Have you heard of a being who goes by the name of Q?

Anonymous
He is an inventor of some sort, is he not?
GAAH! Haskill! Where were you? You missed the Greymarch.
Visiting Meridia, my lord. You gave me those little skull shaped cakes to deliver to her. She told me to relay to you that she did not appreciate the humour, though once she scraped the black icing off of them, she enjoyed them quite well.
Assumption: Thanks to your job of being a chamberlain to the Daedric Prince of Madness, you know everything there is to know about psychological disorders. Someone names it, you know an absolute shedload about it.

Anonymous
Alas, that is quite true. The rantings I’ve heard, the things I’ve witnessed… I can diagnose anything.
Usually, however, the diagnosis is simply Sheogorath.
Have you heard of the God of Chaos, Discord by any chance? I reckon he and Lord Sheogorath would along swimmingly.

Anonymous
HUSH, MORTAL. I have been doing my UTMOST to keep these two away from each other. Do not ruin things for me!
*Repeatably summons Haskill for 10 minutes giving him no time to talk.*
………….
Are you quite finished?
Yay! You're back! I was scared you had gotten eaten by The Gatekeeper or something!

Anonymous
Oh, the Gatekeeper will not eat me; he enjoys my tea too much for that sort of nonsense.
So you're like this butler to an insane god? Geez, and I thought being a mercenary was tough sometimes.
Your empathy means much. Sometimes I’d rather take up my sword and fight Dremora, however poor a swing I may be.
Remind me to never piss you off, lest I end up as an hourglass...

Anonymous
I shall, should you ever come to agitate me.
Hello Mr. Haskill, I must say you have a great taste in fashion

Anonymous
Thank you, though I didn’t pick it out. It was given to me by Lord Sheogorath.
*opens console, and creates 16 Haskills*

Anonymous
Sixteen of me MAY be able to contend with the barrage of squabbles that break out across the Shivering Isles. You might be on to something, Greyface.