Red-haired Thunar grew up poor, weak, and helpless. His father, Signar, was once a proud mercenary-warrior; half-Nord and half-giant. Then one day, he entered into a state of grief that he never left. Around him, nobody knew what caused him to fall
Read more…Hail, adventurers! I just wanted to briefly preface this so that it has some context. I've been working on worldbuilding for a for almost a year now on a world for a planned book series (eventually maybe hopefully possibly) called An Age of Ruin, bas
Read more…So, this is more of a suggestion, since I´m not very good at writing myself, but playing endless hours of oblivion (my favourite of the scrolls games so far) and closing dozens of oblivion gates during a single session gave me an Idea.
So, as a bit o
Read more…The voices, can you hear them? Three Tunes. One; the voice of an ancient Dwemer Architect. He calls himself simply, the architect. Second tune; the voice of a passed member of the order as per tradition. Third tune; reason and logic or balance “ho
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