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golden days in elsweyr
everyone knows that one crazy breton girl
soon he'll be dancing on your corpse
what did you say to me, dryskin
Ookavi is enjoying life
“Shunatei, shunatei
The belly of regret
These feelings of despair
That I cannot forget
Shunatei, shunatei
Why do you last?
Why do I cling
To my troubled past?
Despair over lost ones
Those I must avenge
Hatred and sadness
A thirst for revenge
They blind me from reaching the path ahead
And so I am lost to my dread
Shunatei, shunatei
The belly of regret
These feelings of despair
That I cannot forget
Shunatei, shunatei
It strikes me blind
If I move aheadI can't look behind
I will become like the river below
I will clear the rubble of my hate and woe
I will release these dark thoughts that cloud my mind
I'll leave what has been behind
Shunatei, shunatei
You haunt me no more
For my heart is the bird
That has learned to soar
Shunatei, shunateiI will ascend
For all that has begun
One day must end”
Argonian-style Wayshrine
a little lost)
Little Thtithil, Little Thtithil
Drink up your sap
Little Thtithil, Little Thtithil
Its time for your nap
Little Thtithil, Little Thtithil
Rest in your shell
Little Thtithil, Little Thtithil
We’ll keep you well
Little Thtithil, Little Thtithil
Gently you turn
Little Thtithil, Little Thtithil
Grow hard and firm
–Excerpt from Rhymes and Chimes, an Egg-Tender’s Lullaby to Argonian young
“Misunderstanding and oppression have poisoned Black Marsh for centuries. My egg-siblings have endured subjugation by the Empire and slavery at the hands of the Dunmer. Armored boots tread on our traditions and culture. We are fortunate to have the Marsh. Without its perils to deter hapless dryskins, our ways might have already crumbled to dust. Despite our troubles, the Hist guides us still. And for the first time in memory, we have the chance to break the cycle.”
“[...] This game is called Teeba-Hastei. They only use their tail, hip and elbows, and the ball is really heavy causing a lot of injuries. Some players use guards but they get made fun of. It’s a game of points where hitting the opposing team’s mud wall scores 1 point, and getting it through a reed hoop that is 30 hands high get 3 points, and getting it through a reed hoop 50 hands high wins the game. The rules change from tribe to tribe, but also change in each tribe, aligning with the Sithis/ change style lifestyle of Argonians. There are times when scoring a point on the mud wall is 2 when it is raining, and sometimes not. The rules constantly change which makes it confusing to every non-argonian.”