Make no mistake I've encountered a number of zealots who had a similar speech that they would prattle off.

[ Emet-Selch throws his arms wide theatrically and his voice changes to a more grandiose pitch as he imitates those very "zealots" he's encountered. ] By the light of the crystal, we shall defeat this darkness before us with the blessing of light. Hydaelyn, goddess of all, we beseech you to grant us victory against evil on this day.

[ He slouches again and returns to nursing his wine. ] Blah, blah, blah. It's a wonder I pay attention.