“I am Ralof of the Stormcloak rebellion. Who among you is willing to treat with me?”

“I come baring goodwill to Whiterun... and the bodies of the fallen.” “They came floating down the river this morning, now the stormcloaks come to return them to hands of the guard and the bosom of their home. But here we find the companions, in great numbers, and not a gold sash between you.”

“And in peace we take our leave.” “I wonder how Balgruuf hopes to protect his hold when his very solders can't protect themselves.”