Ey, it’s Tony Soprano, playin’ both sides in this freakin’ Oblivion Crisis bullshit!
I’m deep undercover for the Blades, posin’ as a Mythic Dawn goon to get the dirt on Mehrunes Dagon’s cult.
These robed psychos think I’m one of ‘em, but I’m feedin’ info to Jauffre while dodgin’ their creepy rituals.
Had to clip that Argonian priest, Jeelius, to keep my cover—sorry, pal, just business.
Now I’m jugglin’ Daedric schemes, Dragonborn heat, and my own Jersey hustle to stay alive.
Mankar Camoran ain’t got a clue who he’s dealin’ with, capisce?
Now, Pussy Jr., this priest MArtin, the bastard emperor got me out here looking for spies, daedric artifacts, and the blood of a freakin God?
Marone!
We're fucked, my friend...