Nura Snow-Shod

Now that the Imperial blight has poisoned Riften, the worship of Talos is strictly forbidden by the terms of the White-Gold Concordat.

They can defile our shrine, they can arrest our people and they can silence our voices, but the Empire will never destroy our spirit.

As long as we keep Talos in our heart, his legacy will never die.

Ugh. Get this awful paper away from me, by Talos!

I trained our daughter Lilija as a healer... to one day tend the Shrine of Talos and replace me as a Priestess of Talos.

When the fighting began over the White-Gold Concordat, she ran off to join the Stormcloaks. She had her father's fire, how could I say no?

She died out there, only having tended to the wounded soldiers for a few months. We never even found her body... the Empire burned all the dead.

Talos is part of our culture. He's part of our heritage and our tradition. He's Skyrim personified.

To suddenly have all that wrenched away is like losing someone you hold dearly in your heart.

The Empire already took my daughter from us, but by Talos they will not take our homeland!

Oh. Why... why certainly. I keep telling myself I'm not losing a son, I'm gaining an Imperial. Daughter. An Imperial daughter...

He's the protector of Man, the Dragon of the North, the patron of all Nords.

And despite the Imperials and their treaty, he will always be one of the Nine Divines.

A devout Nord would rather fall in battle and have his blood spill upon the earth than allow the Empire to strike his name from the divinity.