Online:Hroltar the Boaster

:The Undaunted, Hroltar, may frown upon modern convenience, but this Reach native is quick to make himself at home in your abode. After adding Hroltar to your home, you can set him on a path, plus you and your visitors can speak with him.
Hroltar the Boaster is a Reachman houseguest that was available from the Crown Store during the 2020 Undaunted Celebration Event for  . He used to be one of the Ard's Stonehands before joining the Undaunted.
 
  
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When you speak to him, he will say one of the following:
:''"I have a taste for blackbird pie. Not that Nord abomination. A right proper Reach pie, made with whole blackbirds, beaks and all!  Wrothgar Orcs make a decent crow trifle, but it's not the same."

:"Pants are for Nords and other lesser forms of fungi. I only wear them to be polite. But after midday and about eight mugs of beer, I make no promises."

:"What are you looking at? Ain't you never seen an Undaunted Reachman before? I'm not a dancing bear, so close your gape, go piddle in the corner, and fetch me a beer!"

:"Find one of my Scrolls of Glorious Battle. They're brilliant! Didn't know a lick of magic at the time, but that didn't stop me. I beat those words into pages by sheer force of will. Imagine the outcome if I could actually read and write! "

:"I love climbing mountains, but it's dangerous business! I once scaled the highest peak in the Druadachs only to find myself staring into the eyes of a Giantess. Hey, it was dark. And there was a blizzard. Still, it was the best climb I ever made!"

:"I cant recall the last time I witnessed a good knife-fight. How do civilized folk settle their differences these days?"

:"Tried to sail to Yokuda once. A slaughterfish the size of a leviathan swallowed my boat. Nearly starved before I founds a Sea Sload stuck in its guts. Ate like a king and had enough left to fashion a raft and sail out when the great fish … belched."

:"You happen to know the way to the Clockwork City? I've had a go at two of the three Tribunal and I'll be damned if I don't get a notch in my belt for a third."

:"You've seen it all? A real Undaunted would go back and see it again. But this time blindfolded and with both arms tied behind their back!  The expression, took a licking? I invented it when I killed a troll with my tongue! What have you done lately?"

:"Folk are always going on about how great the Dwarves were. The buildings, the machines, the seemingly endless supply of mechanical spiders. Well, if they were so great, how come they're all gone? Give a Reachfolk two sticks and we live forever!"

:"What it's like to grow up in the Reach? You raise yourself in the wild, squeezing juice out of strangler vines for nourishment and wrestling bristleback piglets for a rare taste of sow meat. And that's while we're still crawling on all fours!"

:"Have you heard about the Dragon sightings? Don't know what the fuss is all about. How tough could they be if the lot of them were mostly killed off centuries ago? Reachfolk have been warring with Nords for a lot longer and we're still kicking!"

:"You're an adventurer, huh? Is that what they're calling your kind these days? It's a wonder you know how to walk and wash your own nethers, but if you say so …."

:"You look like someone stuffed a horker into a Goblin and then beat it with dead mammoth.  Rough night?"

:"I was supposed to be the head of the ard's Stonehands by now, wrestling Giants and pummeling Nords from the back of a bull mammoth. But Caddach got too comfy on his stone throne. He didn't much care for my counsel on the state of his sorry arse."

:"Being Undaunted isn't all that impressive. For the most part we're a bit soft. Fancy tents, extravagant libations. Few of us know real hardship. I mean, I've had to weave nether-garments with my own hair to keep my jibblies from freezing off!"

:"I wasn't always an Undaunted. Started out as a warrior in the Reach. Served as one of Ard Caddach's royal Stonehands, I did. But you make one little mistake and they exile you for life. Stupid reekers, the lot of them!"

:"Now, Hroltar is not one to boast about his own accomplishments, but I once fended off a dozen Nord warriors wielding axes while pleasuring two dozen Nord shield maidens.   It was a dare, so it wasn't like I could refuse. "

:"Reachfolk say: Hroltar, what are you doing in the Undaunted? Undaunted say: Hroltar, why aren't you back in the Reach? Hroltar says: dobber off and mind your own business. Hroltar is exactly where he's supposed to be.   For the most part."

:"What a night! Wandered into a cave full of wispmothers. Looked like some sort of Nord sewing circle, except for the floatings lights. Thought I was in for a battle, but they just wanted some company. Luckily, Htoltar knows how to please the ladies."

:"I could have been the ard if I hadn't let Caddach take the Markarth throne. You're probably thinking, but Hroltar, didn't you want to rule the Reach? Never! Thrones are nothing but traps for arses, and my arse refuses to be tied down !"

:"Don't let the rest of the Undaunted feed you that guar spew about how armor makes the fighter. They traipse about like little lordlings in their bewitched britches. Bah! A real warrior charges in bare as the day they were born!"

Depending of your advancement in the Undaunted guild skill tree he may also say:
:"Don't know what sorry skald-kisser thought up the Undaunted initiation, but if you can survive an assault of witless dobbers howling like durzogs in heat, you can survive anything."

:"Dungeon delvers? Why limit ourselves to just dungeons? There are more adventures out there than just what's inside ruins and barrows. Not that it matters. Few new recruits last very long. Figure you'll be dead inside a week, give or take."

:"I know. I'll recommend you as an Undaunted Trailblazer. That way, when you scurry away from a battle like a startled skeever, you can just call it scouting."


:"Milksop this, milksop that. Turuk's claws are sharp, but his head is full of soggy bread."

:"Still running Bolgrul's piddly errands? You want to make a name for yourself, it's the Pledges that will win you glory. Complete two or three hundred of those and your standing will rise so high that I'll finally let you polish my boots."

:"Look at you. Undaunted. No longer a spineless, mud crawling, dung eating wriggler. You're still a bottom-feeding maggot, but at least you've tasted a little blood. To commemorate the occasion, the next round's on me. Remind me."


:"Who's a high and mighty Undaunted now? Welcome to the elite level, milord! Shall I wash your fancy britches for you? Bah! Come back and see me when you're ready to wrestle a pit full of lurchers in nothing but bare skin as nature intended!"

:"You've seen it all? A real Undaunted would go back and see it again. But this time blindfolded and with both arms tied behind their back! The expression, took a licking? I invented it when I killed a troll with my tongue! What have you done lately?"

:"This one's on me, Undaunted. Cheers! You've made quite a reputation for yourself. Nowhere near as impressive as mine, but worthy of congratulations just the same."''
 

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Notes
He is first mentioned in the veteran versions of Dungeons like The Banished Cells I, when interacting with the scrolls that start the Hard Mode of the final dungeon Boss. He is credited with creating the spell tied to the scrolls which is said to imbue the enemy with "astonishing power".