(Name) was a confused Nord in Skyrim. So much has happened in the last month or so that confused her so much. For one, she was supposed to get beheaded until a random dragon just swooped in and destroyed Helgen as well as killing a ton of people there. Second, while she managed to escape, the person who helped her happened to be a Soldier of the Imperial Legion named Francis. He led her to a keep in Helgen at first, then to a town named Riverwood once everything calmed down. He then asked her to join the Imperial Legion, which seemed to make her even more confused than she already was. Why would she want to join a legion filled with people who tried to kill her?

(Name) also figured out that she was something called a 'dragonborn' or otherwise known as the 'Dovahkiin.' She had absolutely NO idea what it meant, but everyone seemed to be impressed by her after she would "absorb the soul" of a dragon. After her visit with the Greybeards, she found out about her 'thu'um' as well as a few other things; For instance, the Greybeards will call her 'Ysmir,' who was apparently a well known dragonborn.

She was currently walking around a place called Heljarchen Hall. Getting curious, (Name) decided to walk in and see what all was in there and possibly find things that she could steal. Instead, she ran into a lady named Elizaveta, whom she had asked to sing any song for her. Elizaveta nodded and started singing a song which she sad was named The Age of Aggression.

"We drink to our youth, to days come and gone. For the age of aggression is just about done.

We'll drive out the Stormcloaks and restore what we own. With our blood and our steel we'll take back our home.

Down with Ludwig the killer of kings. On the day of your death we'll drink and we'll sing.

We're the children of Skyrim, and we fight all our lives. And when Sovngarde beckons, every one of us dies!

But this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean. Of the scourge that has sullied our hopes and our dreams."

Getting slightly curious, (Name) lightly tilted her head and asked, "Who is this "Ludwig" person? I heard about him at the execution, but never really asked about him."

"You don't know who Ludwig is?" Elizaveta asked, obviously shocked.

(Name) sighed. "I know a little, but not a whole lot."

"Alright." Elizaveta replied, "I'll tell you about him then."

Elizaveta continued to tell (Name) about Ludwig. She told her about how he was raised by his his brother after his grandfather had died when he was young, to when he believed that 'there was not a "good" High King for years' and killed Arthur, who was the High King at the time.

"Why would he kill someone just because he believed that he wasn't a good king?" (Name) asked as she tilted her head.

"He did it because," Elizaveta paused as she started to think a little. "...He killed the High King he thought that he would be a better king. At least that's what I was told."

(Name) silently nodded as she listened. 'He had killed someone important just because he thought he was better?' (Name) thought to herself. 'I was told that he was a Jarl though... Isn't that just as important?' She thought before asking, "Isn't the title 'Jarl' just as important? I mean, I know that it's still lower than 'High King', but..." She stopped talking and looked at Elizaveta and shut up. (Name) then sighed before lightly smiling.

"I'm sorry," (Name) started, "but I must be off now. Maybe we'll see each other again?" She asked as she walked out of Heljarchen Hall.

"Yes," Elizaveta said while smiling. "Maybe we will."