Stormcloaks – Windhelm
Upon Ulfric killing the High King of Skyrim and it turning into civil war, Jarl Ulfric, would be supported by Winterhold and Riften. As Ulfric slowly gains support he and his Stormcloak General, Galmar Stone-fist, heads into the war room upon his return from escaping Helgan beginning to make ready for war. As they sat within the war room looking they turn their eye towards Whiterun as they struggle with nudging them to join the great cause of Skyrim independence from the Imperial dogs.
Galmar: "Balgruuf won't give us a straight answer."
Ulfric: "He's a true Nord. He'll come around."
Galmar: "Don't be so sure of that. We've intercepted couriers from Solitude. The Empire's putting a great deal of pressure on Whiterun."
Ulfric: "And what would you have me do?"
Galmar: "If he's not with us, he's against us."
Ulfric: "He knows that. They all know that."
Galmar: "How long are you going to wait?"
Ulfric: "You think I need to send Balgruuf a stronger message."
Galmar: "If by message you mean shoving a sword through his gullet."
Ulfric: "Taking his city and leaving him in disgrace would make a more powerful statement, don't you think?"
Galmar: "So we're ready to start this war in earnest then?"
Galmar: "I still say you should take them all out like you did Deadking Torygg."
Ulfric: "Torygg was merely a message to the other Jarls. Whoever we replace them with will need the support of our armies."
Galmar: "We're ready when you are."
Ulfric: "Things hinge on Whiterun. If we can take the city without bloodshed all the better. But if not..."
Galmar: "The people are behind you."
Ulfric: "Many I fear still need convincing."
Galmar: "Then let them die with their false kings."
Ulfric: "We've been soldiers a long time. We know the price of freedom. The people are still weighing things in their hearts."
Galmar: "What's left of Skyrim to wager?"
Ulfric: "They have families to think of."
Galmar: "How many of their sons and daughters follow your banner? We are their families."
Ulfric: "Well put, friend. Tell me, Galmar, why do you fight for me?"
Galmar: "I'd follow you into the depths of Oblivion, you know that."
Ulfric: "Yes, but why do you fight? If not for me, what then?"
Galmar: "I'll die before elves dictate the fates of men. Are we not one in this?"
Jarl Ulfric sitting in his throne in the Palace of Kings
After the conversation in the war room, Ulfric began to make his way to his throne as Galmar followed behind him. The Jarl then took his seat turing his attention to Galmar.
Ulfric: "I fight for the men I've held in my arms, dying on foreign soil. I fight for their wives and children, whose 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 anything. I fight... because I must."
Galmar: "Your words give voice to what we all feel, Ulfric. 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."
Ulfric: "I would gladly retire from the world were such a day to dawn."
Galmar: "Aye. But in the meantime, we have a war to plan."
After a long time since Jarl Ulfric sent the axe to Whiterun, he’d later hear that Jarl Balgruuf had returned the axe he had given him in order to give him a chance for no Nordic blood to be shed. Jarl Ulfric began to become furious with the weak Jarl’s decision as he’d call for his General, Galmar, to the war room to inform him of the news.
Ulfric: "You were right Galmar."
Ulfric: "I'm in no mood to joke."
Galmar: "Give the word, my lord, and we see that Whiterun is yours."
Ulfric: "Whiterun is only a means to an end."
Galmar: "I've toured our camp. We're ready, Ulfric... Whenever you are."
Ulfric: "Is any man ever ready to give the order that will mean the deaths of many."
Galmar: "No. 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. And these men and women - they call themselves Stormcloaks because they believe in you... They're the meanest, toughest bunch Skyrim has to offer. And they want this. They want this as much as you do. Perhaps they want it more."
Ulfric: "You're certain we're ready to do this? Whiterun's army will no doubt be bolstered with Legionnares if they do decide to. And those walls around Whiterun are old, but they still stand."
Galmar: "We're ready. And I might be old myself, but I'll kick them walls down with my bare feet! - if you would only ask me to do it!"
Ulfric: "And I'm sure you could do it, too. Alright. This is it."
Ulfric: "Send the word. A new day is dawning and the sun rises over Whiterun."
Galmar: "Aye, and the sons of Skyrim will greet that dawn teeth and swords flashing."
Ulfric: "So it begins."
- An axe is sent to Jarl Balgruuf of Whiterun to hear a response though as the response was answered and it being war, the Stormcloaks made camp outside of Whiterun constructing siege equipment as they prepare for battle.
- Galmar is sent to rejoin the Stormcloak army
- Windhelm forges continue to construct weapons and armor for the war effort as well as working with food supplies
- Trade begins between Windhelm, Winterhold, and Riften.
- Stormcloak navy fully begins construction
- Due to much need of materials for the smithy and leatherworking. Farmers increase their work in food production as well as leather. The Miners increase work on obtaining more Iron and Steel for the smithy as well as to obtain gold if founded.
- Woodworkers start to increase on chopping wood sending wood shipments to encampments as well as to Windhelm.
- Letters sent to Winterhold and Riften informing them about Jarl Balgruuf’s decision.
- As the Siege/Battle approaches training for more troops are held in Windhelm
- Construction begins at Windhelm with defenses.