Skyrim NPCs

Vulwulf Snow-Shod

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(player): Here, brother. Blessings of Mara upon you.

Mara this and Mara that. Where is she when hundreds of Stormcloaks are dying for no good reason, eh?

(player): What happened to your daughter?

Lilija joined the Stormcloaks many years ago, when the first of the skirmishes broke out across Skyrim. I was so proud of her.

She served as a Battle Maiden, using her healing arts to help those that fell on the battlefield. Never even lifted a blade in her life.

It didn't matter. The Imperial soldiers cut her down... killed her like a dog and left her body to rot in the mud.

And that's why I won't rest easy until every single Imperial soldier joins her, and Ulfric sits upon the throne of Skyrim.

(player): Why all the hatred for the Empire?

They mean to take our history and crush it all in the name of some damn treaty.

The soil beneath our feet is steeped in the blood of our ancestors. We've fought for this land and... died for it.

I lost my own daughter to the Imperial dogs, and by Talos I'll not lose anyone else!

(player): Having a good time?

No, I'm not having a good time. My boy just married a gods-forsaken Imperial. Skyrim is full of eager Nord women, and he beds down with the enemy.

My point exactly.

And when the elves marched into your beloved Cyrodiil, and everyone took up arms against them, wasn't that treason? Against the Dominion? Huh?

Typical Imperial rot. You speak of Skyrim like you know the land, know its people. You're from Cyrodiil! You know nothing about us! Nothing!

It was the Empire killed her! I know it! They killed her so they can blame it on the Stormcloaks!

My son is dead! At his own wedding! Only those Imperial dogs would have dared do something like this! Damn them all to Oblivion!

I still think my boy should have had a traditional Nord wedding. Outside, in the cool mountain air.

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