Chatter? How about a harangue?
Rejoice! Osraac, Queen of the Morning, has descended from the Uppermost Heavens so that all the people of this world may bask in her glory! She is the soft wind that dries the tears of children. She is the storm that rends the faces of those wretched fools who would live ignorant of her embrace. She is the fire that burns in the Houses of Justice, ready to sear the flesh of heathens and idolaters! The racks of the Holy Inquisition are ready to guide strays back to Her embrace, and the gleaming blades of the Paladins eager to teach those who would dare to offend Her with blasphemous utterances to false gods and unholy demons. This world is Her's by right, and we, the Chosen People of Marignon, are the vessel through which this Glory will be visited upon you all.
Luigi, High Inquisitor, Prophet of Osraac