Online:Hiath the Battlemaster

thumb|right|Hiath in the arena

Hiath the Battlemaster is a Dark Elf follower of Boethiah and the current champion of the Dragonstar Arena.
 

Dialogue
He can be found in the Gladiator's Assembly:
:''"I'm not sure you're worthy to compete in this arena. You have a certain air of ... futility ... about you."
:What is this place?
:"I see you make a habit of walking blindly into strange and dangerous places. That must make your life very interesting. But where are my manners? Welcome to the Dragonstar Arena! Only the strongest of the strong try their hands at our games."
:How does the Arena work?
::"It works perfectly. Thanks for asking. Oh, but you want details. You talk to the Gatemaster up the hall to begin. Then you do your best to turn your enemy into a bloody mess before he does the same to you. That's my favorite part."
:How do I win?
::"Quite simply, you survive. And your opponent doesn't. Of course, if that happens, my master will take an interest and want to see more. You stand on the brink of a remarkable journey. Are you really willing to take the first step?"
::What do you mean by "journey" and "first step?"
::"Talk to the Gatekeeper. Survive, and see for yourself. Only those who prove themselves worthy can learn the secrets of the Arena."
:What happens if I'm defeated?
::"Hopefully your allies aren't as bad at the games as you and they can help you get back into the fight. If all of you fall? Well, we call that 'death.' We toss your corpses out back for the guar. Hungry little buggers, you know."
:Anyone competing that I should be aware of?
::"The Fighters Guild team does a wonderful job of not losing. Must be all the practice they get with the fighting and everything. Their champion has been holding his own so far in the competition. I expect good things from him and his team."
::Champion?
::"Each participating team has a champion. Sometimes more than one. First, you must overcome the initial waves of combat. If you make it far enough, you'll get to face the champions. And I hesitate to mention any of our other little surprises."
::Surprises?
::"Really? You have to ask? If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it? I'm done with this conversation. Talk to the Gatekeeper and enter the Arena. The sooner you get killed, the sooner I can forget all about this meaningless exchange."

Combat Commentary
Dragonstar Arena
When you first start the arena round:
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "We have new challengers! Will they survive the competition, or will blood decorate the floor of our grand Arena?"
:"Ready or not, the battle is about to begin! For those of you who bet gold on the newcomers, you have my sympathy."
:"Let loose the combatants! This is the Dragonstar Arena, and the games have begun!"
 
:"And now, a round of applause for those proud undead destroyers—the Fighters Guild! Can the newcomers stand against them? I can't wait to find out, can you?"

The Frozen Ring
After continuing to the next arena stage:
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "You dare go on? This pleases my master. Let's hope you continue to please her and she grants you the strength to survive the coming battles."
:"Prepare your weapons. Ready your spells. Oh, and you may want to put on something warm. It's about to get cold in here."
:"Do try not to soil anything during this battle."
 
:"To advance, you must defeat the champions of this arena—Nords from the coldest region of  ! They love the thrill of battle, the conquest of their enemies, and the taste of mead! But not necessarily in that order."

If you start freezing:
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "Some people would try to find a little heat when the weather turns so chilly. But perhaps freezing to death is part of a strategy I'm just not familiar with."

When the trolls start appearing during the round:
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "The trolls! Always forget about the trolls. How the Nords hooked up with those ferocious creatures is beyond me, but their  always good for a few bites!"

The Grove
:Boethiah: "Prove your worth. Continue to impress me. Then, perhaps, I shall allow you to silence that fool of a champion who loves the sound of his own voice—permanently!"
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "I'd be insulted, but I do love the sound of my own voice. Before you can face me, however, more arenas await you. These tiny Wood Elves, for example. They formed the nicest partnership with … what are those things called? Ah, yes. Werewolves!"''

When you've defeated all the enemies:
:''"I don't understand. How can you keep on winning? Why don't you just die? I—argh! Just step through the damn portal!"

The Steamworks
Beginning of Round 8: The Steamworks:
:Boethiah: "Your strength knows no bounds. Rarely have I seen a group that works so well together. The last time must have been, oh, those poor Mages Guild members I found in the Dwemer ruins years ago."
:Boethiah: "How sad that they would fall to the traps the Dwemer left behind. Now they are merely thralls who fight alongside the machinations that they once researched."
:Boethiah: "Let my old toys face off against what may be my newest champions. Show me your true strength!"
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "There's no way this group will get past your defenders, master. But please, let them try. I love a good slaughter!"
:Boethiah: "Hiath, these champions appear to be up for the challenge of facing you. Maybe your time has finally come to an end. But there is still another arena to survive before you go up against my champion."
Winning:
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "You must think you're really something. Arena after arena, you emerge victorious. But you are nothing. Nothing but lowly insects waiting to be stepped on."

Crypts of the Lost
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "I selected the next combatants personally. Even in death, they crave the blood of their enemies. I confess, at this point I almost hope you win—so I can have the pleasure of tearing you limb from limb!"
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "I'll even give you a hint. There's more to this arena than what you see before you. You would do well to remember that."
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "Now, see if you can survive this, little insects! Hahaha!"''

The Champion's Arena
:Boethiah: "You have done it. You have proven your worth and earned this precious gift. The chance to enter my final arena and face my finest champion."
:Boethiah: "You know Hiath, so his presence here should come as no surprise. Defeat him and become my new chosen. Lose, and you will be lost and forgotten in the depths of my realm."
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "Oh, this is going to be so much fun."
:Hiath the Battlemaster: ''"I've been waiting for this moment. You think you're good? You'll never be as good as me. Come now. Don't hold back! It's no fun if you don't try."

Summoning in more opponents during the fight:
:"Let's even the odds a little, shall we?"
:"That's it! Make me fight for it! You haven't even begun to see what I'm capable of."
:"You will not defeat me! No one has ever defeated me!"

When defeated:
:Hiath the Battlemaster: "You beat me? How could this happen?"
:Boethiah: "And so that which could not be broken finally shatters. You shall be my newest champions, for you have earned that right."

Group Defeat
He will make various mocking comments if the players die:
"Amazing. You truly have achieved new heights of mediocrity."
"Well, that was unfortunate. Let's try this again...and do remember that people are watching."
"I hope you're not sticking around for the consolation prizes. No matter what you've heard—there aren't any!"
"You stumbled into here by accident, didn't you? I see no other possible explanation for your disastrous performance."
"You should replace that so-called warrior you have there. With allies like that, you can't afford to have any enemies!"''