Nathen/Author: hello everyone thank you for joining me in this journey. I really don't like them honestly.

Azura: Child be grateful that we are here on good terms. Otherwise I would have taken offense. *smiles with a look of warning behind her eyes.

Sheogorath/Jyggalag: I would have taken offense if he wasn't scarred. Cheese anyone?/I feel that this is becoming irrelevant. *pulls a wheel of cheese*

Boethah: for once we agree.

Clavicus Vile: how about we make a deal little author? I give you protection in return you become my play thing. *barbus barks distracting him.

Hermaes Mora: maybe...... we should..... let him talk.......

Nathen/Author: why th-

Hermaes Mora: for his knowledge....... could prove useful to us....... in the future.

Nathen/Author: is he done talking?

Hircine: maybe we should just hunt him. Turn him into a werewolf.

Malacath: he is weak.

Mehrunes Dagon: toss him into the deadlands.

Mephala: he is too cute to kill. Can I keep him as a pet?

Nathen/Author: no. *Mephala pouts slightly.*

Meridia: you shall not touch him. *pulls out the ring of the Khajittis hands it to Nathen/Author*

Molag Bal: if he wishes to survive he must not be such a weak mortal. Otherwise I shall accidentally find him dead under my foot. *glares at author*

Nathen/author: oh go fuck yourself. *flips off Molag Bal.*

Sheogorath/Jyggalag: bravo! *claps for author*

Namira: if you do decide to kill him at least save some of his body for me. My followers haven't eaten a good meal in awhile. *licks her lips*

Nathen/author: ew *slightly grossed out*

Nocturnal: we shall see how favored he is in the end. *pets one of her crows.*

Peryite: If he gets to far we I can just put a plague on him and his family.

Sanguine: it does not matter for he is a sinner just like everyone else. *starts laughing heartily* Anyone wanna drink?

Vermina: we could just torment his dreams with nightmares. *stares intently at Author.*

Nathen/author: Sam, Sanguine, or  whatever, I'll take that drink. And not your special brew. I don't wanna end up in some temple of some Aedra in Markath. *gets a pint and takes a long drink* ah mead.

Sheogorath/Jyggalag: Can I get some of that Mead? *receives a pint made out of cheese* WONDERFUL!

Nathen/Author: where was I? Oh yeah this book is about the fearful Daedric princes. Next time we will be focusing on the Daedric prince who is splitting between one or the other. He loves Cheese and will drive you mad with envy and insanity if you are not careful. We will focus on the one and only Sheogorath with Guest appearance from Jyggalag. His counterpart. So on that note I'll leave you with these funny pictures.

Sheogorath/Jyggalag: how kind of you. For that I will not make you insane. Or turn you into a worker. Yet.