Ulfric Stormcloak

It's not even a question to you. The Jarl of Windhelm certainly had an allure, the fabled stories of how he fought High-King Torygg in fair combat are quite titillating. You've seen the posters, his auburn mane whipping against the storm of his heritage. Even if this book was a fluke, you're proud to engrave your devotion to the man, to his cause.

The letters are quickly scribbled along the page, your quill nearly puncturing the parchment the ink seeps into. You're left staring at the book in front of you, pondering if you should write in anything else.