"In the pious name of Talos, I will roam the streets and countryside, searching relentlessly for pointy ears to wallop and scalp with my blade. Then when I have struck the accursed Elf down, my countenance will alight with pride, for I will be fain with my kill, and exuberant that another heretics crimson ichor stains my Ulfberht. THEN WHEN I HOIST ALOFT THE SEVERED CRANIUM OF AN ELF, THE CROWDS WILL LAUD MY ACHIEVEMENTS WITH EXUBERANCE AND SKYRIM WILL BE ONE STEP CLOSER TO SALVATION."