Beyond Skyrim: Iliac Bay

I can't think with your incessant jabbering.

A body? Well, I suppose I haven't practiced necromancy in some time...

Of course, this should give your rod a bit more bite.

Been a while since a good melee!

Haven't spent much time at sea, have you? It's got a way of pulling people in, pulling them toward points like this.

[singing drunkenly] Rollin' away... from old Stros M'Kai. If you had a face, well I'd spit in your eye.

[Yoku: foreigner] Nudri cannot learn anything. You are just trying to trick me into telling you secrets but I already know about nudri.

[Yoku: priest of tava] I am Ansei do-Tava. I was chosen to take over the temple, and when I do I will be the most important person in Eko Hirna!

[Yoku: Mom] [emphasis: is] Because she is my m'aha. She took me in and acts like a real m'aha to me, so why shouldn't I call her that?

[Yoku: expressing surprise; mother] Athuk! Just look at these decorations of ma Morwha! How old could this be?

[Yoku: yes] Ai, we’ve had our share of... experience with foreigners. Does that mean we need to shut off from the rest of the world?

There are some old Yoku ruins on the island. I don't go into those places myself. It's not that I'm superstitious, I'm just not very brave.

[Yoku: Hello][warmly, using "child" as a term of endearment] Manga, child. My name is Eshenkah. Used to carry water, now I just carry the village.

Few would choose such an isolated place if they were not born there. My family has lived in Chora for generations, of course.

[Yoku: foreigner] Yes! He's a lovely man. Might not smile at every nudri the first time he meets them, but get to know him and you'll see his softer side.

[Yoku: Need something fixed?] Ne-zhang-ga Na? Need something fixed?

[Yoku: downward spiral] Ajcea... We both did, for some time. But I learned this craft for me, where Shabeh learned it for his father.

[Yoku: Always] Lonhe, always. The Abecean is calm for now, but the storms that come through tear boards right off the docks. Like a Canah bird pruning its nest.

It is a place known as HoonDing’s Veil. Rituals were once performed there to ward off the restless spirits of Tu'whacca's lost. But no longer.

[Yoku: Priest/Noble/Teacher of Onsi] In our native tongue, I am Ansei do-Onsi. The title does not change for a man or woman, nor do its duties.

HoonDing is the god of make-way, the point of the spear. He is at times a vassal or advisor to Onsi.

[Yoku: "magic mother"] Hi-m'aha says many things. Healing, saying, cooking, seeing. The keeping of the soul. The keeping of the body.

[Yoku: Boat of Souls] I keep the dead. They wait here, made ready, kept safe, and wait. For Bola-do-bateki. A Boat of Souls.

[Yoku: We see, light, Hero of Herne, of luck and spirit, the way of desert wind] Koomu tengai. We see in you. The kol in you, which guides. M'kelei do-Hirn. Do hine cha let. Help us move forward. Or sideways. Shen she ru ranatah.

[Authoritative, talking down] Ah, you look like someone of reason. A fugitive of the Empire has been hiding out on this island. I expect he'll be returned to us. Quickly.

Ah, so the years of boozing finally caught up with that sour sod. Can’t say I’m glad to hear it, but I can’t say I’m surprised either.

[singing drunkenly] Rollin' away... from old Stros M'Kai. If you had a face, well I'd spit in your eye.

Can't say I'm surprised. Thank you all the same, for your efforts. If you're still willing to help, I think the only thing left is to find a ship.

Itei? I've never heard the term before. But you seem to know what you're talking about, so thank you. No one else has even spoken to me.

Anyone checked you for a pulse lately?

You must have some sort of gift! I honestly wasn't sure one person would do the job like this. But I'm happy to be proven wrong.

Well, truth be told I've run afoul of some bad folks. You've heard of Red Bonnie Reed? Captain of the Star Fangs, tough as they come.

This hat belonged to Captain Split-Eye. The only thing I have left of my old crew. He'd be happy to see someone like you wearing it. And so would I.

[Yoku: Dad] Daa says real warriors use swords not daggers, but I don't see why you can't have both.

Ruptga's Rest is nice too, if you want to drink nasty stuff. But I don't have time for any of that. I'm too busy training to be a warrior!

[Yoku: Mother (informal)] (sigh) It gets exhausting, spending so much time around girls. I can't wait to move in with Khamaz, once he and maa marry. Combat Lines:

[Yoku: Downward spiral (expletive)] Ajcea, his presence is a powderkeg, ready to set this village ablaze. The wounds it opens up are too deep, and the history too bloody.

[Yoku: Crown of the Nine Winds, ring/signet, sword saints] Utithsaba do-ranatangoi. Like the imsene, it is a symbol of status and permission. It was fashioned by hel ansei on the journey from Yokuda.

[Yoku: downward spiral (expletive), good luck] As ever, Crown and Forebear are at each other's throats. Now, some are trying to make something outside of that ajcea. Go hine, good luck to them.

[Yoku: priest/holy leader] A humble house to the gods of Old Yokuda. Tava, to be specific. And I am its Ansei, or priest, Masaakal. Perhaps one of the last of my kind.

[Yoku: redguard] The fall of my ancestors' faith and traditions do not disturb me. If the raga elsewhere have no use for them, I will not mourn them.

[Yoku: Foreigner, soul of light][Conflicted yet sincere] I am trying though. Each day I understand her a little more, see what kind of child she is. The girl is batek do kol, a bright soul.

[jokingly self-deprecating] No, no. Arai is a title granted to naval captains of the old Totambu. It's since become a badge donned by worn-out old sailors like me.

[Yoku: redguard] This is a true raga sword. It cuts through bone as though it were air, as Onsi taught us.

[Yoku: redguard] Raga swords are made according to the sacred ratios and measurements passed down to us from ancestor to ancestor, smith to smith.