I suppose that's one way to...

The stars are shining down on you!

See? Look above him there. Whoa!

You yield the advantage of higher ground? What are you playing at?

Aye, just love watchin' birdies flutter about my head.

This is our homeland, Tullius. All the blood spilled in this war is on your head.

How can they continue to lead their already meager lives with dark clouds looming overhead?

The sound of our fury is a storm about to break on the heads of our enemies. Our friendship, a cloak of true brotherhood for all who would wear it.

True or not, who would dare deny Ulfric's claim, when the legendary Jagged Crown sits upon his brow?

Found it. Stored in a nook on the upper level. Just above our heads.

Calm, if you don't count the forktail that flew over our heads a few miles back. Passenger got a little restless.

Passed under foot, over head, and I can't even say when it happened.

Their mothership conceals itself above our very heads! Ready yourself, for they are coming!