Oh, thank you, kind stranger, thank you for helping Cicero and his poor, stranded mother.

Gah, bother and befuddle! Stuck here! Stuck!

My Mother, my poor Mother, unmoving. At rest. But too still! Poor Mother! Her new home seems so very far!

The farmer is at his farm, where else would he be? Loreius is his name, talk to him, convince him to help poor Cicero.

Poor Mother, she's been waiting here so long! Stupid farmer and his stupid tools, why won't he help us?!

Unfair! Unjust! Cicero has done nothing wrong! Loreius will pay for his treachery! Oh how he will pay! And you! You were no help not at all!

I will wait for Loreius! Oh yes, Mother and I will wait right here, right here until he fixes our wheel!

Oh, poor Cicero is stuck! Can't you see? I was transporting my dear sweet mother, well, not her, her corpse, she's quite dead.

We came all the way from Cyrodiil! So long we've traveled, so very long! But we had to come, it became unsafe. Too violent there..

AHH! WAGON WHEEL, DAMNEDEST WAGON WHEEL!

Dear Cicero will keep you from harm, sweet Memer. Forever and always.....

Let's kill someone!

Cicero is hungry...Need a sweetroll...or a carrot.

Cicero will be right here. Spiders could eat my face off, faithful Cicero would not move an inch!

Ho ho ho, he he he, break that lute across my knee, and if the bard should choose to fight, why then I'll set his clothes alight!

Oohhh. Cicero's heard about the Butcher. Interesting knifework. Just..stab, stab, stab, stab, stab! And then..stab, stab, stab, stab, stab!

Does it involve sneaking and stabbing? Please say yes!

Ohohoo, listener! That tickles!

Need to oil Mother soon. Get all the hard-to-reach places.

Home again, home again! I will return to Mother straight away!