Ulfric Stormcloak, the leader of the Rebellion, rested atop the Windhelm throne. A satisfied smile graced his lips. The battle of Whiterun had ended perfectly.

After enforcing his rule in the centermost hold he returned to his own. This victory, while valuable, did not mean the end.

Still, he took the opportunity to laze for a moment. As you enter the Palace, his eyes meet yours, and his grin turns more wolfish. "Stormblade. You've done us well, Whiterun is ours."