The Bear and The Wolf

He a rebel, a Jarl and a warrior of old Nordic traditions in the way of the Voice. Her a warrior of a small guild once built in Cyrodiil now expanded into Skyrim. Born of ritual and bathed in dragon blood she seeks out to free her people from the Empire and anyone who dares threaten them. He the Bear of his homeland, her the wolf of the winds. Entwined in black magic and the gaze of Talos himself. To fight or die, it's their choice

"So your the Jarl?" I question the blonde bearded man. He grabs me by my chains and pulls me close to him, his gaze piercing my body but I dare not to flinch.
"And what tells you that I am?" He asks me. I give him a soft smile and knee him in his balls
"The Fight Reigns in Blood and Smoke, You need to catch up"