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The Lost Era - Table of Contents

When a strange, giant tree emerged from underneath the Imperial City and brought down the White Gold Tower, the residents of Cyrodiil felt a shift happening deep inside them. The deceased rise from their graves, and murdered townsfolk return, changed

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Corvus Rem: Chapter 4 - Act IV

Corvus slowly makes his way out of the murky cave and finds himself in the woods in the dark. From the entrance of the cave, he sees the main road and proceeds to walk towards it. As he is walking, he hears rustling noises in the woods. He turns his

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C.o.t.W Chapter 162: The Wolf Within

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Nanaki, Inigo and the grey werewolf carrying the tiny Afiq, she may as well've been a flea on his fur, darted between rocks and trees in an attempt to throw the advancing guard of their trail, that is, if there were any, seeing none Hasir slowed his

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Silence of the Void: Chapter 5

Chapter V

Lilmoth

The early morning air was drenched and unseasonably chilly in Amuzei’s nostrils as he glared at the dark sky. Vakka, the sun, had not yet begun to rise on the Eastern water and the storm had recouped into a supermassive thunderhead ro

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C.o.t.W Chapter 161: Splitting Hares

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 Ibrahim moved close to the cages and introduced the foxy Argonian and the khajiit to his new roommates.

"Lizard, wait, I guess I can''t call you that anymore, can I? Listen here fox, you and the stupid cat are going to go to the Isles for the impendi

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The Birthday Party?

Little Gaius woke up with a smile. A blue sun kissed the house he and his parents lived in, and he knew that it would be a very special day. Because it was his birthday! Now, birthdays aren't celebrated in every culture across Tamriel but little Gaiu

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C.o.t.W Chapter 159: A Wolf Ensnared

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Hasir gaped at the khajiit, hardly believing his eyes.

Nanaki? You're alive? I saw you die. Last thing I knew, you were working, or 'allegedly' working for, Molag Bal." He pounced upon the red-furred khajiit and drew his dragonbone axe. "Is that still

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