The war in the west isn't going well. The Legion is losing and its dream of making New Vegas the new Rome is crushed. The forces of the NCR are closing in on the Legion capital, Two Sun. Caesar is dead and
A/N: So i originally shared this in the server for teldryn Tuesday, then half seriously brought up posting it here to finally contribute to the forge, and the others bullied encouraged me to do just that, this story was started on a whim, has no name
Theryn was chewing on a piece of chicken that he bought in Riverwood as he and Val were walking down the main road towards Whiterun. The journey was peacefull, aside from some deers j
This tale follows the journey of the old and embittered mercenary Joramund - Stormrider. Detailing his adventures and experiences through the County of Bruma and into the no
“497... 498... 499...” I didn't make it a habit to have my employers count out my pay in front of me. It was time-consuming, boring, and unprofessional. For sleazy merchants like Augor Drav, I made an exception. I
The sun was setting behind the Reach as Val and Theryn finaly saw the gates of Riverwood, a small lumber village a few miles north of Helgen. Theryn pulled Val closer to him.
The ivory world was tinted in a brilliant shade of blue. The sun had not yet risen over the mountaintops, but whispers of its light surrounded the landscape in a cerulean hue. The blizzard deposited inches of the fluff on ever
"Ahrk fin scrollle lost prodah do ved wingge ko fin krah, tol rul brothedro win kein come fundein! alduin, feyn do kings, kruziik vokun staadnau, voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lein!"
"Far back in the Meretic Era, Nords fought a long and bloody war against their Dragon masters. Legendary heroes managed to defeat the Dragon King, Alduin the World Eater. But, Alduin was not destroyed, simply
I greatly misjudged the time it would take us to reach the border of Skyrim. Even with our support, Hirendor wasn't able to move fast at all. I personally didn't mind it too much, as it gave us ample opportunity to talk, but h
The following morning, Bronmir and Throngarr left the Four Shields Tavern and headed south-east, back across the Dragon Bridge, turning north-east at the fork
Written in honor of Curse's Skyrim Character Build: The Wolf Spider
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In a more benevolent world, this account of the terrible incidents that transpired would tell of my family, friends and fellow village dwellers being utte
Tinos Ondryn smiled wider than any Dunmer that Daria had ever seen. The smile almost looked natural on his gray face, soft and round for a Dunmer's. Only the red eyes gave it away, his gaze as fixed and forced as all the other instructors sh
Sherlene Thibaus was trekking through the fresh snow as her team of four followed suit. The breton had endured this miserable cold from the blizzard for hours on end, but she wasn’t about to let her trail go cold. Doesn’t matter if it’s the treachero
Aldmeris is, aside from Ehlnofex, perhaps one of the oldest mortal languages we know, outclassed only by the Daedric and Dovahzul immortal languages in terms of sheer antiquity. Aldmeris is the ancient ancestral language to all other forms o
His eyes couldn't help but linger on me it seemed. Walking from the fire, I could feel his gaze bore into my back like the hottest of flames. When I returned with kindling, I found myself staring right into those brown an