And may I ask: What did you expect, mortal? When you look upon the glory of one of the few Dragon Priests "alive" today, you look upon the pinnacle of Nordic ingenuity. A time where the Nords were an enlightened race. You look upon the few that surpassed what was expected of them. So much in fact that the Dragons respected them, and bestowed upon them the majestic gifts of Alduin, son of Akatosh. Dare I say, you look upon the finest mankind has to offer. Aye, what all men should aspire to. Until you accept Alduin as chief of the Divines and forsake the heresies of today, you will be nothing more than food for our magnificent children of Akatosh.
Nothing more than heathens for the Priesthood to rightfully cast down! Heed not the savage and misguided words of the likes of Ulfric, savage King, and other like-minded nords who may as well be classified as goblins. Heed the words of the Dragon Priesthood, Aam fin Sonaanne, zul do Alduin!
It is much more than that. We were practicing necromancy before it was mainstream. /Hipster
Our Lichdom is unlike that of traditional necromantic rituals as laid forth by Mannimarco, King of Worms. We gain immortality through the unending worship of the Dragons. Our power is fueled and channeled through the unending worship from the Draugr. The Draugr gain their immortality through their worship of us and the Dragons. Their ritual sustains this intricate balance.
And now with the return of glorious Alduin, the power of the High Priests is renewed to our near apex. It is with their return, we now sustain ourselves. We now walk the holy halls of our temples. And soon we will purge this land which is ours, from the savages that infest it today!
Alok-dilon mid aare do ALDUIN! Alok-dilon sahrot Draugr! Alok-dilon revak ahrk onik Sonaanne!