User:RenzXVII

Greetings!
I am RenzXVI but you can call me RenzXVI. I am called Renz Sixteen (XVI) because I have 16 voices in my head all giving me advice on how to live my life in the sanest way possible. :D

Quotes.
"I'm a mad god. The Mad God, actually. It's a family title. Gets passed down from me to myself every few thousand years."

"I am a part of you, little mortal. I am a shadow of your subconscious, a blemish on your fragile little psyche. You know me. You just don't know it"

"Now you. You can call me Ann Marie. But only if you're partial to being flayed alive and having an angry immortal skip rope with your entrails. If not... Then call me Sheogorath, Daedric Prince of Madness. Charmed."

"Ooh, ooh, what kind of message? A song? A summons? Wait, I know! A death threat written on the back of an Argonian concubine? Those are my favorite."

"'You know, you remind me of myself at a young age. All I cared about was riding narwhales (sic) and sleeping in honeycombs and drinking babies' tears. Word of advice, if you ever ride a narwhale, mind the pointy end."

"Now surely even you know about Pelagius' decree? On his deathbed - oh, and this was inspired - he forbade... death! That's right! Death! Outlawed!"

"Why do I need a reason for everything? Mortals, mortals, mortals! Always needing a reason to do things. For example: people think light chases away the shadows! I prefer to think that without a few lights, there'd be no shadows to enjoy."

"'Do you mind? I'm busy doing the fishstick. It's a very delicate state of mind!"

"'I'm so happy I could just tear out your intestines and strangle you with them!"

"... and OUT comes the intestines! And I skip rope with them!"

"'Hmmmm... "Fixed" is such a subjective term. I think "treated" is far more appropriate, don't you? Like one does to a rash, or an arrow in the face."

"'Time to go I guess, let me check everything. Clothes? Check. Beard? Check! Luggage? Now where did I leave my luggage?"

"And as for you, my little mortal minion... Feel free to keep the Wabbajack. As a symbol of my... Oh, just take the damn thing."

Game Info
Plays as a stealthy Khajiit archer / mage with 2 dead thralls Orchendor and Sild the Warlock.

Befriended the Rieklings. chose to serve Hermaeus Mora and defeated Miraak the first dragonborn.

Freed Serana, became a Vampire Lord and Joined the Volkihar Clan to fight the Dawnguard vampire hunters.

Has hired Annekke Crag-Jumper as a Steward, married Sylgja and have adopted Lucia and Alesan.

Vallendusk
My Khajiit named Vallendusk was a devoted worshipper of The Skooma Cat. She used skooma 24/7 since she was a small kitten and have never been sober since. One day during a Skooma Cat festival, Vallendusk was partying with her friend high on skooma when she passed out... When Vallendusk woke up she was tied up and was on a carriage headed to Helgen about to be beheaded. Vallendusk, being tied up and held captive without any skooma available became sober for the first time in decades with the most epic hangover to ever be experienced by a mortal. She had no memory at all of her entire life and had no clue on why she was arrested and about to be executed. Luckily a dragon attacked and she managed to escape and that marked the start of her quest to retrace her steps and find her long lost memories. In the midst of her adventures she met Sheogorath inside the mind of Pelagius the 3rd and discovered her true Identity... Sheogorath had revealed that Vallendusk was a Thane of all Holds, Harbinger of the Companions, Archmage of the College of Winterhold, Guild Master of the Thieves Guild, the legendary Dragonborn etc. etc. Vallendusk was INSANE and now she had found her true friend Pelagius and her one true God, Sheogorath the Skooma Cat... Now Vallendusk is currently on the rampage to kill all dragons with the belief that she can "puff the magic dragon"...