Recently I decided to walk to High Hrothgar for the peace conference alongside the faction I was aligned with, partly out of curiosity and partly on the off chance that I might get to watch Galmar bellow insults at an attacking mudcrab. As soon as we walked out the gates of Windhelm, however, what should appear but an Ancient Dragon. Let me tell you - there are few things more epic than watching Ulfric Stormcloak leap onto a dragon's head and bury an axe in its brain while screaming battlecries.
He also decided to take us on the road that goes by Valtheim Towers, which is a completely ridiculous way of getting to High Hrothgar from Windhelm, but I forgave him his shitty sense of direction after watching him FUS-RO-DAH a bandit off the bridge.
Can I get a fic about a Dragonborn who agrees with his cause, but is pretty ambivalent about the man himself. Sure, he gives a great speech, but that's what politicians do, and she doesn't entirely trust him. Maybe she's a hunter used to roughing it in the wild, or an orphan who grew up on the streets of Riften/Markarth, or a mercenary who's clawed her way up from an impoverished childhood, and she thinks that for all his fancy words a jarl who lives in a palace can't possibly be in touch with how hard life is for most of the people in Skyrim. She doesn't really understand why her buddy Ralof is so starstruck over the guy (last time she encountered a dragon with Ulfric he was hiding in a tower along with everyone else, after all).
And then a dragon attacks Windhelm and Ulfric goes running up on the walls to defend his city alongside his guards, and she sees him FIGHT, and she is stunned (and possibly a little turned on) by what an utter badass he is.
Bonus points if the Dragonborn is an Orc or a Nord or a Redguard, just because I think their cultures place the most weight on martial prowess.
And this is why he deserves to be High King...
He also decided to take us on the road that goes by Valtheim Towers, which is a completely ridiculous way of getting to High Hrothgar from Windhelm, but I forgave him his shitty sense of direction after watching him FUS-RO-DAH a bandit off the bridge.
Can I get a fic about a Dragonborn who agrees with his cause, but is pretty ambivalent about the man himself. Sure, he gives a great speech, but that's what politicians do, and she doesn't entirely trust him. Maybe she's a hunter used to roughing it in the wild, or an orphan who grew up on the streets of Riften/Markarth, or a mercenary who's clawed her way up from an impoverished childhood, and she thinks that for all his fancy words a jarl who lives in a palace can't possibly be in touch with how hard life is for most of the people in Skyrim. She doesn't really understand why her buddy Ralof is so starstruck over the guy (last time she encountered a dragon with Ulfric he was hiding in a tower along with everyone else, after all).
And then a dragon attacks Windhelm and Ulfric goes running up on the walls to defend his city alongside his guards, and she sees him FIGHT, and she is stunned (and possibly a little turned on) by what an utter badass he is.
Bonus points if the Dragonborn is an Orc or a Nord or a Redguard, just because I think their cultures place the most weight on martial prowess.