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Chapter Two: Plans in action
Ugh let's get this over with thought Raesuvius, as he walked into High Hrothgar followed by the blades, his hired veteran legionaries, which made up about 50 men now, Maven Blackbriar, and even Ulfric Stormcloak, with the plan they made previously. It was simple, in the Moot, Ulfric would back Rae, and as would the other jarls that backed Ulfric. With that and the money payed to the less honor-based jarls, would be enough to make Rae High King of Skyrim without any more bloodshed, hopefully. This war has been too costly as is, and I will need all the men I can get.
As the odd-looking group walked into the meeting chamber, Rae could see they were the last to arrive. All the Jarls, whether deposed or currently reigning were there. The campaign had been swift. All that Tullius and Rae had left to claim was Windhelm. Then the rebellion was crushed, and Skyrim was back to normal. The two factions were clearly visible, especially when the jarls accompanying the Dragonborn sat. On the Imperial side sat Elisif the Fair, Ingrod Ravencrone, Igmund, Balgruuf the Greater, Siddgeir, Brina Merilis, Maven Blackbriar, Kraldar, and Brunwulf Free-Winter, with of course General Tullius, Legate Rikke, and Elenwen (the thalmor ambassador). On the Stormcloak side sat Ulfric Stormcloak, Korir, Laila Law-Giver, Skald the Elder, Sorli the Builder, Thongvor Silver-Blood, Dengeir of Stuhn, Vignar Gray-Mane, with Galmar Stone-fist, and the dragonborn at one head with Arngeir on the other. "Here we stand at the precipice of a new era for our people, to make the choice for a new High King or Queen. Do we have any nominations?" spoke Arngeir.
"I would like to begin I-" started Ulfric before being interrupted by Elisif, of all people.
"Of course, you would Ulfric, you slimy bastard. You killed my husband. You turned my country inside out. No more. No more death, no more chaos. I nominate myself. Do I have a second?" spat the she-wolf with such poison that even the Dragonborn flinched underneath the mask of Miraak, one of his many spoils of war.
"I second you milady." said Balgruuf the greater his face vibrant with the emotions that Elisif's words had summoned, almost as if the lady of Solitude had power of the Voice.
"Now that that, rude interruption is over I will speak. I believe in a free Skyrim, a Skyrim apart from the Empire, apart from the oppression of these evil bastards," he fervently said as he pointed toward Elenwen ,"but I know I will never get the votes. I have done too much damage. I therefore nominate Raesuvius Severus Vexus, the dragonborn, Slayer of Alduin, Champion of Auriel and Akatosh, Savior of Solstheim, Arch-Mage of the College of Winterhold, and Thane of all the holds. He is Talos reborn! I would follow this man to the ends of Nirn. Does the Dragonborn have a second?"
"I second the Dragonborn," said Maven Blackbriar, right at the perfect time, her words slick with the influence she held.
"This man can't be High King! He is not a Jarl and has never been a Jarl! By what claim does he have!" exclaimed Elisif.
" He is Ysmir, Dragon of the North, last Dragonborn. That's how he claims it!" Arngeir stated, shutting the would be Queen with a matter-of-factually tone.
"You take his side? Against me? Against -?!" Elisif the Fair said like a petulant child. She shall have to be dealt with swiftly.
"What say you dragonborn, will you accept this nomination?" asked Balgruuf the Greater, Rae's appointment clearly peaking his interest.
"I do for the good of Skyrim, and for the good of all her people!" the Dragonborn said, putting a little of the voice into his speech to move them more. "I call for a vote!"
"I second!" said Ulfric, quickly so no more opposition could be placed.
"All in favor of Jarl Elisif the Fair," asked Arngeir ," and remember you can only vote once." Few hands raised, Igmund of Markarth and Brina Merilis of Dawnstar. I shall have to remember that.
"All in favor of Raesuvius, Dragonborn?" asked Arngeir, knowing the results. All the other Jarl's raised their hands, even Balgruuf, who had been Elisif's second.
"Well then we have our High King! Hail Resuvius! High King of Skyrim, and Ysmir Dragon of the North!" exclaimed Arngeir.
"Qiilan Wah Fin Jun Dovahkiin! Shouted all the greybeards at once.
"Thank you, Greybeards. Now if you'll excuse us, we have state matters to attend to since everyone is here. I know how you boor of the politics of the Joor," as the Greybeards sat Tullius stood and took Arngeirs place. This should be fun. Thought the king smirking slightly. "First order of business Tullius, I hereby name Skyrim a free kingdom, no longer stuck to your laws and treaties. You will take the legion out of this province. All those who don't want to follow you will be given amnesty. They may stay in Skyrim as part of our army. You're dismissed General and take the ambassador with you. She is no longer welcome here." The dragonborn said pointedly, staring directly at Elenwen.
"But you are a Legate of the Legion! How dare you treat your commanding officer in this manner."
"Tullius I have care for you as a fellow legionnaire, but we both know that with the death of Titus Mede (by my hand no less), the Empire will go to Attribus, who we both know is a petulant child and not worthy of my service. You may stay if you wish and join me Tullius, or you may leave and scurry back to your boy Emperor in the south."Both the General and the ambassador stood to leave, but not Rikke.
"Legate are you going?"
"No your highness I would like to stay if it please you."
"It would please me greatly."
After the general and the Thalmor witch were gone, the new high king really got down to business. "Jarl Ingrod, you will step down from Jarl of Morthal and come join me at court as a thane of Skyrim. Jarl Sorli will take over. Jarl Brina, you will come join my army as lieutenant to Rikke. A new Jarl will have to be selected. Vignar, you will serve as my lord of history along with Esbern. Jarl Maven will step up to the position of Steward of the High King, which will now be called the King's Hand. Jarl Ulfric will be named High Commander. Galmar and Rikke will serve as the Commanders of the East and West respectively. Now for my residence-"
"Yes, where do you plan on taking residence? Since you are not a Jarl." Said Elisif trying to put in a jab.
"So happy you should ask Elisif. I Raesuvius, High King of Skyrim hereby banish you for crimes against the people of Skyrim. You conspired with the Imperials and worse the Thalmor. I shall take up position of your title and will rule from Solitude. Delphine arrest the ex-queen consort. Oh, and that reminds me. Delphine, and all the blades shall take up as my personal guard. Like the Emperors of old they will stand as my shield. The Mede's may have the Penitus Oculatus, but I have my Dragonguard. Take the traitor away please." And with that the widow of the dragonborn's predecessor was rushed off to the dungeons of Whiterun, to be exiled from there. "Now then, final matters, Rikke, Galmar, rise." The two previous enemies rose wary of each other. "I name you both commanders of my army, not my own but the army of Skyrim. Galmar you will stay with Ulfric and lead the eastern half. Rikke you will take the western half and stay with me in court. Unlike my predecessor, I shall take up the residence in Castle Dour. Any questions?"
"Yes, what do we do as Jarls now? Will we rebuild?" asked Korir of Winterhold.
"Yes, rebuild Skyrim. Helgen will be restored, as will all the old forts in the holds. Cleared of all evil. Talos will be added back to the pantheon in Solitude, and Winterhold's port will be rebuilt. We will increase recruitment efforts to try and build a military of 100,000 infantry 50,000 archers, and as many good cavalry men as we can. We will build a grand fleet of at least 500 ships, payed for by me personally. We will make Skyrim great, we will become prosperous and show the imperials they aren't needed, that we the FREE people of Skyrim can become as great, if not greater than them! For Skyrim and for its people!" All cheered and rose swords in hand. "Hail to the King! Hail!"