We drink to our youth, for the days come and gone.
For the age of oppression is now nearly done.
We'll drive out the Empire from this land that we own.
With our blood and our steel we'll take back our home.
All hail to Ulfric! You are the High King!
In your great honor we drink and we sing.
We're the children of Skyrim, and we fight all our lives.
And when Sovngarde beckons, every one of us dies!
But this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean.
Of the scourge that has sullied our hopes and our dreams!
My kinsmen are free to say retard and worship Talos. This is our land. We will rule it how we see fit, and any Empire dog that dares say otherwise will be crushed by the true sons and daugthers of Skyrim. Hail Talos! Hail the Stormcloaks!
Look at all the flavor from Dragon Age she failed to quote. Look at all my flavor in saga and other games. Fake ass attacks from Titus comes from a fake ass inauthentic place because she's a big fat scum.[/All who join the kingdom formerly know as Ferelden, now renamed Skyrim, must bend the knee and swear the oath.
"I do swear my blood and honor to the service of Ulfric Stormcloak..."
"...Jarl of Windhelm and true High King of Skyrim."
"As Talos is my witness, may this oath bind me to death and beyond..."
"...even to my lord as to my fellow brothers and sisters in arms."
"All hail the Stormcloaks, the true sons and daughters of Skyrim!"quote]
The independent and free nation of Skyrim has taken control of Orlais!
