"Aye. Nymeia's the Spinner of fate, one've The Twelve. Minds the fourth moon of our calandar but that aint good for much here...just as well, I suppose. I could do without the heavy hand've fate hangin' over me."

It's said with a tone similar to one that might be used in telling a person to Fuck Right Off.

"Sound's as though ye've heard of your fair share of 'em though."