Herne (Battlespire)

Herne, also known as MastemaData files for Herne models, are a subspecies of semi-intelligent Daedra with hooves, antlers, and a furry lower half with a tail in that serve as huntsmen for Hircine. Some Herne will give information, but then will become hostile after the conversation has ended. Some of them are seen serving Mehrunes Dagon.
==Dialogue==
Show: Level 5
"Hello little hare. I am a Huntsman. I hunt you in accordance with the laws of the Wild Hunt. How do you like our hunt?"
:Well, not bad, for the provinces. Not a patch on the Imperial Hunts, of course, but making allowance for the lower status and sophistication of participants here, not a completely embarrassing shambles. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll think I'll go run circles around a couple of your cute little puppies. Goodbye.
:The best ever! Gosh, am I having fun. FAR too much fun to waste time talking with shabby rabble like you. So long.
: "Why? To gain power from the rich magica currents around this isle. The Hunt is but a means to that end, and your death merely a fortunate byproduct."
:What a complete and total bore. Stop it right now. Lost its entertainment value ages ago. So just stop it. "The Wild Hunt cannot end until the sacred Spear of Bitter Mercy takes the life of the prey, and the victor Calls the Dark Seducer to View the kill. All must be done in accord with the Law. So you see we are not quite finished yet."
::By the way, why aren't YOU attacking me? "I see no reason to not tell you, since you are mere moments from death. We desire that our younger Oathkinsman Egahirn collect the kill. We left our Spears sealed away, so that we are not tempted to kill you in the excitement of the chase."
:::So, you won't kill me? "Well, we'll TRY not to kill you. It would be a waste. But you are such fragile vessels, and sometimes we get excited. When provoked. When the chase is hot."
::::Where'd you leave your Spear? "Wouldn't you like to know."
:::::Why are you doing this? "Why? To gain power from the rich magica currents around this isle. The Hunt is but a means to that end, and your death merely a fortunate byproduct."
::::::Where are the keys that allow me to escape? "Ho, ho! I will never tell you. They are hidden in strict keeping with the Law of the Wild Hunt."
:::::::Nuts. Well. It's been grand talking with you. Hope you choke. Goodbye.
:::::::Right. In strict keeping with the Law, eh? Egahirn has the sixth key tucked inside his invulnerable little trousers, and you call that 'in strict keeping with the Law'? You should be ashamed. "You amaze me, mortal. How did you find that out?"
::::::::Now how am I suppose to get a key from an invulnerable Huntsman? That's hardly sporting. "I have followed the Law of the Hunt to the letter, mortal! Else the Hunt would be over before it started."
:::::::::You may have observed the LETTER of the Law, but perverted its SPIRIT. "You amuse me, mortal. MOST gratifying. To dispute the Law with the Hare. Hah. I shall feast free forever on the charm of this tale. I thank you, Hare, and promise that you shall be immortalized in my glorious account of this Hunt. But, now I fear our chat is over, for the Hunt must continue. Run well, little Hare, and give us good sport."
::::::::::Always good to be appreciated, milord. And rest assured, Huntsman, that you'll not lack for surprises from your little Hare, though some may be very much less to your liking.
Show: Level 6
"A manling. As promised. For our sport. Very good."
:The last Herne who thought I looked like good sport is steaming in the Abyss, clown. You know Egahirn? "Yes. Yes. Egahirn is our Oathkin, Playbrother, Lapmate, and Lipfast. What of him?"
::He fancied himself a Huntsman, but he misjudged the Hare. I just poked him with the Spear of Bitter Mercy, and I think he'll be bouncing around the Cruel, Dark, and Deep for quite a while. So. Anyone else here fancy a wrestle?
:Look, but don't touch, gristle-wit. I have an important message for Faydra, and she'll give me hell if I get your fat, greasy juices all over it. So do yourself a favor, and get out of my way, or I'll have to tear a hole in you big enough to poke a barrel through. "Ah. So a message disappears. She'll never know. I just have to have me some HOT FRESH PEOPLE FLESH RIGHT NOW! WHOOPIE!"
::Would you settle for a couple of handfuls of hair? No?
==Appearances==
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==References==
ru:Херне (Battlespire)
Category:Battlespire: Daedra