“I fear Sheogorath may have gotten the best of us.”
Really, Shally? Really?
I don’t know how to break this to you, O Wise One, but I don’t think it’s merely arrogance that keeps driving you to make bets with the Daedric Prince of Crazy.
I think you’re nuts, is what I’m saying. I think you’re his. You like bets? I’ll bet you this shiny staff that you’ve got a cheese shrine in your bedroom. C’mon, you can tell me.
And for the record, there is no “us” here, my friend. I saw this coming from the very beginning. He only got the better of you. Again.