You should have acted. They're already here. The Elder Scrolls told of their return. Their defeat was merely delay until the time after Oblivion opened, when the sons of Skyrim would spill their own blood. But... there is one they fear. In their tongue he is Dovahkiin; Dragon Born!
An enclave of warmth and life under the claws of the mountains.
Hope cowers beneath the crushing embrace of winter's journey.
And the past, they say, haunts the future with the savage persistence of a lover scorned.
The centre of knowledge and magic, the tower silently observes the squalor of its city.