>>325170 (OP)
>Morrowind
>Cliff racers are the MOST ANNOYING HARPIES
>Divayth is the most bro bro of bros
>His corprus research and daughter-wives keep him sane beyond belief
>Vivec is marginally less sexually active
>Almalexia is still batshit crazy
>Sotha Sil became a combination lich and automaton, and gives no fucks whatsoever
>Azura loves the Nerevarine for the connection with Nerevar, but wants to see the Incarnate prove his own worth for his own sake before offering anything beyond support
>Hircine is really just interested in a good fight; anything that comes after is entirely the choice of the victor
>Dagoth Ur is…complicated
>Falling out of sync with what counts as reality, and her issues with the Red Moment fucking up what happened with Nerevar at the Red Mountain, has made her into a yandere that even would impress even a Shirohebi
>Is technically the only being aside from Azura or Vivec capable of posing a threat due to the nature of the Heart and her connection to it
<Dagoth Ur welcomes you, Nerevar, my old friend.
<Welcome, Moon-and-Star. I have prepared a place for you.
<Come to the Heart Chamber. I wait for you there, where we last met, countless ages ago.
<Come, Nerevar. Friend or traitor, come.
>Pre-fight banter commences
<Many times I have considered offering to share this place with you.
<Many times I have rehearsed speeches offering to share this place with you. 'If you dare to defy the gods, take my hand.'
<I thought we might once again be friends… comrades…
<But I have won this place and power by right of conquest. By right of daring and enterprise. I will not risk it to cunning and deceit. I offer you no deals. If you are my enemy, I cannot trust you. And even if you are not my enemy, I cannot let you leave.
<Now that you have come to me here, there can be but one result.
<It will all be decided here. I believe I will prevail.
<I believe we've said all there is to be said. Now only deeds can resolve this matter.
<You are the challenger here, after all. So to you goes the courtesy of the first blow.
>The 'fight' commences, and Ur is thoroughly self-assured…at first
<Oh. Please, Nerevar! Spare me!
<I surrender! I surrender! Hah-hah-hah-hah-hah!
<Hah-hah-hah-hah. Oh, dear me. Forgive me, but I am enjoying this.
<What a fool you are. I'm a god. How can you defeat a god? What a grand and intoxicating innocence. How could you be so naive?
>As the battle drags on, Ur begins to lose confidence
<Persistent, aren't you.
<You are a stubborn thing, Nerevar.
<Is this how you honor the Sixth House, and the tribe unmourned? Come for me openly, and not by stealth.
>Soon, though, the Incarnate begins finding Ur's weaknesses, and exploits them mercilessly
<What are you doing?
<WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
<FOOL!
<STOP!
>Finally, the Nerevarine lands the blow that decides the match, and Dagoth Ur collapses, defeated, shuddering
<This is the end. The bitter, bitter end.
>With victory, the Incarnate can decide the fate of Ur, and claims his prize from the fallen false god
>Then suddenly Azura shows up
>It's not certain what happened there, but what is certain is that she gives the Incarnate her blessing, and her own ring as a gift