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The Second Great War Year 4E 219 30th of Frostfall
30th of Frostfall...the day this all began during the first great war. It seemed fitting. Delphine would agree. She was still trying to rebuild the blades at this time instead of joining the war. Fools. Clinging to the past. She claimed that she served the dragonborn, yet she wouldn't join me in battle because I chose to protect Paarthurnaax. It seemed to me that the blades had turned their back on their true duty. Oh well, I did not need them to accomplish my goals. I as the dominant dovah demanded that the dragons help me fight the dominion, and reminded them that the thalmor would hunt them down too due to their superiority complex. They didn't like the idea of mortals, especially elven mortals thinking they're superior, so they joined. I did not ask Paarthurnax and his followers to help out of respect for his pacifism.
I became Ulfric's top general, and I lead the charge against the dominion on top of Odahviings head with Aela on top of Durnehviir's head, and we took the fight straight to the thalmor. We invaded with the stormcloaks and my companions who were now 500 strong, and we invaded by sea with me and Aela giving our ships an air advantage on top of our dragons.
We completely obliterated the naval force with the help of the dragons. Then we invaded by land. The thalmor had master destruction mages who tore apart my dragon hit squad, so I ordered them to rest until they were taken care of. Thats when I called in my secret weapon. My 500 strong had been learning the thu'um from me and Ulfric, and with them at the front, we cut right through the master destruction mages and moved on to their main force. My tongues/companions fought our way to the middle of the island, and we all used stormcall at the same time, while the rest of the force stayed out of the blast range. This softened up the main thalmor force, then the rest of the army moved in after they saw that the chaos had settled down.
Needless to say, with the help of the dragons, and the 500 tongues/companions plus the whole stormcloak army of Skyrim, we took Summerset Isle in the most devastating and overwhelming invasion force known to man. Many were killed on the island. Some innocents were regrettably caught in the super storm created by our combined thu'um that covered most of the island. Such is war.
After that was done, the Empire decided to take Skyrim while we were vulnerable since we were busy in Summerset isle, and were busy liberating Valenwood from the thalmor. The thalmor were mostly wiped out in Summerset Isle, so the fighting didn't last long. The Empire didn't realize that the redguards secretly allied with us thanks to the alik'r putting in a good word for me because I helped them before. They were left at Skyrims border to help the smaller force of Stormcloaks defend the border.
The Imperials, however, utilized their Occulatus and found out about the alliance in time to know that they were guarding the border. Because of this, the imperials went to the sea border of Skyrim at the north, and moved through and took winterhold, dawnstar, whiterun, and then they attacked from the other side from the North and the south. Thats when I flied in and attacked with my dragons. It helped, but the Imperials came in with most of their army. I decided to fight on the ground with my men to give them the support of my thu'um. Dragons began to drop, and it looked like the imperials might win. The Stormcloak forces finally arrived from the north by boat after receiving word of the attack from one of my dragons and the companions arrive from the south. The companions had to fight their way through Cyrodiil, and were met with intense resistances, but the companions thu'um proved too much, and they eventually cut through, not stopping to take the cities.
They hit the Imperial main force hard from the front with the power of their thu'um while the stormcloaks hit from the back, utturly devastating the imperial forces in Skyrim. The Imperial forces in Cyrodiil who retreated to regroup and attack the companions hurrying to cross the border were met with a surprise attack from Vilkas and his forces who I left behind to guard the rear. My dragons and I rushed off to aid him when I saw my companions join the fight in Skyrim. After the battle in Skyrim was won, Ulfric ordered the rest of his men to aid Vilkas and I to take Cyrodiil next. Cyrodiil surrenders after the rest of the Nord and redguard forces come to aid Vilkas due to being so devastated.
Ulfric became the King/Emperor of a new Nordic Empire with Hammerfell, High Rock (surrendered without a fight after Cyrodiil fell), Skyrim, Cyrodiil, Summerset Isle and Valenwood, (who willingly joined due to being so thankful to being released from the clutches of the thalmor) as provinces. Ulfric died in battle bravely against the hidden Thalmor forces in Solstheim who surprise attacks Skyrim with a force almost as strong as what they had in Summerset Isle.
I take his place at the moot as King with Aela as High Queen, and I eventually moved on to taking Elsweyr and retaking Solstheim after the thalmor remnants and khajiit forces are repelled. The horrors that they inflicted on the dunmer people there compels me to help the dunmer rebuild Morrowind and Solstheim if they promise to join the new Nord Empire. They accept, becoming full citizens of my new Empire. Blackmarsh fights on for 9 years before they are finally fully taken over. Their forces had less soldiers but knew their land very well, thus giving them a huge advantage. But not huge enough.
I am sad to say that I was forced to wipe out Delphine and half of her new blade forces. She, against Esbern's wishes, mounted a sneak attack on Paarthurnaax. Esbern apparently warned them that they would most certainly die. And that is exactly what happened. I'm still not sure how she got past the greybeards and the barrier on the path to Paarthurnax's home. I could feel Paarthurnax's distress, so I called Odahviing and we flew over to assist him. Paarthurnax is a powerful dragon, and did not need my help, but I insisted that he leave the rest to me.
I challenged her and all of her followers to a battle. Me against them. It was still not a fair fight... She agreed, and attacked with everything she had. I defeated them effortlessly, and told Delphine to go back home. She was bloodied, and seriously wounded, but she would have lived. She charged me when my back was turned. That is when I was forced to end her life. Esbern asked me to give her a proper burial, but I could not, because I shouted her off of the face of the mountain. She was my friend once, but she deserved what she got.
This was a personal entry to the Historical book/journal written by the dragonborn. He was and still is considered the greatest Conqueror of all time, responsible for taking over all of tamriel, like Talos. He became so powerful, that he could literally change into a dragon with a shout! His life span was twice that of an elf due to the power of his dragon soul, but he was still mortal and eventually died. When he died, his body disappeared and his dragon soul was observed at his funeral to fly up to the heavens. After this moment, he was worshiped as Struntuz, or StormBlade, the tenth divine and last dragonborn.
The Second Great War Year 4E 219 30th of Frostfall
30th of Frostfall...the day this all began during the first great war. It seemed fitting. Delphine would agree. She was still trying to rebuild the blades at this time instead of joining the war. Fools. Clinging to the past. She claimed that she served the dragonborn, yet she wouldn't join me in battle because I chose to protect Paarthurnaax. It seemed to me that the blades had turned their back on their true duty. Oh well, I did not need them to accomplish my goals. I as the dominant dovah demanded that the dragons help me fight the dominion, and reminded them that the thalmor would hunt them down too due to their superiority complex. They didn't like the idea of mortals, especially elven mortals thinking they're superior, so they joined. I did not ask Paarthurnax and his followers to help out of respect for his pacifism.
I became Ulfric's top general, and I lead the charge against the dominion on top of Odahviings head with Aela on top of Durnehviir's head, and we took the fight straight to the thalmor. We invaded with the stormcloaks and my companions who were now 500 strong, and we invaded by sea with me and Aela giving our ships an air advantage on top of our dragons.
We completely obliterated the naval force with the help of the dragons. Then we invaded by land. The thalmor had master destruction mages who tore apart my dragon hit squad, so I ordered them to rest until they were taken care of. Thats when I called in my secret weapon. My 500 strong had been learning the thu'um from me and Ulfric, and with them at the front, we cut right through the master destruction mages and moved on to their main force. My tongues/companions fought our way to the middle of the island, and we all used stormcall at the same time, while the rest of the force stayed out of the blast range. This softened up the main thalmor force, then the rest of the army moved in after they saw that the chaos had settled down.
Needless to say, with the help of the dragons, and the 500 tongues/companions plus the whole stormcloak army of Skyrim, we took Summerset Isle in the most devastating and overwhelming invasion force known to man. Many were killed on the island. Some innocents were regrettably caught in the super storm created by our combined thu'um that covered most of the island. Such is war.
After that was done, the Empire decided to take Skyrim while we were vulnerable since we were busy in Summerset isle, and were busy liberating Valenwood from the thalmor. The thalmor were mostly wiped out in Summerset Isle, so the fighting didn't last long. The Empire didn't realize that the redguards secretly allied with us thanks to the alik'r putting in a good word for me because I helped them before. They were left at Skyrims border to help the smaller force of Stormcloaks defend the border.
The Imperials, however, utilized their Occulatus and found out about the alliance in time to know that they were guarding the border. Because of this, the imperials went to the sea border of Skyrim at the north, and moved through and took winterhold, dawnstar, whiterun, and then they attacked from the other side from the North and the south. Thats when I flied in and attacked with my dragons. It helped, but the Imperials came in with most of their army. I decided to fight on the ground with my men to give them the support of my thu'um. Dragons began to drop, and it looked like the imperials might win. The Stormcloak forces finally arrived from the north by boat after receiving word of the attack from one of my dragons and the companions arrive from the south. The companions had to fight their way through Cyrodiil, and were met with intense resistances, but the companions thu'um proved too much, and they eventually cut through, not stopping to take the cities.
They hit the Imperial main force hard from the front with the power of their thu'um while the stormcloaks hit from the back, utturly devastating the imperial forces in Skyrim. The Imperial forces in Cyrodiil who retreated to regroup and attack the companions hurrying to cross the border were met with a surprise attack from Vilkas and his forces who I left behind to guard the rear. My dragons and I rushed off to aid him when I saw my companions join the fight in Skyrim. After the battle in Skyrim was won, Ulfric ordered the rest of his men to aid Vilkas and I to take Cyrodiil next. Cyrodiil surrenders after the rest of the Nord and redguard forces come to aid Vilkas due to being so devastated.
Ulfric became the King/Emperor of a new Nordic Empire with Hammerfell, High Rock (surrendered without a fight after Cyrodiil fell), Skyrim, Cyrodiil, Summerset Isle and Valenwood, (who willingly joined due to being so thankful to being released from the clutches of the thalmor) as provinces. Ulfric died in battle bravely against the hidden Thalmor forces in Solstheim who surprise attacks Skyrim with a force almost as strong as what they had in Summerset Isle.
I take his place at the moot as King with Aela as High Queen, and I eventually moved on to taking Elsweyr and retaking Solstheim after the thalmor remnants and khajiit forces are repelled. The horrors that they inflicted on the dunmer people there compels me to help the dunmer rebuild Morrowind and Solstheim if they promise to join the new Nord Empire. They accept, becoming full citizens of my new Empire. Blackmarsh fights on for 9 years before they are finally fully taken over. Their forces had less soldiers but knew their land very well, thus giving them a huge advantage. But not huge enough.
I am sad to say that I was forced to wipe out Delphine and half of her new blade forces. She, against Esbern's wishes, mounted a sneak attack on Paarthurnaax. Esbern apparently warned them that they would most certainly die. And that is exactly what happened. I'm still not sure how she got past the greybeards and the barrier on the path to Paarthurnax's home. I could feel Paarthurnax's distress, so I called Odahviing and we flew over to assist him. Paarthurnax is a powerful dragon, and did not need my help, but I insisted that he leave the rest to me.
I challenged her and all of her followers to a battle. Me against them. It was still not a fair fight... She agreed, and attacked with everything she had. I defeated them effortlessly, and told Delphine to go back home. She was bloodied, and seriously wounded, but she would have lived. She charged me when my back was turned. That is when I was forced to end her life. Esbern asked me to give her a proper burial, but I could not, because I shouted her off of the face of the mountain. She was my friend once, but she deserved what she got.
This was a personal entry to the Historical book/journal written by the dragonborn. He was and still is considered the greatest Conqueror of all time, responsible for taking over all of tamriel, like Talos. He became so powerful, that he could literally change into a dragon with a shout! His life span was twice that of an elf due to the power of his dragon soul, but he was still mortal and eventually died. When he died, his body disappeared and his dragon soul was observed at his funeral to fly up to the heavens. After this moment, he was worshiped as Struntuz, or StormBlade, the tenth divine and last dragonborn.
