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  • The Chariot

    Previous | Table of Contents | Next The Chariot Flesh. Bone. Blood. Above all, blood. The Masters demanded these tributes, and more. Enough flesh to sculpt a city, enough bone to fertilize a jungle, enough blood to fill a river – Junal-Dar knew this well. He knew it from the scarred, bare crown of h...
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  • Chapter 3 - Escape

    Previous | Table of Contents | Next Escape               The wind was howling. The sky had gone mad, a swiftly churning maelstrom that rained a storm of fireballs upon the town. All around me, Helgen burned – so great was the heat that even the stone walls themselves shrieked and cracked and blister...
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  • Chapter 2 - Helgen

    Previous | Table of Contents | Next Helgen                By the furthest frontiers of Falkreath, beneath the steadfast shadow of Snow Throat, lay the town and keep of Helgen – thatch cottages, smoldering braziers, crumbling watchtowers and all. A solitary waystation, it lay nestled between mountain...
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  • Chapter 1 - The Mountain Pass

    Previous | Table of Contents | Next The Mountain Pass He was still giggling like an idiot when the Pachk-Seelith carved out his heart and ate it.                “Hey, you!”                Gasping for breath, I woke with a start as the nightmare faded along with the heat of Black Marsh. My heart poun...
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  • Prologue - The Fool

    Previous | Table of Contents |  Next The Fool                The sun rose, its fiery rays illuminating Xetalath-Uxil, and the city bubbled under its glare. Clouds of steam condensed in great swells from mud-covered roads, from murky waterways, from Black Marsh itself, mixing in with the sweet and oi...
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