Ralof: Let's see where this goes. No going back that way, now. We'd better push on. The rest of them will have to find another way out. Follow me. Follow me. That doesn't go anywhere. Guess we'd better try this way.
I hate those damn things. Too many eyes, you know? Hold up. There's a bear just ahead. See her? I'd rather not tangle with her right now. Let's try to sneak by. Just take it nice and slow and watch where you step. Or if you're feeling lucky, you can take this bow, might take her by surprise. Go ahead. I'll follow your lead and watch your back. Sneaking is overrated, eh?
That looks like the way out. I knew we'd make it.
Wait. There he goes. Looks like he's gone for good this time. No way to know if anyone else made it out alive, but this place is going to be swarming with Imperials soon enough. We better clear out of here. My sister Gerdur runs the mill in Riverwood, just up the road. I'm sure she'd help you out. It's probably best if we split up. Good luck. I wouldn't have made it without your help today.
You know, you should go to Windhelm and join the fight to free Skyrim. You've seen the true face of the Empire here today. If anyone will know what the coming of the dragon means, it's Ulfric.
See that ruin up there? Bleak Falls Barrow. I never understood how my sister could stand living in the shadow of that place. I guess you get used to it.
These are the Guardian Stones, three of the 13 ancient standing stones that dot Skyrim's landscape. Go ahead, see for yourself. Thief, eh? It's never too late to take charge of your own fate, you know.
I'm glad you decided to come with me. We're almost to Riverwood.
Looks like nobody here knows what happened yet. Come on. Gerdur's probably working in her lumber mill.
Hilde: A dragon, I saw a dragon.
Sven: What? What's it now, Mother?