Chapter Twenty- Closing Thoughts
It's been five years since that day- the day many say the Stormcloaks destroyed the Empire. It simply wasn't true, but there is nothing we can do to change what the world might say about us. We can only tell the truth
Read more…Chapter Nineteen- Home
It was odd how foreign it felt to stand upon the Katariah deck and see it entirely empty. The boards of the ship creaked in a haunted, ghostly fashion. There was no bustling of deckhands as they carried out their daily chores, n
Read more…Chapter Eighteen- The Final Battlefield
It wasn't an hour past dawn, but already the square was full of people. Tullius hadn't kept the news of my execution a secret. People of all sorts were gathered before the stage: merchants, beggars, housewives,
Read more…Chapter Seventeen- In Love and War
The air smelled of mold and blood. In the damp, dark dungeon I found myself in, the Legionnaires saw no need to keep the place clean and dry. Everyone housed within the walls was destined to die, so why waste the pre
Read more…Chapter Sixteen: Krosis
“That's incredible...” The orc's words wouldn't be the ones I would choose, but honestly there was nothing else that fully encompassed what had happened in Windhelm. The fall of the Sea Wall, the destruction of life, Ulfric's d
Read more…Chapter Fifteen: Retaliation from Solitude
“Talia!” I heard Ulfric cry out my name. The shout forced my eyes open and had me jumping to my feet. I tried to call out for him as well, but I found myself suffocating on the air around me. It was a thick g
Read more…Chapter Fourteen: Snowhawk
The swamp was just as I remembered it. The mud grabbed at your ankles, bugs bit any exposed skin, and the smell was of decay. I learned very quickly to follow the Nords who lived here as they knew exactly where to walk to av
Read more…Chapter Six: Working for the Legion
It didn't occur to me how exhausting traversing the wilds of Skyrim would be. I had just taken a carriage ride from Solitude to Windhelm and back, a journey that covered a little over half the size of the country an
Read more…Chapter Seven: The Grey Quarter
“Disgusting Greyskin!” The voice of a middle-aged man drifted over the snow-covered bridge that led into the city. It was nearly dawn by the time we arrived at the stables, meaning no respectable person was out during t
Read more…Chapter Thirteen: War on Two Fronts
I sat on the edge of my bed, gripping a muddy, bloody helm in my hands. The liquids had long dried, staining the leather with unorganized splotching. The insignia on the front differentiated it from other helmets. I
Read more…Chapter Twelve: Surrender
“That’s a lot of smoke! Were they planning on burning the place to the ground?!” Kaita called out as we passed the Western Watch tower, forcing ourselves to look upon the city of Whiterun- or rather, the remains of Whiterun.
Read more…Chapter Eleven: The Brotherhood
My eyes shot open as a hair-splitting scream filled the air. I recognized the cry as the voice of Faida. I wasted no time in sitting up, grabbing my sword that laid on the floor beside my cot. I was still in my nightwe
Read more…Chapter Ten: Rescue from Mistwatch
Galmar handled the news as well as expected. I was changing in the upstairs room when I heard the Nordic shouting match from the main hall. The words were muffled by the stone walls, but the reverberation of anger a
Read more…Chapter Nine: Bear Claw
When I regained my senses, I felt a warm hand pressed against my cheek. I instinctively leaned into the gentle touch, finding comfort in my pained state. My head ached terribly, but the feeling was numb compared to when I firs
Read more…Chapter Eight: The King’s Helm
I grunted as Gaius dropped a large sack of flour on my shoulder. The powder from inside puffed out of the small holes in the sack and surrounded me in a white cloud. Frowning, I pursed my lips and tried to blow the clou
Read more…Chapter Five: Dragon’s Tongue
Jorleif met me at the front doors of The Palace of Kings. The steward smiled faintly at me as I approached, like he had been expecting me for a while. The thick-bodied Nord rocked slightly on his heels, moving ever so sl
Read more…Chapter Four: Mara’s Eyes
Leaving the gates of Windhelm in Stormcloak armor brought me more respect than I realized. Even in a city were the rebels were a common sight, the people treated them like war heroes. I was mistaken by nearly everyone as a f
Read more…Chapter Three: The Presence of Kings
If there was one thing I didn’t like about Skyrim, it was how cold the blasted country was. Even in the warmer areas there always seemed to be a blast of frigid air every now and again. Reading about the country’s
Read more…Chapter Two: General Tullius
The creaking of the floorboards outside my door woke me from my slumber. My eyes peeled open and shifted to the doorway in time to see a shadow move past. Glancing to my window, I could tell it was still the early hours o
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Chapter One - Helgen
I could see the smoke and smell the burning of flesh long before Helgen came into view. The rancid aroma was enough to make my stomach turn. I encountered the scent before, but only in passing; never had the stench been so potent
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