The 4E 201 midsummer sun blazed through the icy slopes of the Jerall mountains as Eljar and some other young Samurai grabbed the loot left by the Shinigami to be taken to their commander-senpai. After that, they would present the report to the Daimyo
It was a cold damp night in a Nordic barrow somewhere in the Jerall mountains. It smelled like moss and decomposing wood. Only faint noises like droplets and slow footsteps can be heard. It was dark, but she could see very well in darkness as if it w
Ivriel - Witch Arrow A full Backstory
(Skyrim - 17th of Last Seed, 4E201, The Rift near Ivarstead)
Moss green eyes locked in a mournful stare. A lingering kiss on the forehead. A scarlet red cloak fluttering in the wind amidst a wash of silver- gold lo
Read more…*~Sorine Jurard~*
I awoke to the sound of knocking at my door.
“What time is it?” I groaned, pulling the furs closer to my face. It felt early in the morning, something along the lines of six or seven.
“Around eight in the morning,” came the voice of
Read more…Characters:
Protagonists:
Rayna – The Necromancer – 27 – Human, Female (Main Char.)
Rheon – The Sorcerer – 40 – Human, Male
Nyla – The Summoner – 29 – Elf, Female
Alann – The Psychic – 32 – Elf, Male
Rook – The Ranger – 33 – Human, Male (Major Char.)
Fi
Read more…Disclaimer: This story is not set in the TES universe, rather in a world of my own creation. Please tell me if this is not allowed.
Rayna's long, crimson robes swirled around her legs as she marched down the corridor to the Arch-Magi's quarters in the
Read more…(Finally, I've entered something into this community, I can sleep soundly now. Anyways, this may be a series I'm starting.. maybe, kind sorta... possibly.)
A house-
Burns.
Its residents' blood staining the cold white snow.
From the deluge- an Orphan is
Read more…Drake sat on the bench outside the hospital room, staring at the floor with unblinking eyes. He was ignoring his friends standing yards away speaking amongst themselves. Yusei was the most talkative.
“It’s… not looking good,” he said in a grim, qu
Read more…*~Isran~*
“AAAGGGGHHHHH!!!”
The vampire screamed his lungs out once more as the knife cut deep into his chest. Blood now almost caked his skin and legs. The only light in the room, a lone oil lantern, gave me a good look at the sniveling creature on
Read more…A story of love and loss during the civil war. The Dragonborn's choice truly affected all citizens of Skyrim. This is one citizen's tale.
Viarnil followed the dirt path slowly, letting every footstep resonate through him. The leftover rain from the ni
Read more…Chapter 3: Forsworn
Bronmir drank deeply from a water skin while Throngarr stoked the flames of the fire they had built not an hour hence. He shivered. He knew Skyrim would be cold but this was far from his expectation. The older warrior laughed deep
*~Xian-Krie~*
Five long days of traveling had passed before finally arriving at Fort Dawnguard in the afternoon. The damn Thalmor didn’t make the first day of traversing any simpler. True they had their deaths coming but it didn’t mean it was easy, e
Read more…~*Xian-Krie*~
Solitude had changed from having a quiet night to one full of cries of agony and desperation. The vampires and their thralls numbered a small few (12 in total in fact), taking their time with the guards that stood in their way.
“We
Read more…The Journey of Jeanna Mannav, Knight Cleric of the Nine.
Part Two – Uthgerd the Unbroken
Jeanna awoke with a groan. She sat up slowly, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Her stomach growled and her throat was parched. Dammnit. There’s probably not mu
Read more…~*Xian-Krie*~
“Will this do?” Serana asked, picking up a nirnroot.
“Absolutely not. Nirnroots are poisonous,” I replied with a shake of my head.
It took a little over an hour for Serana and myself to make our way down the mountainside and into
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 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 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
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