you want my lob?

Okay *Grabs you*

Don't worry, this'll only take a minute.

*pins you down*

Now, close your eyes

[Skyrim intro] Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there.

Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen that horse and been half way to Hammerfell. You there. You and me -- we shouldn't be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants.

We're all brothers and sisters in binds now, thief.

*Thief looks over* And what's wrong with her?

Oh gods, where are they taking us?

I don't know where we're going, but Sovngarde awaits.

[They approach the village of Helgen. A soldier calls out to the lead wagon.]

General Tullius, sir! The headsman is waiting!

Look at him, General Tullius the Military Governor. And it looks like the Thalmor are with him. Damn elves. I bet they had something to do with this.

This is Helgen. I used to be sweet on a girl from here. Wonder if Vilod is still making that mead with juniper berries mixed in. Funny...when I was a boy, Imperial walls and towers used to make me feel so safe.

[A man and son watch the prisoners pull into town.]

Who are they, daddy? Where are they going?