All hail the toast overlords.
That emperor guy's a dickhead.
Uriel Septim VII is my man, though. Dude's got fashion sense and a penchant for the dramatic.

Okay, I'm currently in a goat costume, stuck to a Venezuelan ceiling fan being transported on a P51-Mustang's bomb carriage to a Croatian prison under charges of assault and double A battery, murder of a certain cuddly ass teddy bear, arson of exactly tree fiddy night clubs with my flamin' mix tape and jay walking.
Help me! What dafaq do I do????? ;-;

Let's get started, so to introduce myself, you can call me Izzy.