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next to the gate, then? i do believe you’ve developed a bit of a soft spot for me, then.
i suppose, time will only tell, who prevails in the end … i do so look forward to watching you try.
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You are one to talk, elf. No land is better off kneeling in submission to another's power. She does not belong to you, nor to me.
The Thalmor's heads will decorate the walls of Windhelm one day; yours might be next to the gate.
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—— i would humbly enjoy perusing under … whatever guard or stipulation you see fit to apply. i am no more than a mer upon these grounds, i understand that, arch—mage.
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oh, wonderful. i’m sure she’ll be burying us all in a mountain of bureaucratic idiocy and malcontent. which is to say, i’m going to be needing a lot of ink.
but i’m not actually here on any business or political affiliation … you simply have a library ——
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you would likely make a poor addition to the rank and file. there’s a particularly potent stench of insubordination that wafts off of you. still. someone has to give the guards a job to do.
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yes, when you’re the high king … skyrim will be such a utopia for all who live within it. oh, unless of course, they’re not a nord. or a loyalist.
this land would do better under our control and that truth scares you, dear ulfric. but please, keep barking, dog.
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The revulsion I feel knowing you are allowed to wander in Skyrim's dirt is incomparable. You and your kind should rot, bitches of the Thalmor.
Once I am named High King, you better flee like a dog with its tail between its legs. I spit on your face and ideology.
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oh please, do direct your complaints to ondolemar— it’s entirely his responsibility, and fault, that *𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐 was sent to the college. diplomacy was never his strong suit …
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