I imagine the scene thus:
Nerevarine (very scared): Holy crap, holy crap, there's Almalexia walking down the corridor!
Azura (mildly annoyed): What corridor?
Nerevarine: O-our corridor! She's coming for us!
Azura (reassuringly): Don't worry, my little Nerevarine, I shall solve this matter.
Azura leaves, sounds of a can of wup *** opening are heard. Player!Almalexia enters.
Player!Almalexia: Well, well, look who is here. The old buddy Nerevarine. I guess we haven't finished our last conversation. The one about you becoming a martyr.
Nerevarine: Y-yes... I mean, no, we haven't...
Player!Almalexia: Now listen. My old offer is retracted. You will not become a hero, post-mortem or not. You never were a hero, and never will be. You are the little f*ck who helped Azura engineer the devastation of my land and my own death. So I'll splash you on that wall like a piece of netch sh*t you are before I go on to reclaim what's mine and rebuild Resdayn after the Red Year... The year you caused, fetcher. Now let's dance once again and for the last time... Nerevar. Azura is not here to help you, she won't be here for a long, long time. I guess I've just surpassed ol' Vehk with his trial shenanigans. Now, enough talk. Let the carnage begin!
(Hopesfire drawn)
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