These ancient runes have been recovered from various, old headstones strewn about all over Skyrim. Some researchers say that these runes come from the Atmoran people who inhabited Skyrim very long ago.
When I emerged back into Tamriel, it seemed that no time had passed in my absence. During interdimensional travel I fell into a blissful, unconscious state. Still recovering from my delirium, I identified my immediate surroundings as the very chamber
Mage Script is what scholars are referring to whenever they speak about the magickal and very obscure alphabet that is only ever seen in the writings of an ancient mage who went by the name of Shalidor.
Falmeris, the ancient language of the last people of the Snow Elves. A long time ago poisoned and enslaved by the Dwemer, what remains of them are scraps of their tongue and stories in the history books.
Hasir fell, for what seemed like a long time, through pitch blackness. Before he could contemplate where he was, a strange yet familiar land came into view. A voice called to him. He followed the voice to a rather impressive-looking tree. Thee voice
When the amber liquid touched their lips, Hasir and Inigo were seeing stars. Hasir felt like his tail was being pulled forcibly out of his mouth while Inigo's color drained from him. They saw a universe unborn and, to Hasir, a lush greenland met his
Should’ve known he’s with a pirate crew, now here I am, left to rot in a store room filled with fined moon sugar, skoomas and Divines know what other ‘honest earned goods’ lying around here, I bet that bastard of a captain trying to negotiate about
Hasir, Inigo and Nahid hurtled down the cone to Hircine knew where. A few minutes later, and after many twists and turns down the kaleidoscopal funnel, they got deposited onto a strech on barren sand populated with strange looking tents flanked on ei
Hasir, upholding the injured khajiit, followed behind Tigress, her mother and Xingxiao as they ascended the pagoda. They stopped at the door beyond Tigress' chambers when they heard a noise of metal on wood. Hasir propped Inigo up against the wall, d
Wulinh's group, already skilled with the bow went first, as a sort of demonstration for the archery yearlings. All four bow afficianados hit their targets with surprising precision. They stood back and lent on their bows as they watched the other gro
Tigress awoke earlier the next morning, eager to see what masterr Xingxiao had in store for her. She got dresss in a red and gold kimono, matching pantts and shoes. After she dressed, she exited the room threw the hang curtain depicting a dragon figh
The companion's ship, the Scarlett proceeded toward Akavir at breakneck speed. The waves battered the ship as if it were a toy a khajiit had a strange infatuation with. The sails were pregnant until the sheer force of the gale assaulted them as the
Tigress was in the middle of her after dinner training regimine when a heavy hand pounded on her door. She steadied the bag which depended from three metal hooks in the ceiling. She opened the door to reveal a orage and black striped cat who told he
Hasir followed Ceralyne, with Inigo walking reluctantly behind them, back to the castle exterior where she turned left and entered a rather derelict funeral home with crooked-looking wood paneling and fade green gothic wallpaper. The elf ignored this
Hasir saw his consciousness mold into various forms as his mind rattled off the frantic possibilities of his impending early dimise. An image formed in his mind window and widened. The argonian found the ground advancing fast. The next thing the argo