» Wed Jul 04, 2012 3:39 pm
I was running up the main street in Whiterun when I passed by old Vignar Grey-Mane who immediately yelled out, "Twenty septims on the girl! Look at that speed!"
But perhaps my all time favorite is one of Marcurio's... we stumble onto a large Forsworn encampment in the Reach, furious battle ensues, it takes what seems like forever to finish them all off, I'm all about the melee and he's doing the ranged magic thing so I lose track of him pretty quickly. After it's all over I'm standing in the middle of a circle of dead bodies and turn around to look for him, at which point he runs up to me through the human debris, stops for a moment as if to catch his breath, and with a completely straight face says - "These Forsworn don't even have the decency to dress right."