Disclaimer: I do not own or make any claim to the Elder Scroll's universe, Skyrim or otherwise, or the characters contained in this story, all of which are owned by Bethesda. This is simply my interpretation of some events within the game universe.

[AN: And here's the next one. After this, it should hopefully be trending towards more insightful chapters, rather than the set-up ones we've had so far

Anyway, I hope you enjoy. /AN]

Master Arngeir:

It seems a new Dovahkiin has been revealed to us.

It is no surprise that their presence was discovered mere days after Alduin's return; we had been listening intently for a Thu'um that we had not helped shape and were overjoyed when we heard it ring out from the plains of Whiterun.

In truth, I have always imagined meeting a Dragonborn, a hero of might and legend, whose innate mastery of the Dragon Speech and their Thu'um is unmatched, even by myself and my fellow Greybeards. Truly, I did not believe that a new Dovahkiin would be raised up in my time, the death of Martin Septim seemingly heralding the end of the Dragon Blood; but it seems the Divines have seen fit to take mercy on this world as Alduin begins his purge.

All that is left now is to prepare for our guest and await their arrival.

The Aedra have a sense of humour as well, it seems.

The Dovahkiin arrived today with his Housecarl and I admit, my immediate focus fell on the young Nord woman, rather than the cloaked Mer. She was a fine specimen of a Nord; tall and proud with strong features and battle scarred armour.

Surely, I thought, this was the Dovahkiin, for she could have stepped straight out of songs and legends of old.

It is only when I called the Dragonborn forward that I realised my initial assumption had been badly mistaken.

I was… sceptical, at first, when I saw that it was her elven companion that claimed to be Dovahkiin, but the raw power of his Thu'um left no doubt; with a single word of Power, Fus, he very nearly knocked me off my feet. And as if I needed any further proof, he mastered Ro instantaneously, wielding the two words with a degree of skill usually gained only after years of practice and meditation.

I had always assumed that the old legends had exaggerated the Dragonborn's power, but now I am beginning to think that they did not do them justice.

The coming weeks will be interesting indeed.

The Dovahkiin continues to learn rapidly, devoting himself to meditation and study while his Thu'um continues to grow in power and focus.

A matter of concern has arisen, however.

The power of the Thu'um is vast, and as the only mortal masters of the Way of the Voice, it the Greybeard's duty to ensure that it is used correctly and given only to those who would not abuse its power. Ulfric Stormcloak was an error in judgement on my part, and I am in no hurry to release another warmongering fool on Skyrim. It was my own naïveté that led to me instructing Ulfric, even though his anger burned bright and visibly, for I had assumed that he would seek to control that anger and use the Voice to worship the Divines, not plunge Skyrim into civil war!

Kiern wrestles with anger as well, though where Ulfric's was a burning fire, the Dovahkiin's is the cold steel of his blades; focused, lethal and unyielding. It is not my place to judge the Divine's instrument, as the Dragonborn has never been subject to the restrictions of the Way of the Voice, but I do fear what he will be capable of.

Even if I wished to, refusing to teach him further would do no good as he does not need my instruction to continue to learn and perfect his Thu'um. It is far better that I and my fellows continue to guide him towards the path of self-control and temperance, and hope that he will bet eh Hero he is destined to be, rather than another fool that will only hasten Tamriel's demise.

It is done.

The final task has been completed, the last portions of knowledge we can give has been imparted.

He has met with Paarthurnax and passed his tests, and he has retrieved the Horn of Jurgen Windcaller, He has mastered every Thu'um, we have provided him with and he has survived the initiation.

He truly is Ysmir, Dragon of the North.

Only time will tell how he uses that power.