[INTRO — SILT STRIDER, WIND AND CREAKS] [DEVIL — LOW GRAVELLY SPOKEN] Okay, so Vivec was a giant fucking maze. Caius got his three reports. Now he wants me to find... Hassour Zainsubani? [CAIUS — OLDER MALE NPC] Ald'ruhn. Ald Skar Inn. He's an Ashlander trader. Bring him a thoughtful gift. Here's one hundred drakes. [DEVIL] A present? The secret Blades got me shopping? Heh... whatever. Let's ride. [BEAT DROPS — DUSTY 90s HORRORCORE] [VERSE 1 — LAID-BACK GRAVELLY RAP] Climb on a giant bug, headed north again, Got a hundred in my pocket and an errand from a friend. Step off in Ald'ruhn, ash blowing in my face, Whole damn town looks like a desert with a marketplace. See a giant crab shell towering above the street, Man, what the fuck died here? Look at the size of that beast! Ald Skar Inn, alright, guess we're going in. Ask about Hassour, they say downstairs below. Found him in the back, looking calm as can be, I said, "Hey, old man, got some answers for me?" [HASSOUR — QUIET MALE NPC] A stranger asks a favor. Where is your courtesy? Among my people, a thoughtful gift shows respect. [DEVIL — SPOKEN] So you're charging admission to a CONVERSATION?! [HOOK — HARD RAPPED CHANT] EVERYBODY WANTS A FAVOR! EVERYBODY WANTS GOLD! Every time I meet somebody, got another story told! ASH IN MY EYES! DUST IN MY THROAT! I'm a devil doing errands with a hundred in my coat! WHAT'S THE NAME? SAY IT AGAIN! Zainsubani got me running all around this fucking inn! [VERSE 2 — BOUNCY SARCASTIC FLOW] Tried a little smooth talk, conversation went south, Man shut the whole thing down before I opened my mouth. Asked the innkeeper what kind of gift he'd want, Said he's got a thing for poems—now she's smiling like a taunt. Poems? POEMS?! You've gotta be joking! I'm a tattooed-ass devil, not a poet out here strolling! Head to the bookstore, looking through the shelves, "Ashland Hymns"—yeah, that ought to do, Bought a little book, got my change, walked through. Back down the steps with a gift in my fist, If he won't talk this time, I'm gonna be pissed! [DEVIL — SPOKEN, BEAT CUTS] Here you go, Shakespeare. Your fucking poetry. [HASSOUR — PLEASED MALE NPC] A thoughtful choice. Now, what did you wish to know? [DEVIL] NOW we're talking! [VERSE 3 — DARKER RAP] He tells me about the tribes living out on the land, Old prophecies, wise women, things I don't understand. Urshilaku take the Nerevarine tale serious, The other tribes doubt it, man, this shit getting mysterious. I came to buy a present, now the plot's getting weird. Hassour writes notes, puts the papers in my hand, Says his son Hannat's out somewhere in dangerous land. I'm like, "Damn, hope he's good, but I gotta get back!" Outside an ash storm got the whole sky brown, Can't see ten damn feet, how do folks live in this town?! [HOOK — BASS LOUDER, GANG RAP] EVERYBODY WANTS A FAVOR! EVERYBODY WANTS GOLD! Every time I meet somebody, got another story told! ASH IN MY EYES! DUST IN MY THROAT! I'm a devil doing errands with a hundred in my coat! GOT THE NOTES! GOT THE FACTS! Better tell old Caius he can finally kiss my ass! [VERSE 4 — DEEP, SLOW, SINISTER] Back to Balmora, Caius waiting in his room, Slap the pages on the table, say, "There, you're welcome." Then he pulls out my package from the day I arrived, The one I brought from prison just to keep my ass alive. Says the Emperor sent me for a reason, not by chance, Something in a prophecy, some ancient circumstance. Says I fit the signs they been looking for, And I might be the Nerevarine they're searching for. [BEAT STOPS] [DEVIL — SPOKEN] Wait. Wait. WAIT. You're telling me... The Emperor let me out of prison because I might be some ancient reincarnated hero? [CAIUS — CALM MALE NPC] That's what we're trying to find out. Your next mission is the Urshilaku Ashlanders. Find Sul-Matuul. [DEVIL — STUNNED] Sul-Ma-WHO?! [FINAL HOOK — AGGRESSIVE RAP] EVERYBODY WANTS A FAVOR! EVERYBODY WANTS GOLD! Now they say the Devil's part of some prophecy of old! FROM THE BOAT TO THE TOMB, FROM VIVEC TO THE ASH, Every time I solve a problem, there's another on my ass! NEREVARINE?! WHAT'S THAT MEAN?! I'm just trying to play this game, not become a fucking king! [OUTRO — BEAT FADES, WIND HOWLS] [DEVIL — LOW SPOKEN] First a puzzle box. Then a skull. Then a city full of informants. Now I had to buy a grown man poetry. [PAUSE] And I'm supposed to be a legendary hero? Heh... heh... heh. Fuck it. Where's this camp at? [DISTANT CLIFF RACER SCREECH] Oh, NOT YOU AGAIN! [BEAT CUTS]
