User blog comment:Spritydove/Deeper Thought into the Civil War/@comment-1840877-20120710155422

Leaving his fellow Legionnaires to take care of the rebels in the courtyard, Sgt. S.S. kicked in the door of the fort. As he ran in, he saw that the room was empty... save for one man.

He exhaled slowly. "Thedoucheinthenorth... Fancy seeing you here."

TDITN turned to face Sgt. S.S. His Stormcloak cuirass was streaked with sweat and blood. "Huh... hello, Sgt. S.S. Long time no see."

The two old friends looked at each other for a moment, before S.S. broke the silence.

"Why did you do it, man?" he asked, bitterness creeping into his voice. "How could you side with Ulfric and his insurrectionists?"

"Insurrectionists?" TDITN's eyes flashed with anger. "We're fighting for our freedom! And to answer your question, I joined the Stormcloaks because I didn't want to be oppressed by your damn Empire's elven puppetmasters. We'll do just fine without the Medes calling the shots."

S.S. shook his head. "You're wrong, TDITN. Skyrim needs the Empire. Without it, the Thalmor will pick us off one by one."

TDITN snorted. "Pfft. The Empire's already proven where their loyalties lie with the White-Gold Concordat. And before you come out with that rubbish about the Thalmor killing us all, what about Hammerf-"

"Are you going to come quietly or not?" S.S. interrupted.

TDITN glared at him, but his eyes betrayed a hint of sadness that this man, once his good friend, was now meant to be his enemy. He sighed. "What do you think?"

S.S. nodded slowly. "So be it. Just remember -- you made your choice when you sided with the Stormcloaks. You joined those damned traitors... and now it's time for you to face the consequences."

And with that, S.S. swung his sword, just as TDITN raised his shield...