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As Sven is busy talking with Jarl Horik, a Flameheart Sentry enters the chambers.

Sentry: Jarl Horik! I have spotted a garrison of Thalmor Soldiers and Battlemages. They appear to have brought a Dragon with them.

Horik: Good lord, we'll be too weak to take out the Dragon. But we can take out the Thalmor. Sven, we will keep the Thalmor from you whilst you take out the Dragon. If you do so, you will lower the morale of the Thalmor, and gain my approval.

Sven: That Dragon is as good as dead, Jarl Horik.

As Sven and the Flameheart soldiers charged into battle, the Thalmor charged into battle.

Then Sven used his shout: Fahiil,DUR DINOK! As he used the shout the elven legions fell in battle, leaving a clear path to defeat the Dragon.

Sven: Joor, ZAH FRUL!

As he used his next shout, the dragon crashed onto the ground. As Sven got close, the Dragon used its shout: Yol, TOOR SHUL!

As the Dragon used its shout, flames billowed out of its mouth, however the flames didnt hit Sven.....

He was saved by a Dunmer Spellsword!

As a couple of Thalmor tried to attack Sven, they mysteriously fell before they could reach him. As they fell, behind them stood Argonian Shadowscales.

Sven: Time to make my mark. Mul, QAH DIIV!

As Sven used his shout, he was mysteriously eveloped in ethereal armor.

Then Sven pulled out one more thing, his father's Dragonbone Warhammer, and then crushed the Dragon's skull with it.

As he did that, the Dragon's body was slowly disintegrating, leaving only a skeleton. And Sven was absorbing the Dragon's soul.

Flameheart Captain: So the legends are true. You are Dovahkiin.

Horik: We are in your service.

Dunmer Captain: As are we.

Argonian Leader: And we, thanks to a mutual friend of ours.

Versidue: Oh, you give me too much honor.

Sven: Versidue. I thought you were dead.

Versidue: Guess you were wrong.

Gratius: Now, that we have the Flamehearts on our side, we must get the Stormcloaks on our side.

Horik: We need not worry about that, we are with the Stormcloaks, and your father used to be one, didnt he, Sven?

Sven: Yes, its thanks to him that Skyrim is free from the Thalmor.

Versidue: That means that we must get the Blades on our side.

Gratius: It happens that I am a Blades agent, sent to help your father in Elsweyr. The Blades are already on our side.

Sven: Well, then, we need to get to Cyrodil, prevent the usurper from succeeding.