As a wood elf I cannot stand the nords and the Empire must stay in power
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I am a wood elf fighting for the Stormcloaks.
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then you are a traitor. Expect a dagger in your back while you are sleeping. I am a master assassin. Long live Morag Tong!
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The Empire tried beheading me. The Empire imprisoned me. The Stormcloaks were there, there to allow me to fight back. I was able to utilize my archery to better Skyrim. LONG LIVE ULFRIC STORMCLOAK
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Well then it is settled. I am also a master archer come find me in the Reach
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No, no, broski. I'll be in Riften, thieves guild. Be there.
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it seems we are at a roadblock, where shall this duel take place?