Tam! RUGH!

My Cyrodiilic self since Morrowind launch is now going to be hopelessly confused as a Dunmer. Gidar Herandus is about as close as it comes.

Guys, my sigil isn't sticking. Can't you all get a picture of Marukh's face up Wrothgar without the sticky side coming off?

It's there, kind brother. I see it. Stay good. [refresh]

Hah! That crazy Elk's always right!

Hmm, I really feel this calls for the penning of a new work to fully consummate things. Write us into "an empire across the stars", if you will.

Or maybe that's just extra-wishful thinking.

never mind.

Let it be known far and wide, that this humble Bishop of Barmaids is full of monkey-love for the wide world of Tamriel, and dances on simian feet to spread the word, at least for one night.

Help yerselves now lads and lasses, for me tray has whate'er wets yer throat - and a broomstick in the eye of the first one to make a lewd joke of that, for I make the lewd jokes first!

(whirls and whirls the dance of Hey Look At Those in honor of the poet)

Loranna

Working on it. Until then, though, no, you're right. We need a call to action. Anyone?