- Location: On a table in Chief Gloorot's tent, Exile's Barrow
- Author: Chief Gloorot
- Collection: Wrothgar Writings
Why does the sky look like my echatere's fur after she's rolled in the mud?
If I were a tree, I think that would be the perfect existence. Except for the birds. I hate birds.
Tusk off or tusk you? Why choose?
If I had a think-wife, she could think my deep thoughts while I do other things.
Where does the wind come from? And where does it go? These are the things that keep me up at night.
It's always best to spin turnips before eating. They taste better when they're dizzy.
Winterborn: Threat or annoyance?
Argonians: People or luggage and outer garments that deliver themselves?
I think the radish is the perfect food, spicy and crunchy. Damn. Now I'm hungry.