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Valkyrie dressed herself quickly, suiting up in her Wolf Armor before exiting her bedchamber.

"Matriarch!" exclaimed Ma'Khenro once he saw her. "Those dragon fanatics are at our doors!"

"Pfft", scoffed Valkyrie. "It takes more than a bunch of men in robes to put a stop to this heart. Bring me Frostbite and I will show them just what I think of them and their precious, little cult."

"Yes, Matriarch!"

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"Alright, you bastards!" growled Torsdolk as he burst his way into the Berserker quarters of Whiterun. "How about we go crack ourselves some cultist skulls open?"

"Yeah!" roared the burly warriors in unison and grabbed their axes from the racks along the walls of the barrack, eager to spill some blood.

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Halvar walked along the quarters of the Stalkers, an infantry band mostly consisting of stealth-based warriors. Quite deadly up close...

"Assassin scum!" snarled Halvar. "Are you just going to lie there and wait until those dragon-fucking retards are at our doors? Go and do your bleeding duty!"

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Juliana, who was a fully-fledged Ghost-Wolf warrior headed over to the quarters where she, Ma'Khenro and Halvar usually slept. The students, the future Ghost-Wolves, were still asleep and she was reluctant to disturb it. But this was an excellent opportunity for them to show their worth.

"Wakey wakey, my little moonbeams! The keep is under attack and it's high time to prove yourself worthy of the title of Ghost-Wolf. Each of you who brings me back the heart of the attackers will receive and honorary reward!"

As soon as she had spoken there was a sudden storm of eager students rushing past her with swords in hand.

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The warriors of Clan Bone Obelisk, Clan Frost-Fang, Clan Wraith's Paw, Clan Ghost Oak and Clan Snow-Fox were all gathered out in the courtyard, observing as the warriors of Clan Ghost-Wolf barred the gates and positioned themselves upon the parapets, ready for the incoming battle.