Terek

You're in my home. That's right. This here place, Breezehome, it belongs to old Terek.

Oho! And what do you want, hmm?

You can't kick me out of here. You want me gone, you're gonna have to kill me.

Now I don't care about no deeds, or laws, or other nonsense like that. This house was empty, so I settled in. And now it's mine.

I'm a generous man, to those who treat me right. Might be I'll even let you live here with me, if you mind your manners.

Don't let the door slam into your backside on the way out.

Now if ya don't mind, my house could do with a bit of dusting.