Shadewood I know the pieces fit

Tulok continued to work as his brother spoke of their plans. He was quiet for a few moments as he considered Alduin's words. They knew what they were to do, but it was up to them to figure out how exactly to execute their orders. His mind had been filled with only that during their entire trip; the deagon had thought of it so much, that it filled his dreams. 

We should gather information first, he finally answered. There are only two of us; it would be foolish to try anything else. He broke the branch beneath his paws that he had been struggling with. We need numbers and an advantage; those things take time. It would be calculated chaos—his favorite.