Has the Dunmer fought the largest Bull Netch in the forest with a fork?

Sugarbrained cat. The Dunmer are the only race that can truly appreciate the complexities of a beverage. Most humans prefer matze or sujamma, but I, as a cultured Telvanni lord, prefer a Vintage Brandy.

"Deekus has always been appalled by the arrogance of the more elevated Dunmer peoples. For being partial to equality and the appreciation of other cultures' traditions, seems to Deekus, a more profitable approach to foreign living. This one notes an acute sense of revulsion upon hearing the opinions of the Races deemed "lesser" by your kind. While I respect the natural tendency of your kind to inflate one's intrinsic self-worth, Deekus begs you to be more appreciative towards the thousands who have labored to bring you that security and refinement. Though, this one suspects you will banter on about how a Khajiit, or Argonian's opinions have absolutely no relevance in a world dominated by the wills of greater Mer, It never hurts to try!"

Perhaps the cat will someday learn that Detect Humanoid puts everything into the spotlight, particularly those wishing to remain hidden. But then again, thinking has never bee a housecat's strong suit.

Is the Dunmer casting a spell such as this all the time? Does the Dunmer suffer from paranoia? *sly smile*

Paranoia undoubtedly caused by the realization that their slave labor are actually highly intelligent, agile beings who could easily kill them in their sleep. So yesh!

J'rahzir feels that missing brandies lead to such fears more than slaves. Perhaps it is simply J'rahzir, however.

Well yes, as this causes the noble dunmer to have insecurities about how they protect their valubles. In their firey eyes, if a mere Khajiit can easily slip past their time-honed defenses, and take the materials deemed so valuble to the enjoyment of life, then why bother to trust the traditions of security laid down by my people? Why trust the anolysis of worth we have branded upon others? For this causes much more mayhem, than just the blessing of being murdered.

Is the Dunmer casting a spell such as this all the time? Does the Dunmer suffer from paranoia? *sly smile*

Isn't Khajiit song murder though? Now J'rahzir is confused by Dunmer! When Dunmer contradicts himself, does he speak the truth?

Blessing is the murder? Khajiit disagrees and encourages Argonian to flee faster. If one fights back, then there is no murder thus no blessing.

More so not as a blessing of killing a dunmer, but upon being killed, (this one believes) you are freed from the strife and turmoil of life on Mundus. Worldly affairs must seem tedious and unnecessary to spirits, eh? Deekus means not to encourage the slaying of arrogant Elven nobles, but wishes to bolster the confidence of his peoples, by not being led blindly into tyranny.

To hear Khajiit song is like murder. No contradiction, just a cat's foolishness.

Or perhaps it is simply Khajiit rejoicing, yes? When up is down is when right is not wrong! When water is not wet, then fire is not cold! When then is here then now is when! Rejoice and embrace, the Khajiit way! The sugar for all, J'rahzir says! Live, embrace, and forget, for all is Khajiit for this night, then again, then once more no more!

J'rahzir apologizes, he had no idea the Argonian knew not how to flee well enough to freedom.

Almsibi forbid that all should be Khajiit, for we would gladly commit honorable suicide to prevent this!

Deekus is aroused in curiosity by J'rahzir's free-spirited nature. This one would love to hear the Khajiit's definition of freedom! It would never cease to bring Deekus happiness than to possible add his unique thoughts to his many journals. You see, Deekus is a collector of thoughts, points of view, and cultural tendencies... A scribe to the world!

It is strange. Khajiit is most cautious of Argonian, yet he feels this one is different. Perhaps Argonian has the sugar he wishes to part from, yes?

Deekus means not to boast, but he knows he is different that his fellow Marshbrothers. That is why he left his family, and traveled all around Tamriel. No, this one was wondering if he should have saved the sugar he had, instead of imbibing it, and offered some to this most exciting of Khajiit... Deekus prefers the Saps of his native Hists though, but has a soft spot for the many skooma dens in Balmora...

Freedom for Khajiit is running the distance away from the local guard when Khajiit grows clumsy.

Ah interesting... This statement supports the growing theory Deekus had about the Khajiit's nature, in that matters of literal physicality have far more importance than that of the figurative. Oh how he admires the Khajitt's directness in his philosophy! If only Deekus could employ such "ease of motion"!