I felt like I should make a Game of Thrones crossover. I don't know why, I just felt like I had to. Also, this story is following the story of my Dragonborn, who joined the Stormcloaks and made Skyrim an independent nation with Ulfric as high king. I have not actually completed the Liberation of Skyrim quest line, but the Dragonborn does not appear in this story, so I don't have to remember anything from that, just that the Stormcloaks now rule Skyrim.

P.S., my Game of Thrones knowledge isn't really that good. Forgive me if I forget a few things or get some things wrong.


Winter is Coming

Chapter 1:

The Second Civil War


Ulfric Stormcloak sat in in his throne in the Palace of the Kings in Windhelm, thinking. It had been three years since the Skyrim Civil War. Three years since the Dragonborn aided the Stormcloaks in ridding Skyrim of the Empire and the Thalmor, making Skyrim it's own sovereign country, and placing Ulfric in the position of High King. Of course, the Jarls still had to vote for him as high king during the Moot, but Ulfric was eventually chosen. Ulfric's old headquarters in Windhelm was now essentially Skyrim's capital. The old capital in Solitude is now governed by Jarl Elisif the Fair.

As high king, Ulfric now managed pretty much all the affairs in Skyrim, save for what the Jarls of the different holds could do themselves. Many problems had been presented to him. First was the peace treaty with Arendelle, just south of Skyrim. Then there was the report of hostile dragons still roaming around. Then there was the recent war with the Thalmor. Just a few days ago-

"High King Ulfric." said a voice, snapping him out of his train of thought and bringing him back to the present. He looked down from his throne to see Galmar Stone-Fist, Ulfric's housecarl.

"What is it, Galmar?" asked Ulfric.

"I was told by you to inform you of any international events occurring near Skyrim."

"Yes, that is true. Do you have something?"

"Yes, High King Ulfric. Across the western sea is another continent separate from Tamriel. Westeros, it is called."

"And?"

"Civil war has broken out, similar to what happened here in Skyrim three years ago." Galmar handed Ulfric a small stack of paper.

Ulfric took the papers and read them, learning about the continent of Westeros and it's recent civil war. He learned about the treachery of the Lannisters, especially king Joffrey when he, in a sense, murdered lord Eddard Stark. He learned of the Stark's fight against the Lannisters for the Iron Throne, the throne that sat the king. Indeed, from everything he could see, Westeros was experiencing the same problems as Skyrim did years ago.

"Should we do anything, High King Ulfric?" asked Galmar.

Ulfric thought for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, yes we should. How many Stormcloaks are fighting the Thalmor as we speak?"

"Around 40,000 at the moment."

"And we have how many free?"

"Somewhere between 20,000 and 50,000."

"Alright, I've made my decision." said Ulfric, sitting up straighter in his throne. "Get me some paper and ink."

Galmar did so, and soon Ulfric was writing down a royal proclamation. When he was done, he handed it to Galmar and said, "Send this message to all of Skyrim. We are now allied with the Starks in Weseros, and are to aid them in their war against the Lannisters. No family should be abused and put through that much trouble. Not even if they were Imperial."

"Of course, High King Ulfric." said Galmar. "How many troops are we to send?"

"Half of our dormant forces."

"Half? But we could need them should the Thalmor get the upper hand-"

"To hell with the Thalmor. We can beat them with the troops already fighting them. You of all people should know that."

Galmar nodded and bowed. "should we send a commanding officer?"

"Yes. You."

Galmar could barely hold back an excited smile from the though of fighting again. "I would be honored to serve the Stormcloaks in battle again."

Ulfric nodded. "You may also pick two other commanders to go with you, just in case. Go now, Galmar Stone-Fist. Talos guide you."

Galmar nodded and left the main hall. When he was gone, Ulfric called for his steward, Jorleif. And I must meet with the Lannisters and the king of Westeros. he thought. Maybe I can sway them a bit before they find out we are aiding the Starks.


Ulfric sat back in his chair, feeling the rock of the ship beneath him as the stars shined overhead.

"We're almost there, High King Ulfric." said the captain. "About two days until we reach King's Landing."

"Good." said Ulfric. "And Galmar will reach the Starks after we meet with the Lannisters?"

"Yes, they arrive about a week after us."

"Good." said Ulfric, heading to his cabin to get some sleep.


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