Galmar: "What's the situation? That and some Imperials are camped out around the entrance, staying nice and warm around their fires. Well, if they're keeping themselves comfortable, let's slip in and send them to their graves that way. Galmar: "Listen up. Those Imperials aren't here by coincidence. Their spies must've found out we know about the Crown, and they don't want us to have it.
But they won't stand in our way. I know some of you are ex-Legion and may know men on the other side. But remember this: they are the enemy now and they will not hesitate to kill you. Keep your wits about you and watch your shield brother's back. Ulfric Stormcloak is counting on us to bring him back that crown, and that's exactly what we're going to do.
Galmar: "Follow me, quickly and quietly now. I want their guts on the ground before they even know we're here. Galmar: "That's the way I like it. Short and bloody; they never knew what hit them. But do not make the mistake of underestimating the Legion. Plenty of them are Nords, same as us. We had the advantage of surprise this time, but things won't be so easy from here on out. Enough talk, let's go kill some Imperials. Galmar: "Pick a man, and put him down.
We attack on my signal. Time to show what you're really made of. For Skyrim! We don't want any Imperial reinforcements taking us by surprise. The rest of you lot are with me. Entering the next room results in another fight with several more Imperial soldiers, and Galmar will engage in a conversation after killing all the enemies:.
Galmar: "I don't like the look of this. Perfect spot for an ambush. Ten to one they're just waiting for us on the other side. Then please, be my guest and go strolling on in there. We'll stay here and watch your back. Not so sure? Oh, then perhaps we should take a moment to look around a little, eh? You there, Unblooded, see if you can find another way through.
We'll charge in to help as soon as we hear fighting. Galmar: "Careful, boys. There's bound to be more up ahead. Ain't you ever seen one before? A few dusty bonewalkers aren't going to stop us anymore than the Imperials could.
We are not leaving until we get what we came for. Now let's keep moving. Galmar: "Ah! The Hall of Stories I've heard of this. They say these walls show the history of the ancients who built this place. Who knows what secrets we'd uncover? We're here for the Crown. Any of these carvings show a crown? Galmar: "Alright everyone! Keep your guard up. No telling what we'll find down here. Let's spread out, and see what we've got.
Unblooded, do what you do best. See if you can find some way to get that gate open. Galmar: "That's done it! Alright, boys, let's get moving.
We've got more Steady now! They may be uglier than Imperials but they'll go down just the same. Come on, let's see what's down this way.
Galmar: "That crown should be around here somewhere. Just keep an eye out for the bonewalkers Spread out, and keep your eyes open.
Is this the one we're looking for? Galmar Stone-Fist: "If you don't mind, king, we'll just be taking that crown of yours and be on our way. Let's get that crown, men! Ulfric: "You were right, Galmar.
We're ready, Ulfric Whenever you are. But neither is every man able to give that order when he must. But you are that man, Ulfric. You've been that man before, and you'll be him again. They are the meanest, toughest sons of bitches Skyrim has to offer. And they want this.
They want this as much as you do. Perhaps they want it more. Whiterun's army will no doubt be bolstered with. Galmar: "We are ready. And I'm sure you could do it, too. This is it. Galmar: "This is it men! They say that our cause is false and that we are nothing more than thieves, thugs and murderers! But no! We are farmers! We are craftsmen! We are sons and daughters of shopkeepers, maid servants and soldiers!
We are the sons and daughters of Skyrim! And we have come this far because our cause is true. Because we fight as one. And because our hearts are bursting with anger! What we do here today, we do for our country! For all the true Nords of Skyrim! Whiterun's walls are tall, but they are old and crumbling, like the Empire whose Legion lines them.
They've barricades to block us, but we'll tear through them and the Imperials behind them! Our objective is the drawbridge. If we can find a way to drop it, the city will be ours! Everyone on me. Let's show these Imperial milk drinkers what true Nords look like!
Vignar: "Balgruuf! Your family was noticeably absent from the walls. Now I know why. Wouldn't a dagger in the back have sufficed? The Empire has no place in Skyrim And you?
You have no place in Whiterun anymore. But mark my words, old man, in the days to come, Ulfric will spread his rebellion thin. And what then? We need the Empire, as much as it needs us. We Nords are the Empire! Our blood built it. Our blood sustains it! You of all people should know that. You wish to see an Empire without Talos? Without its soul? We should be fighting those witch-elves, not bending knee to them.
The Emperor is nothing more than a puppet of the Thalmor. Skyrim needs a High King who will fight for her, and Whiterun needs a Jarl who will do the same. Was all this worth it? How many of those corpses lining our streets wear the faces of men who once called you friend?
What about their families? Both of you! There is a burning city out there that needs a government. Galmar, come, let us restore order. You hear me you old fool! This isn't over! And you. A Stormcloak? I'd thought better of you.
Referring to the Dragonborn. You'll all come to regret this day. Tullius : "Secure the door. You are guilty of insurrection, murder of Imperial citizens, the assassination of King Torygg, and high treason against the Empire. It's over.
We're here to accept Ulfric's surrender. But I belong to her. You are traitors and will die traitors' deaths. Stand down and face public execution, or advance and face summary execution by my hands. It matters little to me. Either way I'll be sending your heads back to Cyrodiil. What are we waiting for? Ulfric: "Secure the door. Taking Skyrim back from those who'd leave her to rot? We need the Empire.
Without it Skyrim will assuredly fall to the Dominion. You saw it. The day the Empire signed that damn treaty was the day the Empire died. Look at how far we've come and with so little. When we're done rooting out Imperial influence here at home, then we will take our war to the Aldmeri Dominion. We've come for the General. But I have not. You're free to leave. Shield brothers and sisters killing each other? Families torn apart? This is the Skyrim you want?! You don't have to do this.
Talos preserve us. Tullius: "Enough Any last words before I send you to Oblivion? They stirred up trouble here. Forced us to divert needed resources and throw away good soldiers quelling this rebellion. But then what does that make you? And so are you. Where's your sense of the dramatic moment? If it's a good ending to some damn story you're after - perhaps the Dragonborn should be the one to do it.
Galmar: "Good. It's done. I've sent my best men to round her up. This will not be included in his speech if the Dragonborn requests that it does not. And indeed, there are many that call us heroes. But it is all of you who are the true heroes! It was you who fought a dying Empire who sunk its claws into our land, trying to drag us down with it.
After returning from The Serpent Stone , Galmar will be found in the war room of the palace conversing with Ulfric regarding The Jagged Crown and the latter's future claim to the throne:.
Ulfric: "Tell me again why we're wasting time and dwindling resources chasing a legend. We don't even know it exists! They don't all support you. We should risk letting those milkdrinkers put Thoryyg's [ sic ] [Do not change this to "Torygg's".
She'll hand Skyrim over to the elves on a silver plate. The crown would legitimize your claim. And it'll be the symbol of the righteousness of our cause.
Think about it. The Jagged Crown! It heralds back to a time before Jarls and Moots. Back to the time when a king was a king because his enemies fell before him, and his people rose because they loved him.
Skyrim needs that king. You will be that king, Ulfric. You must be. I'll send the Unblooded The Dragonborn's military rank during the quest. Fancy a crawl through a moldering dungeon to see if you can't stir up Galmar's Jagged Crown? You'll see. If dialogue is exited he will say the same lines as if the answer, "I need to think it over.
When spoken to after that but before taking the Oath, he will simply say, "You ready to take the Oath? If he is questioned about his personal beliefs while talking to Ulfric, he will exit conversation after two questions and say, "Enough talk. There's much to do. Are you saying you sent me out to die? That was as much a test of your abilities as it was your resolve. I wasn't sure your heart was in it. But you've proven me wrong.
And I respect that. Now, if were [ sic ] [Do not change this to we're. You must also pledge unswerving loyalty to your fellow Stormcloaks, to Skyrim, and to her people. After reciting the Oath, Galmar will say to the Dragonborn, "Now you're one of us. Which means you get to tag along on a little trip with me. Oh, and here.
You're a Stormcloak now, you ought to look the part. What's the mission? Can you believe it? Well, I'm almost certain. We're headed to Korvanjund, but if old king Borgas is indeed buried there, we're bound to run into trouble of some kind. Your fellow Stormcloaks are already assembling outside the tomb. I'll meet you there, as soon as I'm finished up here. What's the Jagged Crown? It was the symbol of his might and power. The crown is made from the bones and teeth of ancient dragons, and it is said to contain a portion of the power of every king who has worn it.
True or not, who would dare deny Ulfric's claim, when the legendary Jagged Crown sits upon his brow? How do you know the crown is in Korvanjund? But legend holds, his body was secretly returned to Skyrim and buried with the crown.
Its exact whereabouts lost in the following Wars of Succession. If the crown exists, it will be there. You anticipate danger? Gods only know with what profane arts those Elves cursed his remains. Curse is not withstanding, but tombs of kings are always full of traps to ward off grave robbers, are they not? But nothing a band of Stormcloaks can't handle, I assure you. If one remains in the palace for too long after starting the quest, Galmar will say the following lines:.
Galmar will be found at Korvanjund alongside a small number of Stormcloaks. The following conversation will take place between Galmar and one of the soldiers:. Galmar: "What's the situation? That and some Imperials are camped out around the entrance, staying nice and warm around their fires.
Well, if they're keeping themselves comfortable, let's slip in and send them to their graves that way. After the conversation takes place, the Dragonborn will have an opportunity to speak to Galmar.
If dialogue is exited, Galmar will give the same reply as he would if the Dragonborn says, "Hold on. I need a minute. Hold on. Get yourself ready! Galmar will then walk a short distance, then turn to face the group of rebels to make an short speech:. Listen up. Those Imperials aren't here by coincidence.
Their spies must've found out we know about the Crown, and they don't want us to have it. But they won't stand in our way. I know some of you are ex-Legion and may know men on the other side. But remember this: they are the enemy now and they will not hesitate to kill you. Keep your wits about you and watch your shield brother's back. Ulfric Stormcloak is counting on us to bring him back that crown, and that's exactly what we're going to do.
Galmar will then take out his weapon, as will the soldiers he is commanding, and sneak towards the crypt, saying, "Follow me, quickly and quietly now. I want their guts on the ground before they even know we're here. After defeating the Legionnaires stationed outside of the crypt, Galmar will sheathe his weapon and approach the entrance to the ruin, and, before entering, make another short speech:.
That's the way I like it. Short and bloody; they never knew what hit them. But do not make the mistake of underestimating the Legion. Plenty of them are Nords, same as us. We had the advantage of surprise this time, but things won't be so easy from here on out. Enough talk, let's go kill some Imperials. Immediately after, he and his men will take out their weapons and enter the barrow to find the Crown.
When inside, he will see Imperials ahead and will thus hide behind a fallen pillar for cover and say to his soldiers, "Pick a man, and put him down.
We attack on my signal. Time to show what you're really made of. Said signal is Galmar roaring, "For Skyrim! After the skirmish has ended, Galmar will run down the staircase towards the passage to the rest of the tomb and say to his soldiers, "Gretta, Engar, stay and guard the entrance.
We don't want any Imperial reinforcements taking us by surprise. The rest of you lot are with me. If he is spoken to at any time inside the crypt by the Dragonborn, he will cautiously say, "The Imperials are here in force.
Stick together! Entering the next room results in another fight with several more Imperial soldiers, and Galmar will engage in a conversation after killing all the enemies:. Galmar: "I don't like the look of this. Perfect spot for an ambush. Ten to one they're just waiting for us on the other side. Then please, be my guest and go strolling on in there. We'll stay here and watch your back. Not so sure?
Oh, then perhaps we should take a moment to look around a little, eh? You there, Unblooded, see if you can find another way through. We'll charge in to help as soon as we hear fighting.
A fight between the Dragonborn and a few soldiers ensues eventually, and Galmar will rush towards the noise when he hears it, just as he says he will. Continuing onward, Galmar will give a warning: "Careful, boys.
There's bound to be more up ahead. Upon gaining sight of the creature, the soldiers will have conversation about it:. Soldier 1: "What in the nine holds is that? Ain't you ever seen one before?
A few dusty bonewalkers aren't going to stop us anymore than the Imperials could. We are not leaving until we get what we came for. Now let's keep moving. When the Hall of Stories, deep within Korvanjund Halls, is reached, Galmar will mention where the group is and the location's importance:. Galmar: "Ah! The Hall of Stories I've heard of this.
They say these walls show the history of the ancients who built this place. Who knows what secrets we'd uncover? We're here for the Crown. Any of these carvings show a crown? If the puzzle door is approached, Galmar will comment, "Hmm, looks like this is as far as the Imperials got. Even if one of these pictures tells us where the Crown is, I'm betting we're going to have to find a way through that door. See what you can figure out, Unblooded. I'm going to check out these carvings over here.
Let me know if you find something. I wonder what it's used for. When the gate is unlocked, Galmar will exclaim happily, "Good job! Keep your guard up. No telling what we'll find down here. Let's spread out, and see what we've got. Unblooded, do what you do best. See if you can find some way to get that gate open. When the lever is pulled and the gate is raised, Galmar will say in victory, "That's done it!
Alright, boys, let's get moving. We've got more They may be uglier than Imperials but they'll go down just the same. Come on, let's see what's down this way. In the final chamber, Galmar will say, "That crown should be around here somewhere. Just keep an eye out for the bonewalkers Spread out, and keep your eyes open.
Is this the one we're looking for? Galmar will then hurry over to the rising king and say to him, "If you don't mind, king, we'll just be taking that crown of yours and be on our way. Let's get that crown, men!
Tell Ulfric he owes me a drink. We'll stick around here for a while and see if we can find anything else useful. Galmar plays no major role in "Message to Whiterun," but if spoken to after receiving Balgruuf's reply, his only line of dialogue will be, "Speak with Ulfric.
He's expecting word from Whiterun. After being told of Balgruuf's reply, Ulfric will turn to Galmar and speak with him about the issue. Ulfric: "You were right, Galmar. We're ready, Ulfric Whenever you are. But neither is every man able to give that order when he must. But you are that man, Ulfric. You've been that man before, and you'll be him again. They are the meanest, toughest sons of bitches Skyrim has to offer. And they want this.
They want this as much as you do. Perhaps they want it more. Whiterun's army will no doubt be bolstered with Legionnares [ sic ] [Do not change this to "Legionnaires". And those walls around Whiterun are old, but they still stand.
And I'm sure you could do it, too. This is it. If spoken to after that conversation but before having gone to Whiterun, Galmar will only say, "We're taking the city. Meet the brothers gathering for the attack. Fight well, or die well. Talos be with you. In the Whiterun Military Camp , Galmar will be found with his men, making a rallying speech just before assaulting the city.
This is it men! They say that our cause is false and that we are nothing more than thieves, thugs and murderers! But no! We are farmers! We are craftsmen! We are sons and daughters of shopkeepers, maid servants and soldiers! We are the sons and daughters of Skyrim! And we have come this far because our cause is true. Because we fight as one. And because our hearts are bursting with anger!
What we do here today, we do for our country! For all the true Nords of Skyrim! Whiterun's walls are tall, but they are old and crumbling, like the Empire whose Legion lines them. They've barricades to block us, but we'll tear through them and the Imperials behind them!
Our objective is the drawbridge. If we can find a way to drop it, the city will be ours! Everyone on me.
Let's show these Imperial milk drinkers what true Nords look like! And with a mighty roar, Galmar will then press onward toward the city and engage the Whiterun Guards in combat. He wears a full set of Stormcloak officer armor , including boots , bracers and the trademark helmet. In combat he relies on a two-handed iron battleaxe.
He only carries a spare belted tunic which he was supposed to wear while sleeping. After you have joined the Stormcloaks , when asked about his reasons for joining the war against the Legion: "Reasons?
Since when does a man need a reason to protect his family, to defend his homeland? It's the damn outlanders and Empire that need the reasons. The world's better without it. Certainly Skyrim is. I fought in the Imperial army in the War against the Dominion. I bled and spilt blood for the Empire. And for what?
The Empire to bend its knee before those evil elf bastards? Signing a treaty meant to kill the heart of the Empire itself. To deny Talos? I will have no part of any such Empire. And I will gladly gut anyone who says otherwise. I oppose those who tell me how to live, what to think, and what to believe. I'm a man. Skyrim is man's homeland. That's a fact. A fact I'm proud of.
There's no shame in that. Read your history. Then we'll rebuild Skyrim into the land she once was. When we are done with that, we will take our army to the Dominion, and show those pointy-eared bastards not every man is fit to be their slave.
When you visit the Palace of the Kings in Windhelm for the very first time, you will immediately overhear Galmar and rebellion leader Ulfric Stormcloak having a hefty debate on what to do with Whiterun neutral leader Balgruuf the Greater :. Galmar : "Balgruuf won't give us a straight answer.
He'll come around. We've intercepted couriers from Solitude. The Empire's putting a great deal of pressure on Whiterun. They all know that. Whoever we replace them with will need the support of our armies. If we can take the city without bloodshed all the better.
But if not We know the price of freedom. The people are still weighing things in their hearts. We are their families. Tell me, Galmar, why do you fight for me? If not for me, what then?
Are we not one in this? I fight for their wives and children, who's [ sic ] names I heard whispered in their last breaths. I fight for we few who did come home, only to find our country full of strangers wearing familiar faces.
I fight for my people impoverished to pay the debts of an Empire too weak to rule them, yet brands them criminals for wanting to rule themselves! I fight so that all the fighting I've already done hasn't been for nothing.
I fight And that's why you will be High King. But the day words are enough, will be the day when soldiers like us are no longer needed. But in the meantime, we have a war to plan. Whether the player is Nord or non-Nord, taking part in the Stormcloak uprising begins with talking to Galmar in the Palace of the Kings to obtain your initiation rite.
Galmar starts the conversation by saying, " Hmm. Helgen, eh? Ulfric told us quite the story. If you made it through all that, you're likely worth something to me. All non-Nords races can then ask Galmar if he only accepts Nords, which will make him explain: "You mistake me. I'm not saying no - just wondering about your intentions.
We're not looking for sellswords. The Stormcloaks need dedicated men and women who're devoted to the cause and willing to die for it. You can choose to explain you want to fight the Empire, and he will say: "Can't fault anyone for that! As long as you hate the Empire as much as I do, that I can work with. But are you willing to die for your home? But before I can put you to use, I need to know how much you can take. I have a little test for you.
So long as you can back up those words with steel. If you survive, you pass. If you die, well, you weren't going to be much use to me anyway. There's a strange rock formation, built by the ancients. Something about that place attracts the Ice Wraiths. You kill an Ice Wraith out there, and I'll have all the proof I need about you. This will prove your abilities, but more importantly, it will prove your commitment. At the end of the day, every warrior is alone.
Before you can stand next to your shield brother, you need to be able to stand on your own. If your character is below level 20, the bottom two options will net you a few potions of resist cold: "Here. Take this. You'll need it. Use it on the island. Don't lose it. That's all the help you're getting. Try not to die. We've got nothing to talk about until you come back from Serpentstone Isle.
When you return from Serpentstone Isle, Galmar will be quite surprised: "You're alive. I owe Ulfric a drink. I have to admit, I didn't think we'd be seeing you again. I misjudged you. You're definitely Stormcloak material.
It's time we made this official. You ready to take the Oath? That was as much a test of your abilities as it was your resolve. I wasn't sure your heart was in it. But you've proven me wrong. And I respect that. Now, if were done being sentimental, it's time for you to take the Oath. You must also pledge unswerving loyalty to your fellow Stormcloaks, to Skyrim and to her people.
But that doesn't make you a Stormcloak. We're not just fighting Imperials. We're fighting to restore Skyrim to her glory and give her the king she deserves. Might mistake your hesitation for Imperial sympathies. Come back when you're committed to the cause, or go join the Legion. They're taking anyone with a pulse these days. By swearing this oath you become one of us. A true son of Skyrim. A Stormcloak.
Repeat after me. Jarl of Windhelm and true High King of Skyrim. Which means you get to tag along on a little trip with me. Oh, and here. You're a Stormcloak now, you ought to look the part. Ulfric, tired of Jarls, moots and traditions, will doubt his housecarl, but will nevertheless send him on his way — and will, at the end of the conversation, order you to help claim the crown:. Ulfric : "Tell me again why we're wasting time and dwindling resources chasing a legend. We don't even know it exists!
They don't all support you. We should risk letting those milkdrinkers put Thorryg's [ sic ] woman on the throne? She'll hand Skyrim over to the elves on a silver plate. The crown would legitimize your claim. And it'll be the symbol of the righteousness of our cause. Think about it. The Jagged Crown!
It heralds back to a time before jarls and moots. Back to the time when a king was a king because his enemies fell before him, and his people rose because they loved him. Skyrim needs that king. You will be that king, Ulfric. You must be. I'll send the Unblooded here with you. Fancy a crawl through a moldering dungeon to see if you can't stir up Galmar's Jagged Crown? You'll see. After your initiation, Galmar will readily tell you about the legendary Jagged Crown and how to receive it: "I've found the final resting place of the Jagged Crown.
Can you believe it? Well, I'm almost certain. We're headed to Korvanjund. But, if old King Borgas is indeed buried there, we're bound to run into trouble of some kind. Your fellow Stormcloaks are already assembling outside the tomb. I'll meet you there as soon as I'm finished up here. It was the symbol of his might and power. The crown is made from the bones and teeth of ancient dragons, and it is said to contain a portion of the power of every king who has worn it. True or not, who would dare deny Ulfric's claim, when the legendary Jagged Crown sits upon his brow?
After the Great Hunt killed him, while he was off on his damned Alessian campaigns. But legend holds, his body was secretly returned to Skyrim and buried with the crown. Its exact whereabouts lost in the following Wars of Succession. Through sources that shall remain nameless, I've tracked down what I believe to be the final resting place of King Borgas - Korvanjund.
If the crown exists, it will be there. The Great Hunt killed old King Borgas. Gods only know with what profane arts those elves cursed his remains. Curses notwithstanding, the tombs of kings are always full of traps to ward off grave robbers, are they not?
But nothing a band of Stormcloaks can't handle, I assure you. Get over with the rest of the men at Korvanjund. I bet I'll beat you to Korvanjund even though you start first. Galmar : "What's the situation? That and some Imperials are camped out around the entrance, staying nice and warm around their fires. Well, if they're keeping themselves comfortable, let's slip in and send them to their graves that way. They will then all laugh of the upcoming slaughter and Galmar will seek you out: "What's the Legion doing here?
Damn Imperial spies Well, should be fun for us, at least. They don't seem to know we're here yet. Ready to spill some Imperial blood for Skyrim? You can ask Galmar to wait so you can prepare, which will make him warn you: "Even the Imperials might eventually decide to patrol their perimeter.
Get yourself ready! Those Imperials aren't here by coincidence. Their spies must've found out we know about the Crown, and they don't want us to have it. But they won't stand in our way. I know some of you are ex-legion and may know men on the other side.
But remember this. They are the enemy now and they will not hesitate to kill you. Keep your wits about you and watch your shield brother's back. Ulfric Stormcloak is counting on us to bring him back that crown, and that's exactly what we're going to do. Quickly and quietly now. I want their guts on the ground before they even know we're here. Before entering the ruin he will say: "That's the way I like it.
Short and bloody. They never knew what hit them. But do not make the mistake of underestimating the Legion. Plenty of them are Nords same as us. We had the advantage of surprise this time, but things won't be so easy from here on out. Enough talk. Let's go kill some Imperials.
In Korvanjund Temple, Galmar will quickly notice the patrolling Imperial soldiers and seek cover. He will then whisper: "Pick a man and put him down. We attack on my signal. Time to show what you're really made of. After the battle, he will proceed forward until he stops: "Gretta, Engar, stay and guard the entrance.
We don't want any Imperial reinforcements taking us by surprise. The rest of you lot are with me. At the next entrance, he stops once again and engages in a discussion with his men:. Galmar : "I don't like the look of this. Perfect spot for an ambush. Ten to one they're just waiting for us on the other side. Then please, be my guest and go strolling on in there.
0コメント