| Clannfear Oathkin ID: CF1T, CF2T, CF3T, CF4T | |||
|---|---|---|---|
| Rasse | Clannfear | ||
Clannfear Oathkin ist ein Clannfear aus An Elder Scrolls Legend: Battlespire.
Fundorte
Clannfear Oathkin kommen in folgender Ebene vor:
- Havok Wellhead (35-mal)
Statuswerte
| Stufe | Gesundheit | Magicka | Schaden | Verteidigung | Fertigkeit | Gewicht |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 2 | 100 | 0 | 10–20 | 3 | 50 | 180 |
Attribute:
| STR | INT | WIL | AGI | END | PER | SPD | LCK |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 90 | 40 | 65 | 40 | 70 | 20 | 40 | 45 |
Dialoge
Gespräche
Clannfear Oathkin
We smells FLESH! Flesh is wrong! Escapes, has it? Or steals our treasures? Now we takes and strips it, yes, and seeks for its surprises.
Spieler
Sober up, and stop spitting on me. Where's your master? Dammit! I'm in a hurry. Stop gawking, and start talking.→ zufällig „Lord Xivilai is in…“ (50 %) oder „Hhhsssss! …“ (50 %)
Clannfear Oathkin
Lord Xivilai is in his Throne Room, sweetmeats. Would you like to go there now? Here, come close and I'll give you a little ride.
Spieler
Thanks for the tip. Now stop breathing on me.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Hhhsssss! Threatens us, does it? Hhhsssss!
Spieler
Yessss. Threatens the sissy little lizard. Then splits its sissy little gizzard.Greift anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
Smell THAT! Warm. Soft. Wet in our teeth. FLESH! Flee, manling, so we bites the BEST parts!
Spieler
How can you tolerate these Hernes? They mock the Law. They cheat in the Hunt, and brings dishonor on you all. And, by the way, in case you don't know who you're dealing with, I just killed a Huntsman. Yes. Egahirn. A Huntsman protected by the Sacred Ritual. So. Why don't you go do something about those disgusting Hernes?→ zufällig „You LIES, person. …“ (50 %) oder „Yes. …“ (50 %)
oder
This flesh is not for you, fool. This flesh belongs to Xivilai, and he won't thank you for putting holes in it. See this amulet? That means "Shut up and get out of my way."Merker Tayem→ zufällig „Lord Xivilai is in…“ (50 %) oder „Hhhsssss! …“ (50 %)
oder
Excuse me. Which way to Lord Imago? Very important message for Lord Imago.→ „Lord Xivilai is in…“
Clannfear Oathkin
You LIES, person. You can't kill a Daedra. Immortal is your word, yes?
Spieler
Oh, sure, if you have to be technical about it. But I smacked him with the Huntsman Spear – with Dagon's own power. That should put him out for a LONG time.→ „The SHAME! …“
Clannfear Oathkin
Yes. The Hernes make shame. But you, flesh, you make shame, too. You think us fools? We poke your eyes and plays with you, yes.
Spieler
Come over here and say that.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
The SHAME! The Huntsman slain by a mortal. The Hernes bring nothing but shame and shame. The Hernes must learn -- Honor the Law. And Faydra must teach -- Honor on the House. They taunts and tests us. They steals our glory, and raids our treasures. And now, this must stop. Honor at stake. Pride demands! Chasten them with Rods of Law. Hammer them to the Straight Path!
Spieler
You and me, lizardboy! Let's go put hurt on Hernes! Hooray!Schließt sich anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
What? Why talk? What talk? Hates talk!
Spieler
Hey? Your Lord Xivilai grants me his protection. Why are you beating on me?→ „Clannfear not stained as…“
Clannfear Oathkin
Clannfear not stained as traitors, no! Lord says, "Flesh not slain – but chasten flesh as nasty Oathkin, trespass on customs." Flesh provokes us? Feel teeth and claws. But goes quiet, leaves us? Smart flesh, yes.
Spieler
Fine. Bite me.Greift anEnde
oder
Taste my steel. And boot. And fireball. And this old piece of cloth. And this lump of wax. And some lint.Greift anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
Vengeance! Our Lord is wounded! Someone has wounded our Lord!
Spieler
Hi. It was me. I just kicked your Lord's butt into Oblivion. Come over here, and I'll kick your scaly little butt, too.Greift anEnde
oder
Oh. Oh. Betrayal! Treason! Faydra and her Hernes have treacherously cast Xivilai into Oblivion! Fall upon the traitors, and avenge the Exile of our noble Lord.→ zufällig „And you? …“ (50 %) oder „Betrayal! …“ (50 %)
Clannfear Oathkin
And you? You took no part, flesh? You LIE! And you DIE!
Spieler
You're green. You know that? Only animals and plants are green. Therefore, you are a stupid animal or a stupid plant. That's logic. Or maybe you're a bug.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Betrayal! Treason! War upon Faydra, and all her faction!
Spieler
Yeah! Get 'em! Hang him high! Bake the traitors! Make war on Faydra! Woo, woo!Schließt sich anEnde
Ohne Worte
Clannfear Oathkin
It hisses and spits, but speaks no words.
Clannfear Oathkin
It sniffs and eyes you hungrily.
Clannfear Oathkin
It peers at you, then its claws, then yawns wide, displaying its teeth.
Weitere Clannfear in Havok Wellhead
Clannfear Oathkin
Hhhsssss! We smells the flesh! What does the flesh here? Hhhsssss! Is it fresh? Or foolish?
Spieler
Clannfear Oathkin
Come. Help us. They take what is ours, and claim the better part. We must find what they stole from us, and restore it to Lord Xivilai and the clan.
Spieler
Sounds like a plan. Lead the way.Schließt sich anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Come? Intruders must be taken, yes? Are we not intruders? Yes? So.
Spieler
Oh, okay. You're right. I'm an intruder. So do your duty. I'm just gonna skin you anyway.Greift anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
Is that -- manflesh I smell? YES! And now I have you, manling!
Spieler
Amulet. See the amulet. Pals? Allies? Monsters-in-arms? So what are you doing out her on Faydra's turf? Looking for trouble? Want to start some?Merker Tayem→ zufällig „Come. …“ (50 %) oder „Foolish manling. …“ (50 %)
oder
Shh! Secret! I bear Xivilai's amulet, and spy here at his request.Merker Tayem→ zufällig „Come. …“ (50 %) oder „Hhhsssss! …“ (50 %)
Clannfear Oathkin
Foolish manling. Such foolish lies. Such insults! To think we would swallow such toad-droppings? You do us a great wrong.
Spieler
Smart lizard. Nice lizard. Come get me.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Hhhsssss! Sneaks and lies to us, does it? Hhhsssss!
Spieler
Oh, well. Come over here and get your cute little teeth kicked in, you nasty little thing.Greift anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
What? Why talk? What talk? Hates talk!
Spieler
Hey? Your Lord Xivilai grants me his protection. Why are you beating on me?→ „Clannfear not stained as…“
Clannfear Oathkin
Clannfear not stained as traitors, no! Lord says, "Flesh not slain – but chasten flesh as nasty Oathkin, trespass on customs." Flesh provokes us? Feel teeth and claws. But goes quiet, leaves us? Smart flesh, yes.
Spieler
Fine. Bite me.Greift anEnde
oder
Taste my steel. And boot. And fireball. And this old piece of cloth. And this lump of wax. And some lint.Greift anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
Vengeance! Our Lord is wounded! Someone has wounded our Lord!
Spieler
Hi. It was me. I just kicked your Lord's butt into Oblivion. Come over here, and I'll kick your scaly little butt, too.Greift anEnde
oder
Oh. Oh. Betrayal! Treason! Faydra and her Hernes have treacherously cast Xivilai into Oblivion! Fall upon the traitors, and avenge the Exile of our noble Lord.→ zufällig „And you? …“ (50 %) oder „Betrayal! …“ (50 %)
Clannfear Oathkin
And you? You took no part, flesh? You LIE! And you DIE!
Spieler
You're green. You know that? Only animals and plants are green. Therefore, you are a stupid animal or a stupid plant. That's logic. Or maybe you're a bug.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Betrayal! Treason! War upon Faydra, and all her faction!
Spieler
Yeah! Get 'em! Hang him high! Bake the traitors! Make war on Faydra! Woo, woo!Schließt sich anEnde
Ohne Worte
Clannfear Oathkin
It hisses and spits, but speaks no words.
Clannfear Oathkin
It sniffs and eyes you hungrily.
Clannfear Oathkin
It peers at you, then its claws, then yawns wide, displaying its teeth.
Weitere Clannfear in Havok Wellhead
Clannfear Oathkin
How dare you, mortal? Fool, or assassin? Spy, or thief? Then here is your reward, sneak-thing – DEATH!
Spieler
Look. No offense. But I've been shucking skins off your lizard guys like my Mom used to shuck peas. Think a bit. Shouldn't you wait for help?→ zufällig „Clannfear not scared of…“ (50 %) oder „Get out! …“ (50 %)
Clannfear Oathkin
Clannfear not scared of sneaky pinkskin. Clannfear SMART. Clannfear talks and talks and talks with pinkskin. Soon -- plenty of Clannfear, Yes? You waits here? Yes?
Spieler
Yeah? Well, I'll take you on, and all your little friends, too.BeschwörtEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Get out! Now. Keep OUT! Plenty loot elsewhere -- take Herne's share, yes! Not Clannfear! Go. Now. And we spares you!
Spieler
Okay. Fine. Good idea. Plenty of goodies elsewhere. Okay. I'll cut you a break this time. Later, maybe.WartetEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
Pinkskin! Intruder! Alarms!
Spieler
Amulet. See the amulet. Pals? Allies? Monsters-in-arms? Big buddies with all toothy horrors.Merker Tayem→ zufällig „Foolish manling. …“ (50 %) oder „Silly manling! …“ (50 %)
oder
Shh! Secret! I bear Xivilai's amulet, and come with important, hush-hush message! SSSSHHHH!Merker Tayem→ zufällig „Foolish manling. …“ (50 %) oder „Silly manling! …“ (50 %)
Clannfear Oathkin
Foolish manling. Such foolish lies. Such insults! To think we would swallow such toad-droppings? You do us a great wrong.
Spieler
I apologize most sincerely for impugning your modest wit. Forgive me. I didn't even know you had ANY wit! Hah-hah-hah. I slay me.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Silly manling! Amulet means NOTHING! You TRESPASS upon the Lord's land, and show no token of his pleasure. Perhaps he will be pleased with your SKIN!
Spieler
Say. You wouldn't have a drink of water handy? 'Cause this skinning Clannfear is thirsty work.Greift anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
What? Why talk? What talk? Hates talk!
Spieler
Hey? Your Lord Xivilai grants me his protection. Why are you beating on me?→ „Clannfear not stained as…“
Clannfear Oathkin
Clannfear not stained as traitors, no! Lord says, "Flesh not slain – but chasten flesh as nasty Oathkin, trespass on customs." Flesh provokes us? Feel teeth and claws. But goes quiet, leaves us? Smart flesh, yes.
Spieler
I was just leaving. Heh-heh-heh.Greift anEnde
oder
Taste my steel. And boot. And fireball. And this old piece of cloth. And this lump of wax. And some lint.Greift anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
Vengeance! Our Lord is wounded! Someone has wounded our Lord!
Spieler
Hi. It was me. I just kicked your Lord's butt into Oblivion. Come over here, and I'll kick your scaly little butt, too.Greift anEnde
oder
Oh. Oh. Betrayal! Treason! Faydra and her Hernes have treacherously cast Xivilai into Oblivion! Fall upon the traitors, and avenge the Exile of our noble Lord.→ zufällig „And you? …“ (50 %) oder „Betrayal! …“ (50 %)
Clannfear Oathkin
And you? You took no part, flesh? You LIE! And you DIE!
Spieler
You're green. You know that? Only animals and plants are green. Therefore, you are a stupid animal or a stupid plant. That's logic. Or maybe you're a bug.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Betrayal! Treason! War upon Faydra, and all her faction!
Spieler
Yeah! Get 'em! Hang him high! Bake the traitors! Make war on Faydra! Woo, woo!Schließt sich anEnde
Ohne Worte
Clannfear Oathkin
It hisses and spits, but speaks no words.
Clannfear Oathkin
It sniffs and eyes you hungrily.
Clannfear Oathkin
It peers at you, then its claws, then yawns wide, displaying its teeth.
In der Arena
Clannfear Oathkin
Pinkskin! Stand clear. This combat for honor of Xivilai and Clannfear!
Spieler
You must have confused me with someone else. I'm no pinkskin. I'm a Living God. Fall on your knees right now and worship me, and maybe I'll spare you eons of torment in a loud, nasty black drain hole of Eternity.→ „Foolish manling. …“
Clannfear Oathkin
Foolish manling. Such foolish lies. Such insults! To think we would swallow such toad-droppings? You do us a great wrong.
Spieler
I apologize most sincerely for impugning your modest wit. Forgive me. I didn't even know you had ANY wit! Hah-hah-hah. I slay me.Greift anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
Trial of HONOR! Pinkskin intrudes on Trial of Honor. BAAAAD pinkskin!
Spieler
Hey. Look at the amulet. Ain't I a trusted and loyal retainer of Xivilai? Why don't you all stand back and let ME make short work of this Herne trash. Say. Is there a prize involved?Merker Tayem→ „Oh. …“
oder
Shh! Shh. See this amulet? I'm on a secret mission for Xivilai. I'm supposed to spy on those Hernes and find out where they're keeping all their cool stuff. So mum's the word.Merker Tayem→ „Silly manling! …“
Clannfear Oathkin
Oh. We hear whispers. You kill Egahirn with his own Spear. Neat trick. So you strip this Herne clean, yes? Big prize! Has Dagger of the Potent Heart. BIG magic. Beat Herne, get Dagger.
Spieler
Sounds great. Any rules?→ „Rules? …“
Clannfear Oathkin
Silly manling! Amulet means NOTHING! You TRESPASS upon the Lord's land, and show no token of his pleasure. Perhaps he will be pleased with your SKIN!
Spieler
Say. You wouldn't have a drink of water handy? 'Cause this skinning Clannfear is thirsty work.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Rules? Hernes? Hernes dirty cheaters. Rules no point. Just get him.
Spieler
Fine. He's soup. Here. Hold my coat.Ende
Wenn ein Gespräch zuvor mit dem Merker FearFite endete
Clannfear Oathkin
WHAAAAT, pinkskin? What now? Want we deal with you?
Spieler
Go ahead. Take me if you can.Greift anEnde
oder
Look. You said. No rules, Right?Merker WarAxe→ „But you attack CLANNFEAR! …“
oder
Hey. Look. I won fair and square. I whipped Herne butt. Right? I got the Dagger of the Potent Heart. Right? Clean fight? What's the beef?Merker Dagger→ „Yes. …“
Clannfear Oathkin
But you attack CLANNFEAR! Take War Axe! Shame! Shame!
Spieler
Ah, get over it.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Yes. Yes. We say that. Fair. Square. You GOOD! That GOOD fun. Let's get other Herne trash? You serve Xivilai? Loyal? Clannfear friend?
Spieler
Sure. Sounds great. Kick some Herne butt? I'm your -- ehr -- manling, I guess. Let's go.Schließt sich anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
Vengeance! Our Lord is wounded! Someone has wounded our Lord!
Spieler
Hi. It was me. I just kicked your Lord's butt into Oblivion. Come over here, and I'll kick your scaly little butt, too.Greift anEnde
oder
Oh. Oh. Betrayal! Treason! Faydra and her Hernes have treacherously cast Xivilai into Oblivion! Fall upon the traitors, and avenge the Exile of our noble Lord.→ zufällig „And you? …“ (50 %) oder „Betrayal! …“ (50 %)
Clannfear Oathkin
And you? You took no part, flesh? You LIE! And you DIE!
Spieler
You're green. You know that? Only animals and plants are green. Therefore, you are a stupid animal or a stupid plant. That's logic. Or maybe you're a bug.Greift anEnde
Clannfear Oathkin
Betrayal! Treason! War upon Faydra, and all her faction!
Spieler
Yeah! Get 'em! Hang him high! Bake the traitors! Make war on Faydra! Woo, woo!Schließt sich anEnde
Anderer Einstieg
Clannfear Oathkin
What? Why talk? What talk? Hates talk!
Spieler
Hey? Your Lord Xivilai grants me his protection. Why are all your Clannfear mates beating on me?→ „Clannfear not stained as…“
Clannfear Oathkin
Clannfear not stained as traitors, no! Lord says, "Flesh not slain – but chasten flesh as nasty Oathkin, trespass on customs." Flesh provokes us? Feel teeth and claws. But goes quiet, leaves us? Smart flesh, yes.
Spieler
I was just leaving. Heh-heh-heh.Greift anEnde
oder
Taste my steel. And boot. And fireball. And this old piece of cloth. And this lump of wax. And some lint.Greift anEnde
Ohne Worte
Clannfear Oathkin
It hisses and spits, but speaks no words.
Clannfear Oathkin
It sniffs and eyes you hungrily.
Clannfear Oathkin
It peers at you, then its claws, then yawns wide, displaying its teeth.