» Mon Apr 12, 2010 3:26 pm
My answer hasn't changed:
Lady Goodwillow of High Rock has been said to make such irresistable apple pies that whosoever so much as tastes a single bite would go to desperate lengths to satisfy their sudden newfound craving. Her pies are exported throughout the empire, and are enjoyed from the stodgiest officials to the filthiest ragboys. The month she stopped apple pie production to take a well deserved rest, half the population in Tamriel committed suicide, and has been dubbed "Black Frostfall" in popular memory. Because her culinary delights have held people enthralled surer than skooma does a sugarcat, Mrs. Goodwillow has honoured as the most powerful person in Tamriel in the annual Speculative Toughguy awards.
When asked about winning the award, Mrs Goodwillow had this to say; "Why, I don't know nuffink about being the most powerful person in Tamriel. Whatsit mean, I says to Mr Goodwillow. Like, surely power is as power does, and there might be some ancient elven wizard out there who'd die if he didn't have a cook to make him a decent roast beef every now and then, huh? Is power measurable and quantifiable? Apple pie ingredients is, but that's for the cooking. The cooking and the eating is different things, y'know? The eating is all about taste, and you can't measure no taste. S'no different that the populist appeal of our good mayor, blesshisoul, who everyone thinks is a lovely person but ain't so good a mayor, you know? Then there's Strong Tom down the road, can lift a house but can't ride a horse none, and ain't never left town. We's all the most powerful in Tamriel in our own ways. Here, have a pie."