Begrüßungstext:
Last night and the night before
A howling whispers at my door.
Keep the fire down and low
ready your sword, blade and bow.
I can hear them in this night
And the silver moon shines bright..

On this storytellers night.
Hearing stories, from the great divide.
Long lost legends, long time gone.
Told through ages like this song.
Whispring through the mists of night.
While the silver moon shines bright..

Don't go out into the cold
Stay here and listen to what has been told.
In those days, so long long time ago
Bout this world of sorrow, crime and snow.
You could hear them every night
When the silver moon shines bright..

Lieblingszitat:
"Es sind Momente wie diese, wo ich aus dem offenen Fenster schaue und aus weiter Ferne ein Geräusch zu vernehmen glaube...Es ist Malte...und er lacht."

Freitext:
What happened to you gamers?
It seems somewhere along the way
You turned from doing good
And so now evil's holding sway

Rhythm games and fitness games
And even cooking sims!
What else are we to do?
Fight the fight in old Skyrim!

Skyrim??

Beyond the frozen tundra
Lies the homeland of the Nords
Where radiant stories bloom
and you can dual wield magic and swords

Use perks just like in Fallout
Defend the family that you've reared
Kill dragons just by shouting
You can even have a beard

The game of life's a drag
It's filled with homework, filled with books
My job is lame and girls make fun
Of my less than stellar looks

Damn it boy why do you heed
To such shallow, mortal whims?
There's a battle that needs your steel my son
In the land of old Skyrim!