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Headsman: moves to swing axe

Alduin: lands, roars

Hadvar: What in Oblivion is that!?!

Female Captain: Sentries, what do you see?

Imperial Soldier: It’s in the clouds...!

Townsfolk: Dragon!!

Alduin: roar

Tullius: Guards! Get the townsfolk to safety!

Ralof: Grabs Dragonborn come on! The guards won’t give us another chance! This way!

Pulls Dragonborn towards a towerfinds dagger and unbinds his own handsunbinds Dragonborn's handsmoves to unbind Ulfric, who followed

Jarl Ulfric, what is that thing? Could the legends be true?

Ulfric: spits out gag Legends don’t burn down villages.

Alduin: roar!!

Ralof: We need to move, now! runs up stairs, reach dead end See the inn on the other side? Jump through the roof and keep going! We’ll follow when we can!

Dragonborn: jumps

Female Captain: Yes, General Tullius! turns to priestess Give them their last rights.

Priestess: As we commend your souls to Aetherius, blessings of the 8 divines upon you-

Stormcloak Soldier: For the love of Talos, shut up and let's get this over with. marches forward

Priestess: hesitates … as you wish.

Stormcloak Soldier: Come on! I haven’t got all morning! kneels at block, looks up at Captain/Headsman … My ancestors are smiling at me, Imperials. Can you say the same??

Captain: steps on his back

Headsman: beheads soldier

Stormcloak Soldier B: You Imperial bastards!

Townsfolk: Justice!

Townsfolk B: Death to the Stormcloaks!

Ralof: ...As fearless in death as he was in life.

Female Captain: Next, the wood elf!

Hadvar: There it is again... did you hear that?

Female Captain: I said... Next. Prisoner.

Imperial Soldier: to Dragonborn To the block prisoner. Nice and easy.

Dragonborn: moves to the block, kneels at block

Female Captain: glares at rest of prisoners Anyone else feel like running?

Hadvar: Wait... You there. Looks at Dragonborn Step forward.

Dragonborn steps forward Who are you?

Dragonborn: Dragonborn Long-Shadow.

Hadvar: Not many wood elves would choose to come alone to Skyrim. Captain, what should we do? He’s not on the list.

Female Captain: Forget the list. He goes straight to the block.

Hadvar: By your orders, Captain. I’m sorry. We’ll make sure your remains get returned to Valenwood. Follow the captain, prisoner.

Dragonborn: moves to stand next to Ralof

Tullius: steps up to Ulfric Ulfric Stormcloak. Some here in Helgen call you a hero, but a hero doesn’t use a power like the voice to murder his king and usurp the throne.

Ulfric: growl

Tullius: You started this war, flung skyrim into chaos. And now the Empire is going to put you down and restore the peace.

Alduin: distant roar Hadvar: looks around What was that?

Tullius: It’s nothing. Carry on.