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CHAPTER ONE
The Dragonborn Gunhilde arrived at High Hrothgar to begin the peace negotiations between General Tullius and Jarl Ulfric. Also in attendance were First Emissary Elenwen, Jarl Elisif, and Legate Rikke for the Empire's side of the negotiations. For Ulfric side was Galmar Stone-Fist. The neutral parties were Gunhilde, the Greybeards, and Delphine with Esbern, and Jarl Balgruuf. Even before the actual negotiations began Jarl Ulfric refused to continue if Elenwen remained.
"I am sorry Emissary but if I am going to get the negotiations even off the ground I'll have to ask for you to leave." Gunhilde apologized
"Humph, if I find out that there were violations to the Concordat there will be repercussions." Elenwen threatened.
"No need to worry Emissary we will abide by the concordat." Gunhilde reassured.
After hearing the door slam, Gunhilde looked to the others and declared, "For now."
Jarl Ulfric leaned over to Galmar and whispered, "Good to know the day of reckoning will cone to those bastards."
Then the bickering began. Ulfric was demanding the return of Markarth to the Stormcloaks. Tullius was refusing but asking for reparations for an earlier skirmish.
"QUIET!" the Dragonborn shouted with a force that shook the room.
"Before we even get into the actual negotiations let me explain the situation to you. We have several threats on multiple fronts besides this damn civil war. Alduin has returned along with him are the dragons. Then of course we have the Dominion gearing up for a second great war." Gunhilde paused to let all that sink in before continuing.
"Now it's up to me to defeat Alduin. Nobody else can do that. The Dominion will be taken care of later on. What I need is to capture a dragon in Dragonsreach and question it about where Alduin is hiding. This civil war has to stop, because every warrior that dies in this war feeds Alduin making him stronger."
"What do you mean feeds Alduin?" Jarl Ulfric asked.
"Alduin is feeding on every slain soul that goes to Sovngarde." Esbern answered.
"Jarl Balgruuf refuses to allow me to capture a dragon in his hold as long as this war threatens his city." Gunhilde stated. "So this war has to stop, because if it doesn't, I won't be able to find Alduin. Then it won't matter who wins, because the dragons will destroy us all."
"Well then I guess we better get to negotiations then." Tullius said.
"I want Markarth returned to the Stormcloaks." Demanded Ulfric
"You are trying to gain in negotiations what you can't get in war!" Rikke shouted.
"What are you offering up Ulfric, you don't expect to get something for nothing do you?" Tullius asked.
"What do you think, Dragonborn?" asked Ulfric.
"Riften seems to be a fair trade." Gunhilde offered.
"WHAT!" Ulfric bellowed, "I might as well leave now."
"Fair enough, we'll accept that, along with reparations for the battle in the Reach, what do you say Ulfric?" Tullius smirked.
"Agreed." Ulfric reluctantly accepted.
"Now these are my demands," Gunhilde said. "Whiterun will remain neutral territory. Also when I defeat Alduin, the Moot will be held to determine the High King of Skyrim. The result of that Moot will determine the independence of Skyrim. Ulfric if you are not chosen and you still oppose the High King you will be allowed to challenge him or her person to person, no more rebellion. If it is Elisif who is chosen and you challenge her, she will be allowed to choose a champion to fight on her behalf. Then a meeting will be set up with the Emperor if Skyrim wishes to succeed from the Empire."
"And have all the people who died for Skyrim thrown away!" Ulfric roared.
"You started this war Ulfric!" Tullius responded.
"This war could have been avoided all together if you would have just talked with Torygg instead of challenging him." Elisif screamed.
"Enough!" shouted Dragonborn.
"These are my demands, and if you do not agree to them then I will sequester myself here with the Greybeards and let Alduin rain down his destruction and take you all to Sovngarde." Gunhilde demanded.
Both sides realized they only had one choice. The Greybeards were actually pleased that the dragonborn was forcing a cease of the war in exchange for her taking care of Alduin. The two sides finally agreed to the Dragonborn's demands. Arngeir repeated and confirmed the agreements. With all that out of the way Gunhilde turned and spoke to Esbern.
"Esbern, do you have a name of a dragon I can call?" Gunhilde asked.
"Umm, let's see here. Ah yes, Od-Ah-Viing, means winged snow hunter." Esbern said.
"Okay then, this meeting is over. I will meet you back at Whiterun Jarl Balgruuf. Everyone else I'll see you for the Moot." Gunhilde dismissed the group and left.