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Skyrim Walkthrough Part 43 - Season Unending

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Guard 1: Disrespect the law, and you disrespect me.

Jarl Balgruuf the Greater: May the gods watch over your battles, friend. I must have misheard you. I thought you asked me to help you trap a dragon in my palace? I'm sorry, but I can't do it. We'll just have to keep fighting the dragons as best we can. What you are asking for is insane, impossible! You want me to let a dragon into the heart of my city, with the threat of war on my doorstep? There must be another way! The risk is too great. Alduin? The World-Eater himself? But how can we fight him? Doesn't his return mean it's the end times?

I don't know about such things, but I heard the Greybeards summon you. That's good enough for me. Now what's this nonsense about trapping a dragon in my palace? I want to help you, Dragonborn, and I will. But I need your help first. Ulfric and General Tullius are both just waiting for me to make a wrong move. Do you think they will sit idle while a dragon is slaughtering my men and burning my city? No, I can't risk weakening the city while we are under the threat of enemy attack, I'm sorry. Then I would be glad to help you with your mad dragon-trapping scheme. But getting both sides to agree to a truce will be difficult at this point. The bitterness has gone too deep. Maybe. What of the Greybeards? They are respected by all Nords. High Hrothgar is neutral territory. If the Greybeards were willing to host a peace council, then maybe Ulfric and Tullius would have to listen. Aye, Dragonborn. Maybe you can stop the dragons and this war into the bargain.

Now if you don't mind, I've got a city to keep.

Boy: You need to leave.

Arngeir: Alduin, we heard the Dragonrend shout from here. You defeated him? I feared as much. I thought it was him we saw flying east after your battle. We are not warriors. What is overlooked in the Dragonborn is not permitted to any other followers of the Way of the Voice. You misunderstand our authority. The Greybeards have never involved themselves in political affairs.

I see. The dragon will lead you to Alduin, but without the Jarl's help. Paarthurnax has made the decision to help you. This is the road we have to walk. Even the Greybeards must bend to the winds of change, it seems. So be it. Tell Ulfric and General Tullius that the Greybeards wish to speak to them. We will see if they still remember us. Wind guide you.

Brunwulf Free-Winter: There's no glory in war.

Guard 2: It's no secret the Aretino . . .

Man 1: Bulgruff wont give us a straight answer.

Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: He's a true Nord. He'll come around. Only the foolish or the courageous approach a Jarl without summons. Do I know you? Ah, yes. Destined for the chopping-block, if I'm not mistaken.

Ralof's alive? I hope that's true. He's a damn good man. But he hasn't returned yet, so I need to wait for his account. For now, speak with Galmar. I'm always looking for able fighters. Not every one can say they've made it out of Helgen. Seems we're all branded villains these days. . . So long as your criminal past stays in the past, and you fight for me with honor and integrity, we'll welcome you into our ranks. And what would you have me do? Speak with Galmar,He'll size you up and see where we can best use your talents.

It's about time they turned their gaze from the heavens back to our bleeding homeland. What do they want? I have the greatest respect for the Greybeards, of course. And the dragon attacks are a growing plague, but the political situation is still delicate. Not all the Jarls are fully committed to supporting me as High King. I can't afford to appear weak. I can't agree to this unless Tullius himself will be there.

Alduin? The World-Eater of song and legend? If that's true, well, it changes the situation, doesn't it? Even Tullius may be forced to talk sense in the face of such a threat. Yes, I'll give Tullius one more chance to quit Skyrim with his tail between his legs.

Man 2: If he's not with us, he's against us.

Jarl Ulfric Stormcloak: He knows that. They all know that.

Sorex: I'm not interested, Jaree . . .

Jaree: You might want to rethink that . . .

Guard 3: No lollygagging.

General Tullius: I remember you. You were at Helgen. Speak to Legate Rikke. I suspect we could use someone like you. I see. Then there's nothing further to discuss. If you change your mind, speak with the Legate.

The Greybeards? What do those old hermits want with me? Why? There's nothing to discuss as long as that traitor Ulfric is in arms against his rightful Emperor. They are getting to be a problem, but I wasn't sent to Skyrim to fight dragons. My job is to quell this rebellion, and I intend to do just that, dragons or no dragons.

I'll be the judge of that. Besides by all reports the Stormcloaks are suffering just as much as we are from these dragon attacks. Has he? I suppose he doesn't want to miss a chance to bluster about the Empire's many crimes. He's probably hoping I'll refuse so he can blame the Empire for being unreasonable. I think I'll have to disappoint him yet again. Yes, yes fine. I'll come to the Greybeard counsel. For all the good it will do.

Legate Rikke: I'm telling you, Ulfric's planning an attack on Whiterun.

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