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You're the courier who's caused so much trouble for my Legion, and yet you dare come before me.

Vulpes Inculta, the best of my frumentarii, is dead.

All the bribes I sent to the Omertas ended up buying me nothing.

The Great Khans aren't exactly clamoring to fight for my Legion now.

The garrison I established at Nelson has been wiped out.

Years of meticulous scheming to place a mole at Camp McCarran - wasted.

The Kings of Freeside are cooperating with the NCR now, which frees up soldiers to defend the dam.

You even disrupted a promising weapons deal with the Van Graffs.

So tell me this, because I really want to know. I am feared - with good reason.

But you - of all people - dare to come here and stand before me, the mighty Caesar. What were you thinking?

[Terrifying Presence] That I'd decorate this gut with your tents.

PRAETORIANS, TO ME!

Browed me then brew my blains out!

This dude drinks chocky milk. Catyla Nasseli? Blowed me then blew my brains out. You CANNOT trust this toad!

chicken jockey

smells like weed around here. winks with both eyes -.-