STOP RIGHT THERE, CRIMINAL SCUM! (Your spree is at an end...)
—Many, many guards
STOP, YOU VIOLATED THE LAW!
—Many, many guards' secondary response
Talk to Haskill, he has more brains than a brain pie. Mmm... brain pie. Care to donate?
—Sheogorath
Change, change will preserve us. It will move mountains... it will mount movements.
—Sheogorath making very little sense, but sounding like a genius.
Come visit again, or I'll pluck out your eyes! Ha ha ha ha ha!
—Sheogorath every time you finish talking to him.
By Azura, by Azura, by Azura, it's The Grand Champion! I can't believe it's you standing here next to me.
—The Adoring Fan
Oh, it's YOU. HI!
—Generic Response
Men are but flesh and blood; they know their doom, but not the hour. In this I'm blessed to see the hour of my death! To face my apportuned fate, then fall.
— Emperor Uriel Septim VII, unknowingly quoting a bit from Shakespeare's The Tragedy of Julius Caesar.
I was born 87 years ago. For 65 years I've ruled as Tamriel's Emperor. But for all these years, I've never been the ruler of my own dreams. I have seen the gates of Oblivion, beyond which no waking eye may see. Behold, in darkness, a doom sweeps the land. This is the 27th of Last Seed, the year of Akatosh, 433. These are the closing days of the Third Era, and the final hours of my life.
— Emperor Uriel Septim VII, in the intro cinematic.
When the dragon dies, the Empire dies. Where is the lost dragon's blood, the Empire's sire? And from the womb of the void, who shall stem the blood tide? So long as the Blood of the Dragon Prince runs strong in her rulers, the glory of the Empire shall extend in unbroken years. His heart's blood bleeds in darkness. For once the portals are opened, who shall shut them upon the rising tide? For Lord Dagon forever reborn in blood and fire from the waters of Oblivion. Find him... and close shut the marble jaws of Oblivion.
So that's how it works. You plod along, putting one foot before the other, look up, and suddenly, there you are. Right where you wanted to be all along.
— a level-up message
The results of hard work always seem like luck. But you know you've earned every bit of your success.
— The level 21+ level up message.
Remember when we first met in Kvatch? I told you that I didn't want any part of the gods' plan. I still don't know if there is a divine plan. But I've come to realize that it doesn't matter. What matters is that we act. That we do what's right, when confronted with evil. That's what you did at Kvatch. It wasn't the gods that saved us, it was you. Were you acting for the gods? I don't know. But now it's my turn to act.
— Martin
Go, go! Socialize! Talk to those fine people, and then plunge your knife into their throats when they ain't lookin'! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
— Fafnir
I am on your side!
— Every time an ally is hit by the main character in a fight (and they usually get in the middle).
Wonderful! Time for a celebration! Cheese, for everyone! Wait. Scratch that, Cheese for no one. I suppose that can be just as much of a celebration, if you don't like cheese, true?
— Sheogorath, upon you turning in a quest.
Now, though, you have ended the cycle. You now hold the mantel of Madness, and Jyggalag is free to roam the wastes of Oblivion once more. I will take my leave, and you will remain here, mortal. Mortal? King? God? It seems uncertain. This realm is yours, perhaps you will grow to your station. Fare thee well, Sheogorath, Prince of Madness.
— Jyggalag, at the conclusion of the Shivering Isles
