Rihad's Necromancer
“Teach me.” Shari's request caught me off guard. Out of everything she could have said, through panting breaths she managed those words- words that I was not ready to hear.
“Teach you what?” I asked, trying to play dumb for as long
Read more…Tears of The Nightingales
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INTRODUCTION
Before the Fall of the Thieves' Guild, before the Betrayal of Mercer Frey, there was a last great trio of Nightingales. Gallus,
Read more…Chapter One
Maven Black-Briar was a woman who should never be trifled with. Young, beautiful, rich, powerful, and very hot-tempered, the young Nord was a deadly cocktail. For as long as I knew her, the woman held Riften in the palm of her hand. It mat
Read more…Tales of Darkness
In the remotest gulfs of outer worlds, there lurks an antediluvian evil, bent on the consummation of the known world. Its followers are clad in crimson; its slaves are otherworldly things not of Nirn, Aetherius or Oblivion. They hai
Read more…The Necromancer Cycle
The Darkness holds secrets blacker than night. And from the pits of unfathomable gulfs of emptiness emerges an adversary to all life. The apex predator who preys on the living. To his side rises his protégé, the Necromancer. He
Read more…~~Baurus~~
Corpses of our assailants littered the stone cold floor, blood red robes mixed with jet black armor. Not far from my left, laid Glenroy’s still warm body, one side of his helmet was crushed in. The metallic twang of blood was faint in the a
Read more…Blessings of the Madgod
"Our story begins on the 433rd Year of the Third Era, within the Daedric Realm of Sheogorath, commonly known as The Shivering Isles.
As with the end of every Era, the Greymarch is close at hand, and as per usual the Madgod i
Hey y'all!
This is a little short story for an upcoming build I'm working on! I decided to post it early to get a feel for how people like it and hopefully make sure to answer any questions about this potential Guild before I actually post the build.
Read more…Chapter Four: Meeting the Family
The nightmares that often plagues Arbelle's sleep had mercifully relented, at least that night. For the first time in a very long time, the young Breton had slept well, and awakened fully rested. She had almost forgot
Read more…Only the Volkihar can pull off a mind blowing trick like that. A grown man pulled downward through a frozen lake without so much of a crack on the ice above was astonishing. However, Lady Risa had no time to admire the fiend for Eljar had little chan
Read more…Chapter Three: Welcome Home
In the last week or so, Arbelle and Gabriella had travelled through nearly half the province of Skyrim. Most likely a normal occurrence for Gabriella, but Arbelle hadn't travelled this much since she was a child, long bef
Read more…Chapter Two: Baptism of Fire
A few days later, Arbelle found herself in the ancient city of Windhelm, accompanying Gabriella on some vague task. She hadn't been too specific, and frankly at the moment Arbelle had little reason not to trust Gabriella
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Darkness has awakened in Skyrim.
One year after the Emperor's assassination, the Dark Brotherhood has risen to infamy it has not known in centuries. With such prominence comes the need for new recruits. Young mage Arbelle Fane is one such recruit,
Read more…Chapter One: A Dark Sister is Born
Down in the darkest depths of Riften's Ratway lived a cursed soul in every sense of the phrase. Once a daughter of a proud, well-off family, now condemned to scraping, stealing, and begging just to survive. Orphaned
Read more…Hey y'all.
So after much deliberation- and some affirmation from Lee- I've decided to post this rather short, super emotional story. Please use discretion when ready as it covers a wild range of topics and implies heavier themes such as mental illness
Read more…Joramund I - Blood and Gold
4th Era 201, Cyrodiil, County of Bruma
The war still haunted Joramund’s dreams, even after so many years. The cries of woman and children, of his shield brothers dying. All the pain, suffering and destruction caused by the
Read more…~~Jaciel Morgen~~
As my eyes slowly adjusted to the dimmed darkness, I realized I had made my ‘destination’. A dark musty cell, with a window of sorts well above my reach - moonlight spilling into the cell softly. Rising slowly to my feet, using the c
Read more…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,
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