❝Bull and Bear over the Dam, at each other’s throats… but a light from Vegas? Ball spinning on the wheel, more than two at the table. Placing bets. All lose in different ways. A dam of corpses, towns of corpses, scattered across the sand. But whose in what shares? Even the dealer doesn’t know. Forecast: A rain of blood will flood the desert and not purify it.
Let’s talk about Urag gro-Shub, the orc who runs the Arcanaeum in Skyrim.
His whole family must have been like “Urag, you must uphold tradition and become a warrior or a blacksmith,” and he was like,
“No. I want to be a librarian.”