Proventus Avenicci

Old Nord folk tales always talk about Shouting their enemies to pieces. I always thought it was just a myth.

If you think you might be able to do that kind of thing, the Legion could certainly use your help.

Go talk to the Greybeards, see what they can tell you.

Near as I can tell, a bunch of ancient Nord hermits who live on top of a mountain.

Never heard of them talking to anybody before. If they really do want to talk to you, you'd better go find out what they want. You never know.

The only thing I remember is the old story of Tiber Septim being called Dragonborn by the Nords, before they switched sides and joined the Empire.

No doubt those Greybeards up at High Hrothgar will talk your ear off about it.

That is an old tale, but well known to those of us who serve in the keep.

Long ago, there lived a mighty hero of the Nords. Olaf One-Eye. Olaf did battle with a fearsome dragon named Numinex.

The struggle between Olaf and the dragon culminated in a mighty duel atop Mount Anthor, with Olaf the victor.

Olaf returned in triumph to Whiterun. By his decree, the city's keep was rebuilt as a prison for Numinex.

And so, from that time until this, our great keep has been called "Dragonsreach."

Ah, splendid! Our fine city has a proud history, and I'm happy to share what I know.

The history of Whiterun begins with Jorrvaskr, the hall of the Companions. For a long time, it was the only building on the mountain.

As time passed, a thriving community sprang up around Jorrvaskr, as was common with mead halls.

Today, Whiterun is the jewel of Skyrim. I can say without boast that is the greatest city in all the holds.

Well, there are three of them. Arranged in three tiers, as you may have noticed.

The Plains District is so named because it's the closest of the three to the plains that surround the city. The inn and marketplace are found there.

Most of the city's residents live in the Wind District, which is the middle of the three.

Dragonsreach occupies the highest, which we call the Cloud District. From here, the Jarl can see all that goes on within his city.

From Adrianne?

Ah, this must be that weapon for the Jarl. Poor girl, so eager to prove herself. I'll present it to Balgruuf when his mood is... agreeable.

Thank you. Please, take these few coins, for services rendered.

Oh, hello there. I didn't expect to see you here.

Yes, I am indeed. Elenwen always serves the best wine at her parties. The food is excellent as well.

Though I confess, being surrounded by so many wealthy and important people makes me feel more than a little nervous.

I'm the Steward of Whiterun. I serve Jarl Balgruuf in Dragonsreach.

Truth be told, I'd be more comfortable if I were back there. I get nervous in the company of so many worthies.

Oh, yes! Quite! So many important people from all across Skyrim.