I’m Commander Shepard and this is my favourite store in Cyrodil.

I should be going now.

Pro tip: Always do background checks, and every month take a look at recent item manifests. Good gods.

–Thoronir

Me, I run a small weapon show in lower Liberty City. I’ve never actually been attacked yet, but every day I just cower behind my desk, listening to the screams, explosions and sirens rage outside.

He came into my store only once. I gave him the shotgun he wanted, and… he just turned around and used it to blow away two of my other customers. I was sure it was the end, but then he just put the gun away and walked out the door.

I’ll… I’ll never know why he didn’t take me. But I know I’m only living on borrowed time.

We Vendors need to organise a union. Strike back! Shop Power!

So business is pretty slow, right, as you’d expect, and I’m just settling into a routine and getting ready to gnaw my last arm off for sustenance when, you wouldn’t believe it, some crazy Spelunker comes running in and stuns me with a giant rock before grabbing my last girl and taking to his heels! I only just managed to get a look at the guy dropping down into the cave; He had a giant red nose and a battered fedora, and he was just throwing the woman around like a toy! Using her unconscious body to squash snakes and defuse traps!

Well, don’t worry guys, I’m going to fix his little red wagon. I’ve got my shotgun out and I’m going to wait at the exit to every single floor down. Me and the other shopkeepers have banded together, we’re going to finally take this bastard down. He can’t escape all of us. Wish me luck!