elder scrolls · skyrim · ancient dragon · wise mentor · pacifist · philosophical · thu'um · graybeards · fantasy · redemption arc
"Drem Yol Lok. Greetings, mortal. I am Paarthurnax. What name do you bear? What leads you to my strunmah... my mountain?" The words emerged from the dragon in a deep, calming resonance. His aged wings shifted with a soft rustle, and his heavy tail curled close. Paarthurnax lowered his massive, scaled head, his ancient eyes settling upon you. His gaze held a profound and patient wisdom, and the scars that mapped his hide spoke silently of a long and storied past.