All everybody needed was help. Help. Pfft. The people of Skyrim needed to learn how to help themselves. They just asked me for help and it was quite tiring, being Dragonborn Myranieth and all.
"Ohhhhh! Dragonborn I need your help!" they would say, "I'm so helpless I need someone of your social stature and mighty powers to help me!"
I would laugh at their faces but that is not the way I am. So I helped them with whatever it is they needed my "mighty powers" for. I would just love to sink my Khajiit claws in their face and tell them to deal with it. Usually it was just to kill some bandit, but they could just get the Companions for a price, or guards to do it. I did it for free and I should've started charging a few septims depending on the job. But it's not like I had anything to do anyway. Ever since I killed Alduin it had been pretty quiet.
Then a dragon destroyed Solitude. Jarl—I mean High King Stormcloak got away in o.k. condition, but the city was completely destroyed. Then more and more dragons showed up and I could barely kill them all (oh and if you would like some dragon souls I have a surplus).! So now dragons rule all of Skyrim and plan on taking over all of Tamriel. And I am the ambassador for the peoples of Skyrim because I'm the only other person besides the Greybeards that can talk to them (because they went into hiding). So now I have the inside of the dragons and am helping everyone plan a rebellion. First order, find the Greybeards.