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  • T.B.C. Chapter 28 - Something Personal

    *~Xian-Krie~*                                                                      Frost Fall 27, 4E 203   “Agai...
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  • T.B.C. Chapter 27 - Welcome to Oblivion

    ~*Serana Volkihar*~                                               &nbs...
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  • T.B.C: Ch. 26 - A Warning

    *~Isran~* Frost Fall 21, 4E 203   “You’ve got to be joking,” I mumbled.   “Afraid not Isran,” Agmaer replied. “Ruunvald was… weird.”   “So you’d have me believe.” I glared and pointed at the surrounding Vigilan...
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  • T.B.C: Ch. 25 - Heart to Heart

    *~Serana Volkihar~*  Frost Fall 19, 4E 203   Bitterness. Tasteless. Gray. Bleak.   Damn Windhelm was depressing and we just walked through the gates!   It may have been Frost Fall but the wind was already sending chills down even the hardiest of Nords in the city. A light ...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 24 Excavation

    ~*Lights-in-Shadow~*   The camp was desolate, void of people and noise save for the occasional breeze and biting wind. A couple of tents were fully made with belongings still contained within. The only sign of life was the smoldering fire pit before us.   “This sure paints an eer...
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  • To You, Dad

    ~*Xian-Krie*~   I stood before the crude mound of the grave, eyes to the ground and narrowed in sorrow and grief. I still couldn’t believe he was gone; he, mom, and my brother.   What I hated most about it was me.   I put them there for what other way was there?   W...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 23 - A Kindness

    ~*Xian-Krie*~   Did Serana really believe she could hide her problem from me?   She kept it extremely well hidden, nothing short of extraordinary. Staving off the intense urge to drink in an instant was a feat worthy of praise. Self-control was something several passive vampires I met ...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 23

    ~ Next time in The Bounty Chronicles ~   "So I'm an undead now? An unfeeling creature?!" Serana's voice dripped with anger and annoyance. She sounded like a growling animal, banging the sides of its cage daring to be released. "Am I?"    "Did I fucking say that? Did I say you did ...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 22 - Preparations

    ~*Agmaer*~   I believe before all the vampire attacks started to manifest I once or twice called my life boring. Oh how wrong of an assumption! Not much time had passed the commotion between Xian and Lights that we received news of a dragon had attacked Riften. Everyone could see the smoke fr...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 21 - A Dark Reveal

    WARNING: Adult themes   Harkon Volkihar   There is nothing like heading to a meeting between two of one of the strongest vampire clans alive. What made the experience all the better was simple really. They had grand taste in where to hold it.   The pristine, white marble pillars...
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  • Union of the Bounty Hunter: Part 3

    Night consumed all, enveloping the land, rocks and trees with its dark embrace. The only lights that pierced through the veil were the moons, Masser and Secunda, and a simple camp fire.   The smoke snaked its way into the air, taking with it the aroma of cooking meat. And something else, some...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 20 - Hunger

    ~*Serana Volkihar~*   That fucking idiot of an Argonian!   I am a damned vampire- a Volkihar for fuck’s sake!- not some maiden to be told what is best! I finally had a life to live after being cooped up in a cave for Bal knows how long and there is no way I’m going to run i...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 19

    *~Xian-Krie~*   Serana was unique, even among vampire kind.   Not bloodthirsty, hungry for power or vengeful, to an extent, like many others of her species. I may have been biased but the facts do not lie. Very few vampires in history were of pacifist nature and those that were hid the...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 18

    *~Serana Volkihar~*   “Well this is nice,” I said trying to make small talk. Xian and I had just left Fort Dawnguad with over five-thousand gold in tow. The sun was till high in the air above us, bright yellow and orange beams barely visible warmed everything, casting shadows seve...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 17

    *~Vingalmo~*   That buffoon of a vampire! I hissed. Why Lord Harkon left Orthyjolf in charge of the castle is beyond me. But at least he left very specific instructions before heading… where ever he went.   It was very unlike Lord Harkon to leave the sanctuary that was his castl...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 16

    ~*Xian-Krie*~   Down the hatch, I though as another drink slushed its way down my throat. The mead was unfortunately weak, but the Argonian Bloodwine more than made up for that. It was a lovely blend of what I enjoyed about Black Marsh with a hint of foreign meddling. My tolerance of the drin...
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  • Back then...

    Back then, everything was sort of simplistic, Back then, everything was sort of easy to deal with, Until it happened. We, my mother, father and me, gave ourselves to the Daedric lord Molag Bal. Then everything became complicated, Then everything became hard to deal with. My father became far...
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  • ToC: The Bounty Chronicles

    The Bounty Chronicles "Go on, I enjoy a moving target." Xian-Krie has faced many enemies over his life in Cyrodiil and in Skyrim. And why shouldn't he have? He is the Dragonborn after all with a great occupation. This Dragonborn is a Bounty Hunter above all his other titles. A hunter-and-tracker...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 15

    *~Lights-in-Shadows~*   One could always find my nose in a good book. There were so many out in the world and in many different languages of the inhabitants of Nirn. Such history, such lore of every known people.   But my favorite, by far, were the spell tomes.   Each one book w...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 14

    *~Sorine Jurard~* I awoke to the sound of knocking at my door. “What time is it?” I groaned, pulling the furs closer to my face. It felt early in the morning, something along the lines of six or seven. “Around eight in the morning,” came the voice of Talen-Jai. “Xian...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 13 - A Moon's Glow

    *~Harkon Volkihar~* The moon shone brightly this night, the red waves of energy given off felt electrifying on my skin. Watching Masser rise higher and higher into the black, starless sky from the peak of the castle gave me such a thrill. Unfortunately more pressing matters were plaguing my mind. N...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 12

    *~Xian-Krie~* The rocking and jarring of the cart bolted me awake from a momentary daze. The creaking of the wood bounced off the nearby rocks and mountain faces making me feel like I was in a type of chasm. Oh Whiterun Hold, why do you have many obscure mountains in your tundra? Ugh… Sori...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 11

    Author's Note: Graphic Theme   *~Isran~* “AAAGGGGHHHHH!!!” The vampire screamed his lungs out once more as the knife cut deep into his chest. Blood now almost caked his skin and legs. The only light in the room, a lone oil lantern, gave me a good look at the sniveling creature o...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 10

    *~Sorine Jurard~* I panted; heavy and weary breaths escaping into the open world as Nimhe went in Xian’s direction. Maybe it was the panting that obscured my vision, but I could have sworn I saw the insane lizard grin a little. Was the son of a bitch having fun with this!? How could anyone ha...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 9

    Serana Volkihar The wet sloshing of boots drowned out the buzz of the insects and croaking of the wildlife as I trudged through the swamp, the heat of the sun warming my back up to unpleasant temperatures. Thankfully with my hood up it would not burn my face nor nearly blind me. The last few days w...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 8

    Sorine Jurard “Alright Argonian, what I would like now would be an explanation,” I said. That someone at random would come up to me and speak of Isran and his group of Dawnguard, than a lecture is definitely needed. That man’s methods never really sat well with me or anyone else ...
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  • A Certain Shine

    A Certain Shine   Stored away within this humbled pouch of mine It does not compare to that which freely comes with me For within this little pouch of mine Is nothing more than something free.   That which follows me freely Adds a specific light in my life Something worth more than any contract Some...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 7

    Xian-Krie Ahh, the Reach. If there weren’t any Forsworn roaming around like a pack of wild animals it would be almost beautiful, I thought. The rocking of the carriage jostled myself and the driver where we sat, nearly throwing us to the ground. The sun beat down of the surface giving the lig...
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  • Union of the Bounty Hunter: Part 2

    Aela stared hard at Xian for a few seconds before she blurted out a much simpler question. “You’re not going to tell us are you?” Xian gave her the slightest nod as he smirked at her. “No.” Aela’s eyes closed and her head wobbled side to side while she balance...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 6

    Xian-Krie Five long days of traveling had passed before finally arriving at Fort Dawnguard in the afternoon. The damn Thalmor didn’t make the first day of traversing any simpler. True they had their deaths coming but it didn’t mean it was easy, especially with what I had experienced pre...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 5

    Xian-Krie The morning sun peaked its way through the green trees and kissed the side of my face, waking me from my deep slumber. Glancing up from the bedroll I could just make out Serana doing the same; her hood quickly covered her head. “The sun bother you that much?” “Well it&...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 4

    Xian-Krie Solitude had changed from having a quiet night to one full of cries of agony and desperation. The vampires and their thralls numbered a small few (12 in total in fact), taking their time with the guards that stood in their way. “We need to spread out and thin their numbers,” ...
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  • Union of the Bounty Hunter: Part 1

    The members of the Circle sat around the long tables, tankards full of mead and ale. Sotek, who was sitting on his step as usual, lifted his mug and guzzled down almost half of the drink. Giving a satisfied sigh, the green Argonian laughed and back talked with his pack. Aela sat beside him, arm arou...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 3

    Xian-Krie “Will this do?” Serana asked, picking up a nirnroot. “Absolutely not. Nirnroots are poisonous,” I replied with a shake of my head. It took a little over an hour for Serana and myself to make our way down the mountainside and into Hjaalmarch. Now within the swamps...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 2

    Xian-Krie “Who…. who sent you?” The vampire’s question was not what I was expecting. Normally the blood suckers would have attacked by now, but she didn’t. Why? “Who,” I asked, flexing my right hand to try and dull the pain, “were you expecting?&rd...
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  • The Bounty Chronicles: Ch. 1

    Xian-Krie   Thew!   The arrow pierced through the air, straight and true, puncturing the vampire’s left eye. She could not let loose a sound, the head destroying the brain. Dropping to the ground like a stone, her partner had his warning, readying himself for any threat, sword in...
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  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 2 ~ Chapter 6 - Reunion

    Amelie “How is your shoulder, Myst? Does it feel alright?” Sitting in Myst’s quarters, above the Hall of the Elements and Arcanaeum, the College of Winterhold’s library filled with books that it almost rivaled the library in High Cliff’s castle, the Argonian was applying a green paste to the part of...
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  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 2 ~ Chapter 5 - The Choice

    Wergar “There, that wasn’t so terrible, Opal,” I said to the Pantherlady. For several days I had been interrogating the Beauty of Bast for information. Using her children as leverage, and a bargaining tool, she told me how to sail safely to the continent. That included the signals required to bypass...
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  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 2 ~ Chapter 4

    Myst Frost-Borne         “How? How do you know my husband?” Amelie asked, still wide eyes with shock. And she wasn’t the only one. Tolfdir, Nelecar and Dagur shared her look. All eyes locked onto me, waiting for my answer.         I rubbed the back of my head, ruffling the blue feathers atop my scal...
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  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 2 ~ Chapter 3

    Willem         “So, boy… what happened to you?” Balgruuf asked me. Why was this ruler asking what he already knew… somewhat. I was still in steel cuffs when placed before him. Looking to the right, I saw a Dark Elf woman clad in leather armor. Her face had a stern expression on it, like at any wrong...
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  • Tales of Blackwood: The Celestial Light

    Tales of Blackwood: The Celestial Light The moon was full. This was the first of the three day period that it would be so. The training, by the gods, was going to be tough. The Wolf’s student, the Skaal, was a stubborn woman. Both the Wolf and Skaal traveled together, walking a considerable distance...
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  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 2 ~ Chapter 2

    Wergar                 “Where’s my armor and sword, Talen-Jei?” I asked. It had been two days since Opal’s attack on myself and the inn and have since made a full recovery. The Pantherlady had tried to strangle the Argonian couple, but thanks to their scales, they survived. Even Volwulf was recupera...
  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 2 ~ Chapter 2

    Wergar      "Where's my armor and long-sword, Talen-Jei?" I asked. It has been two days since Opal's attack on myself, Talen and Keerava. I've since made a full recovery from the wounds, both from Lex and Opal. The Pantherlady tried to strangle the Argonian couple, but thanks to their scales, and my...
  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 2 ~ Chapter 1

    Myst Frost-Borne      Frost shot from my hands. The icy-cold spell flowed in a continuous pattern, clashing with one of the many black bricks that made up the College; particularly the Arch Mage's quarters. Training myself was almost all I did during the day. Well, that along with teaching and helpi...
  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Prologue 2

    Willem      Have you noticed that each transformation is far different than the first? I've noticed. The first time is always the most... intense. The other times it's benign. I found that out in an explosive way.      First, the blood of the beast; it mingles with your own, becoming hot. After seco...
  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 1 ~ Chapter 6

    Wergar      The Panther strode over to where Keerava, Talen and I were standing. My body took to shaking once again. My knees failed me, causing my Argonian friend and I to fall forward. Talen went for us, trying to catch.      "Oh come now Wergar, surely you cannot be scared of me? You've faced Leo...
  • The Gray Wolf Tales: Part 1 ~ Chapter 5

    Amelie      It has been a few days since my waking up in Winterhold's inn. Dagor has been a most generous man, allowing me to have a free room and food; for the time being of course. There would be a way for me to repay him for the kindness shown, but I'm afraid it would be sometime before that coul...
  • The Gray Wolf Tales, Part 1: Chapter 4

    Wergar      My waking scream had me on edge, my voice quickly dying down. My whole body began to shake, was it from fear or something else that had me trembling? I looked around the area containing me while leaning up from where I laid. A big habit of mine is to know here I am at all times. The wood...
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  • Chapter 3: The Nightmare

    Wergar      They came out of nowhere. The Lionguard. Their redcloaks flapping behind them as they walked. Moonbrand was in my hand without a second thought, the white blade gleaming in the sun's light. I knew that the castle meadow would become a place of blood and death. Looking out over the meadow...
  • Chapter 2: The Warm Awakening

    Amelie      He and I were standing in the meadow. Our castle meadow. The morning sun was letting off its rays to the land below and beyond. Holding me in his arms, we traveled to the center-piece. The pink and purple flowers began to flow to the breeze, as did my white and his black hair. We embrace...
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  • Chapter 1: The Lion and the Fortess

    Wergar      It has been a few days since encounter with the Lion. I was following up on a rumor that was spreading like a forest fire. Apparently, there were men in golden armor and wielding "shiny" swords. They were camped out within the Rift, a fort called Treva's Watch. It'd be good to have a lit...
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  • The Wolf

    This is my first time adding a blog post on this sight. I figured I'd give you people something my mind cooked up. Criticism is welcomed. I hope you enjoy this tale. ~~~~~~~ The Wolf The sun was now setting. It peeked beside the mountain that lay in its way, as if trying to sneak a peak at somethin...
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