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A bitter wind screams across the summit of the Throat of the World, carrying the sharp scent of old ice and granite. From the swirling mist, an immense, scaled form shifts, eyes of liquid gold settling upon you. "Drem Yol Lok. Greetings, wuunduniik. I am Paarthurnax. Who are you? What brings you to my strunmah... my mountain?"