All parties agreed to come to the peace talks at High Hrothgar. My presence was also expected, so we prepared to leave again for the Throat of the World. We (Sophia and I) departed from Solitude in the early morning.
We ran almost all day, expect for the occasion when we were attacked by a dragon, or twice during a bandit ambush. We were exhausted when arriving at Whiterun at around midnight.
Another dragon slain... |
A new morning, Sophia and I, home at Whiterun |
Half way the 7000 steps, warming up |
Peace talk at High Hrothgar |
The peace talks went with lots of boiling emotions, with Ulfric in the offense, claiming Markarth. Again, I was asked to cut the cake, and I felt I had no other choice than to satisfy the Imperials with the control over The Rift, in compensation. Ulfric started again being offensive and arrogant. Esbern called upon reason. After lots of arguing about the Stormcloak's massacre at Karthwasten, they gave in by seeding Winterhold. An feeble agreement had been reached, with lots of reservation and hesitation.
But with this ceasefire, the road had been freed to develop the plan to capture a dragon, as Paarthurnax suggested. Jarl Balgruuf agreed to cooperate, and Esbern had a plan how to call a dragon.
After the peace talk, when everybody had left the room, Delphine neared me, and asked me, almost ordered me, to kill Paarthurnax, on basis of very vague suspicions of possible treachery. I did not believe my ears I had to kill one of our most valuable allies!...
Delphine asks me to kill Paarthurnax...Yeol the Clumsy @ day 88, level 31 |
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