I burst through the door of the herbalist’s shop in Evermore, my eyes darting through the shelves searching for Marie. I’d come as quickly as I could from the palace; between the whirlwind cloak I had summoned and the run across town, I must have loo
Four souls in a wooden dinghy were all that remained of the Order of the Lamp.
A far cry from the days of the Mages Guild, when thousands clashed with Mannimarco’s necromancers and undead. Or even during the Great War, when my father and I lead a 4-sc
It was early evening when the Northern Maiden arrived in Raven Rock. Magnus hung low over the western horizon, casting the distinctly Dunmer architecture, ashen soil and volcanic cliffs in a soft red glow. I was eager to get off the ship and into som
A quintet of hoofbeats thundered across the Dragon Bridge as night fell over Haafingar. The waning moons above provided little respite from the darkness, pierced only by shining magelights hovering above our column. Our mounts did not slow for the si
Runa woke to the soft shink of metal on metal, the smell of succulent meat being cooked gripped her nose and pulled her from her slumber. Happily relenting Runa allowed the enticing scent to drag her to her feet into a draugr-lik
Hey guys, I used to be active on "Skyrim Blog" back in 2013 when I was 14. I did a couple mildly popular builds and had a writing series called "The Last Witch Hunter" (This was before that shitty Vin Diesel film of the same name came out).
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
I am aware that my present residence within this dank and rather musty home for less upstanding folk of the holds chips away at the overall credibility of my narrative. Notwithstanding my criminal heritage and the deeds that have ultimately brought m
The civil war is a growing blight on the land of Skyrim. An open wound, festering on the horizon and gifting nothing but pain to those who's path it crosses. Yet sand worn feet dare to tred on blood soaked snow, and from this pain a glim
I turned around, ready to tell of my newfound revelation pertaining to the strange pages, only to find that most of the volumes that had been present fell to dust as Shthelith's relentless trying had transformed the shelves into small deserts of b
It had been the fourth skirmish of the day. The few remaining trained longbowmen of the Sixth and Seventh Legions loosed arrow after arrow at the backs of their already retreating enemy. The
If you are upset by dark themes, crude language, or vivid descriptions of violence and death or blood, I would advise you to give this story a miss. All of this is included with purpose and not gratuitous or glorified, but if those sorts o
My name is Allaine Gensai Yagyu. I am what the Akaviri refer to as a samurai. They were the warrior-nobles of the Akaviri. Though Redguard by birth, I am Nibenes
The thunder of an angry mob outside her tower window awoke the Wood Elf from her deep sleep with a jolt. Lyra grumbled mournfully, rolling onto her back to stare at the ceiling while she allowed her thought