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Some kind of resonance... you and the wall. It must be connected to the amulet!

Twilight watch over you, guardian.

For thirty years, I served the Legion as a commander. Fought in the Great War.

Look. If you're trying to get to know me - don't. I don't like you, and I never will. It's nothing personal. But...

Master! You've taken me back! Does this mean we're going home? Oh, happy times! I can't wait to...

She trusts you, at least to some extent. She sent you after us, and has no reason to think that you'd do anything other than that.

If you're planning violence against me or mine, you'll regret it.

Normally, a period of servitude.

Delvin, Vex... watch the Flagon. If you see Mercer, come tell me right away.

I think our flutist here has gotten better since the Burning of King Olaf.

Find Savos, and get him back here if you can!

We will now see how you learn a completely new Shout.

Who were you fighting against?

I'm watching you.

Here is the spell you need. Go to the top of the Hall of Attainment; I have prepared a place for you there.

I generally don't involve myself in politics. Good tales deal with the issues of the day, but a wise bard remains a neutral observer.

The Empire will pay appropriate compensation for the massacre at Heartwood Mill.

Get moving, now. I'll be fine.

So, you're the one who barged into my home and laid waste to my projects.

Paarthurnax? That name is familiar... the legendary leader of the Greybeards?

They're the meanest, toughest sons of bitches Skyrim has to offer. And they want this.

It's a religious thing.

But there must be more to it than that. Did something... strange... happen when the dragon died?

What? What did I do this time? I was just standing here!

No matter what, the College will endure.

Okay, okay. Just trying make this place a little less... boring.

None. It's been long enough that honestly, I don't expect to hear from them.

Grrah!

Are you awake?

Forsworn had taken over Markarth, and Ulfric and his men drove them out. Empire promised they'd be free to worship Talos afterwards.

Got any work?

You want to stay here, fine. But the rest of us aren't giving up now.

If you need weapons or armor, see Alvor, the blacksmith.

I hope you've readied yourself.

That she did. Very good. I'll tell Brynjolf.

Oh, like the sleepy rebel supporters in this town are going to tell anyone.

This could be even more dangerous than I thought. Head to the ships. We'll plan the assault on the way.

Yes. According to Giraud, our histories keeper, the portion of the Edda dealing with King Olaf might still exist in the Dead Man's Respite.

Oh my, a guest!

Without you this would have been a disaster. I should have paid more heed to Varnius' warnings. I won't make that mistake again.

I should be the one thanking you. You've solved more problems in the short time you've been here then anyone in my court has their entire careers.

Who sent you? Was it the College? The Jarl? We agreed there would be no more questions.

Brynjolf finally got some dirt on the mark and the evidence to back it up. Think you can give him a hand?

Personally, I've always found Argonians to be incredibly unpredictable opponents. Especially near water.

Maybe you'd like to try the horker? Or some beef?

And what did you say to that?

What's new with the Cruel-Seas, Suvaris? Have they given you one of those helmets with the horns on them yet?

Hmph. I wouldn't worry too much about this Virane giving you the information you need. Give him a good scare, and he'll squawk like a Hagraven.

Now get going before Sabjorn grows a brain and hires someone else to do the dirty work.

Sometimes I think we deserve these miserable lives of ours.

Thanks again for delivering those supplies to the Greybeards.

Dawnstar is the last port of call before Solitude. Damn rebels aren't taking it.

You mean Roggvir. Yes. I made an appeal to Captain Aldis. He allowed Roggvir to have a proper Nord burial, as is the custom in Solitude.

But until that dragon's dealt with, Ulfric's just going to have to wait.

You idiot. Do you even know who I am? The most recognized scholar on the Dwemer in all of Tamriel, and you people keep bothering me!

They'll no doubt strike whenever and wherever they can.

My mother sees things. She doesn't know why, but she does. Only sometimes, she doesn't see me at all.

Wuunferth? Bah. It's purely ceremonial, and he has no use for it.

In truth, I'm no more a little girl than you are. I was once, of course. Three hundred years ago. Vampirism tends to keep one remarkably... fresh.

You may be used to the Empire bowing to your every whim, but I'm afraid you'll find the Thalmor receive no such treatment here.

Retrieve that shield at all costs.

When Elgrim said we were setting up shop down here, I told him he would catch his death.

I left for a few days in Riften. When I came back Bashnag accused me of trying to sell him out to the Thalmor. I was cursed and chased off.

This store would finally be on its feet if I hadn't lost my last shipment to Forsworn attacks. A specially-made Dibella statuette.

Yeah. Someone ticked off Maven and she wants to teach them a lesson... our way. You in?

It's good that Sorli has finally been given some real authority.

They're taking it by wagon to Solitude. If you hurry, you'll catch them before they get far.

Well... there is guy like that. He's paid good money for nobody to know he's down here, but I guess I can tell you.

No, no, no. I need this job! This is the last place in town to have work.

Exactly. With Sabjorn in prison, his meadery will be forced to close.

Ralof seems to like you. That's good enough for me.

This place has seen better days, but it's not my fault.

Maybe we can swap stories about our adventures over a mug of ale at the inn!

You represent Mara now. Set an example for all.

My only regret is that she doesn't host them more often.

I've got a little work if you're interested, traveler.

Hroggar's house? It burned down not too long ago.

Shouldn't the ceremony be completed first?

Cough Cough

I'll take your challenge, but if I win I get to start a new life as an adventurer, and with no objections from you.

Why would you even listen to him?

I think the man you want to talk to is Nelacar. He was exiled a few years ago, bad research. Still hangs around the Frozen Hearth.

I can help with purchases, but if you came to talk, see my sister. She's the one who gets on with people. It's her one virtue, really.

I surrender... I surrender...

(Crying)

Thank you. Let me show you some tricks around the forge.

To the Inn for a drink, of course! Where else could I even go in this gods-forsaken town?

You here for my next interrogation? I got nothing but time...

But what you seek does not come easily, and can destroy those without a strong will.

I can ask no more. Thank you, my lord!

Ahem. Mi mi mi mi. Pardon me. Just, um, warming up. Never know when I may be called upon for a ballad.

Bandits are desperate men. They have nothing to lose, and they fight like it.

I... you're right of course. It can be hard to hear the winds of Kynareth when all you hear are the rabble in the temple.

Do you believe all this talk of dragons? Can the ancient ones truly have returned?

Fine. I'll send the Unblooded here with you.

You come up to me, fists raised? You looking for a beating?

I've never seen anything quite like that.

Another day, another opportunity to learn!

I guess I shouldn't boast so much... it gets expensive!

Oh, but the Dwemer had more than even Septimus expected.