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Letter from the Stormcloaks
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We have challenged the Imperial dogs to a duel of champions. They are said to be led by a great warrior, but anyone who licks the boots of the Empire can hardly lay claim to such a title.
That is why we ask you to put these fool in their place. Find me in the Palace of the Kings, and I will provide you with the armor of a true champion. Once equipped, you will meet with a garrison of our finest soldiers and put an end to this milk-drinker and his band of imposters.
When the time comes, do not waste your breath with words. Let the fields of Whiterun drink down their blood.