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  1. Pherim
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    Well, it sure is... better? Not as bad? Somewhat okay-ish?
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    Ralof: Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there.
    Lokir: Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen that horse and been half way to Hammerfell. You there. You and me -- we should be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants.
    Ralof: We're all brothers and sisters in binds now, thief.
    Imperial Soldier: Shut up back there!
    [Lokir looks at the gagged man.]
    Lokir: And what's wrong with him?
    Ralof: Watch your tongue! You're speaking to Ulfric Stormcloak, the true High King!
    Lokir: Ulfric? The Jarl of Windhelm? You're the leader of the rebellion. But if they captured you... Oh gods, where are they taking us?
    Ralof: I don't know where we're going, but Sovngarde awaits.
    Lokir: No, this can't be happening. This isn't happening.
    Ralof: Hey, what village are you from, horse thief?
    Lokir: Why do you care?
    Ralof: A Nord's last thoughts should be of home.
    Lokir: Rorikstead. I'm...I'm from Rorikstead.
    [They approach the village of Helgen. A soldier calls out to the lead wagon.]
    Imperial Soldier: General Tullius, sir! The headsman is waiting!
    General Tullius: Good. Let's get this over with.
    Lokir: Shor, Mara, Dibella, Kynareth, Akatosh. Divines, please help me.
    Ralof: Look at him, General Tullius the Military Governor. And it looks like the Thalmor are with him. Damn elves. I bet they had something to do with this.
    [Ralof Continues] This is Helgen. I used to be sweet on a girl from here. Wonder if Vilod is still making that mead with juniper berries mixed in. Funny...when I was a boy, Imperial walls and towers used to make me feel so safe.
    [A man and son watch the prisoners pull into town.]
    Haming: Who are they, daddy? Where are they going?
    Torolf: You need to go inside, little cub.
    Haming: Why? I want to watch the soldiers.
    Torolf: Inside the house. Now.
    [The wagon stops near the chopping block.]
    Imperial Soldier: Whoa.
    Lokir: Why are they stopping?
    Ralof: Why do you think? End of the line.
    Fin