Even though I and my colleagues had summoned Daedra before, I always was wary whenever my back was turned to one. As I led her through the halls towards the main chamber, a thought cam
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Nephethys was beginning to lose the sliver of vitality she had left. The dark elf stumbled through the darkness in her undergarments and a single blade in her right. The battle with the dæmon who almost choked her to death left her weakened, almos
The pillar had all but vanished into the ground. But before I could explore this newly accessible area I had to deal with the situation at hand first. A robed figure was approaching from some distance away. It clearly wasn't Nephethys. I was a
The least I had expected was to be attacked by an ally. Out of nowhere, the dark silhouette whirred past me with stunning speed and hid in the shadows beyond. I briefly wondered what it was, for I could tell all the things it evidently was not, w
The Dark Elf Script as it is (or was) used by slavers in and around the region of Tear. It is not known if there exists a separate language for this script specifically or if Dunmeris/Alt-Redoranis is used. From what we know, the direc
The Divine Script is a system of writing that has been observed in oy two instances: On the Eye of Magnus and on the banners and within the black books that are found within the Apocrypha of Hermaeus Mora.
Nephethys awoke alone in a large, foursquare hall, somewhere deep underneath the raging waves of a foul sea. Afore transpired a most dangerous flood of the nearby caves and tunnels that separated her and Shthelith from the poor Thorus, whose arm
Jastinia arrived at Mixwater Mill past sunset only to have Gilfre wake her just a few hours later to begin her work. Not work on greatsword techniques or combat stances. Work. Real work at a real sawmill as Gilfre gave Jastinia instruction
Even in a life of losses, Jastinia’s loss to Torbjorn Shatter-Shield hit hard. She had completed her mentor’s task to forge a new battleaxe. She had believed she was also ready to complete the Stormcloak initiation on Serpentstone Isle. Bu
Returning to Windhelm after gathering elm in Kynesgrove, Jastinia recommitted to completing her battleaxe at Torbjorn Shatter-Shield’s request. Her recent experiences had emboldened her. Whether defeating the brown bear, hearing support fr
After days of forging the new battleaxe at Torbjorn Shatter-Shield’s request, Jastinia left Windhelm to gather wood for its handle. Also, to clear her head after receiving news that reminded her of her mother’s violent death years ago. Wra
To prepare for her Stormcloak initiation of slaying an ice wraith, 16 year-old Jastinia dove headlong into her new training program with her different mentors. Scouts Many-Marshes introduced the Imperial to cold water acclimation in the fr
The replicated insignia above belongs to a Dwemer lexicon, a special type of artifact constructed by the ancient Dwemer, whose language we will examine next.
There is a great deal known about the taciturn metalworkers, engineers and scientists
Encouraged by her Argonian family and driven by a lifelong desire to help Windhelm outsiders like herself, Jastinia marched to the Palace of the Kings on her 16th birthday with one goal: join the Stormcloaks. Despite Jastinia’s Imperial he
Windhelm-born Jastinia didn’t expect gifts or presents on her 16th birthday, but her adopted Argonian family wasn’t going to allow such a special day pass by without celebration. Especially not for the Imperial orphan who hadn’t received a
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"Chdla! Ldil, md!". Those were the first words I heard the scaly monstrosity regurgitate after it had slithered towards us. I can't even begin to emphasise how hideous this foul creature from the depths truly was. A bastard of man, fish and eel am
Straag Rod, Book 1: Fate Goes Ever as it Must, Part 1
Chapter 10: The Eagle
Warning: This chapter contains graphic descriptions of violence. We are talking war time atrocity levels here, so just be aware. It's also weirdly metaphysical. But, what can I