peril
Feral
My blades of glory'll
gore an elf, Will Ferell

I've maxed the level cap
Stamina, Magicka, Health
Collected every shout
successfully bettered myself
I've worked at perks, earned my purse
spend my Septims, and now I'm heading out
It's none of your concern
But nevertheless I can confirm
that yes, I might become sunburnt
My melanin's red as the Whiterun sun's turned

When I ready my crossbow
Your head'll be reder than central moscow
I use so many bolts
I get them wholesale from costco
Action packed with dragons smashing splashy patches
Bats and axes
Hacking you up haphhazardly
like medical malpractice

I am the Dragonborn
I'm still wearing the had
with badass horns
I've fougth swarms
of Forsworn hordes
and now I'm after more!

By the Nine
It's been five long years Since I've come here
So I think I'm perfectly entitled to cry one tear
And now I want beer!

And I need a mead
and thanks to this bucket
We don't have to buy one, here

I just baked up a fresh batch of sweet rolls, would you like one dear?

I should get back to my hearthfire
Before the Dawnguard starts lecturing
But my belly's full and inventory's empty
So we better get adventuring!

Pick up a weapon
Than pick a direction
Then pick a dungeon that we're
Entering!
No fast travel, just treasuring every retexture that's rendering

Quest
Reliving our memories and carving out some new ones
With newer and shinier hardware
You can do whatever you want!

Is it just me or has mods made this world change in odd ways?
My frosty droplets of snot are thawed under the God Rays
They drip in the mountain water, glistening
trickling sounds are sort of twinkling
rippling out I'm sure if you're listening
your hair's on end and your pores are tingling

My legacy, odyssey, elegy, prophecy's better than ever
You're probably getting euphoric and wobbly
In bed in pajamas, but it feels like ebony armor, it's Godly!

I am the Dragonborn, and thus I'm dragging you back to my birthplace
I've got unfinished business, I never did the main quest in the first place
So many side missions, civil wars, guilds and factions
How could I ever 100% a game that filled with distractions
Refractions and reflections
Weapon sets and plant collections
Never ending
Harry.. Uh, Harry?
Pants. Erection

In a time where heroes ruled the earth
The night will fall to our rebirth
On the bloodied stones in the fields in Whiterun lies

As sun sets now on Tamriel
The wounds we find in time will heal
But the dragon soon will return from space and time

Long will be the journey, through the coldest nights we ride
Where the horsemen slay them all
And they're raped and burned alive
Listen to our enchanted story written in the wind
When the evil comes tonight to claim their lives

Fear the end is coming now
Hold the line keep strong our ground
All fear the nights dark watchmen
Steadfast tonight we'll crush them
For the wasted journey to the end

See the soaring eagle fly
See the warriors fight and die
See the lightning crack the sky, we're the last Dragonborn
To the mountain we must go, flash of steel will crush our foes
To the fires of hell below, we're the last Dragonborn

Our journey leads us on and on
To the lands out west and setting sun
Where the pillars of stone bar the path to all who try

The chants inscribed on the ancient walls
The screams of the past echo in the halls
Now the wizards arise from their watchtower in the sky

Onwards through the cold lands over endless nights and days
Many dangers lie ahead and many foes we have to face
Through the swamps of sadness and through forests stripped of light
But the eyes of Shor watch down on us tonight

Feel our time is coming now
Hold the line, keep strong our ground
Now see their castles burning
Our swords and axes yearning
To the gods on high we now ascend

See the soaring eagle fly
See the warriors fight and die
See the lightning crack the sky, we're the last Dragonborn
To the mountain we must go, flash of steel will crush our foes
To the fires of hell below, we're the last Dragonborn

Under pale fading stars we sleep tonight
For our quest takes us far and so long
But with the rise of the sun in the far eastern skies
Never bow down
For our Kingdom come

See the soaring eagle fly
See the soaring eagle fly
See the warriors fight and die
See the lightning crack the sky, we're the last Dragonborn
To the mountain we must go, flash of steel will crush our foes
To the fires of hell below, we're the last Dragonborn

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