Fiona is finally as sleep. It is 2AM right now. I forgot to mention one thing. The rest of the day was uneventful. I couldn’t do anything but think of Fiona. Although, there’s some strange rumors traveling around Skyrim.
You see, there’s been a civil war going on in Skyrim for some time now. The Imperials are fighting the Stormcloak rebellion. The leader of the rebellion, Ulfric Stormcloak, was captured recently. He was scheduled to be executed in Helgen today. Everyone thought this is the end of the war.
But apparently, Ulfric escaped from his execution today. People are claiming that dragons appeared at his execution. Dragons. Yes, Dragons. That’s the rumor, anyway. A dragon swooped in, killed almost everyone and burned down Helgen.
If you ask me, there are two possibilities. Neither of them includes dragons. One, Ulfric got away because the Imperial guards were too incompetent in keeping an eye on him. So, the Imperial cooked up this story to save face. Two, the Imperials don’t want Ulfric to die yet. If Ulfric is dead, the Imperial would have no more excuse to overreach their authority into Skyrim. They’ll be forced to withdraw military presence from Skyrim. Sure, Skyrim is under the jurisdiction of the Empire. But, the Empire is more concerned with rebellions than whether or not Nords can pray to a certain dead man…
Ugh. Even talking about this exhausts me. I usually don’t follow politics of the land. I’ve seen enough men rise and fall in my adventuring days. The stories of kings and lords are no more different than the ones of beggars and plebeians.
17th of Last Seed.
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