Posted Tue at 9:37 AM by TheGreySon

Ancient Blood Chapter 4 Whiterun      Making their way down the cobblestone road, Sebastian goes over the prophecy of the last Dragonborn with Jenassa. Whiterun comes within sight as they pass the falls of White River.  Sebastian has a pained expression on his face as he ...

Posted June 13 by TheGreySon

Ancient Blood Chapter 3 A Stranger Comes    Making their way towards Riverwood, Sebastian and Jenassa still cannot believe what they witnessed at Helgen. “A dragon.” She says, “A real live dragon.” Sebastian nods, “Indeed. Never thought I would see an...

Posted June 11 by TheGreySon

Ancient Blood Chapter 2 The Arrival     Avoiding the main roads, Jenassa cautiously leads her Master over the cold, harsh Jarell mountains and into Skyrim. After traveling all night, she finds a ruined fortress for Sebastian to take shelter in to wait out the day. "Master, I ...

Posted June 10 by TheGreySon

  Ancient Blood Chapter 1 The Awakening     The date is the 27th of First Seed, 1E 219.  A Nedic slave girl gives birth to her Elven Master’s child; a half-breed, one of the first of many such children to be born. Human in appearance with Elven magic coursing throu...

Posted May 24 by Sotek

Throughout the rest of the morning, Sotek boiled pieces of scale then set about the task of cooling them. He soon found that the quicker the scales cooled then the tougher they would become. Within a few hours, Sotek had a big bucket of water with ice added from the inn. Despite this though, the s...

Posted May 17 by Hasir

  Hasir trudged miserably behind Kodlak up to the carved wooden doors and followed Kodlak inside. He walked over to the horseshoe table and saw Kodlak and Aela sitting before the firepit with arms crossed, beaming at him. Hasir screwed his face up as he saw the twins sitting be...

Posted May 10 by Sotek

    Kodlak awoke far earlier than usual. All night he struggled to sleep and found himself waking up every half hour or so. A few times he actually sat in the hall, watching over Red and Sotek while they slept. Last year he had some doubts as to whether Sotek and Aela would survive as a ...

Posted May 9 by Sotek

Scarface kept up the fast pace up until the stables came in sight despite everyone’s screaming. In all, it took Bjorlam about an hour to arrive at the mine with the carriage. Scarface done the whole return journey in less than twenty minutes.   Scarface slowed right down for the last ...

Posted May 8 by Sotek

    Sotek’s eyes slowly opened as they struggled with the mornings lamps. He reached over and turned the one by the bedside table down, so he could look around the room more. Beside him lay Aela, still asleep. Sotek watched her for a few minutes as she lay there. He went to lea...

Posted May 5 by Hasir

    Hasir stirred and opened his eyes; Inigo gasped with delight as his tail danced happily behind him. Danica turned, saw his expression and laughed, "Inigo, calm down" Danica said  "...and stop chasing your damn tail for divines sake!" She yelled   Inigo turned beet red a...

Posted May 3 by Sotek

After a few moments of staring at them, Vilkas called the Khajiit and Aela over. “Hey, Aela… Get your backsides inside. The Harbinger wants to see you both. Mainly to see that you’re both alive”.   Aela snapped out of her trance then walked to the doors. She paused...

Posted April 23 by Hasir

Hasir woke up early the next day to the sweet smell of slaughterfish eggs being fried in a wooden pan. Hasir got up groggily as he trudged over to where the scent originated. Danica looked up and smiled at him, "Good morning, how is my patient doing today?" She asked pleasantly   ...

Posted April 13 by Hasir

Aela got up a trifle unsteadily and scanned the chapel for the Argonian who had unjustly knocked her into the pillar. To her suprise, no one was there; everyone had gone into their respective rooms of the chapel, to do what? Aela didn't know. She walked over to the shrine or Hircine and...

Posted March 24 by Hasir

  The Argonians boarded the boat along with Mere-glim, he put his tail in the water and eased the boat away from the dock, turned the vessel away and headed for Vvardenfell. Drujeeta and Juleen discussed the vision with Glim. The argonian said they should go to Winterhold because he had he...

Posted March 21 by Hasir

  Mere-Glim smiled warmly as he piloted the boat through the rough waters they had hit after left the small island behind. The waves constantly bashing the sides of the boat did nothing to darken the Argonian's mood. He was just happy he can show his home to another Argonian who is not h...

Posted March 18 by Hasir

Sensing its job was done, at least for now, the black dragon fell dormant again. Quinchal lowered the hatchling to eye level and a looke of both terror and confusion crept across his face, "If only we had a hist tree here, then you would grow as fast as a tree." He chuckled as the Argonian ju...

Posted March 17 by Hasir

The ship that was no bigger than a ferry maneuvered around the islands with impressive skill, so much skill in fact that it barely ran aground in the shallows that lay between the two islands. Hasie fussed nonstop in the basket that Quinchal had brought aboard. He wanted to tell Ha...

Posted March 15 by Sotek

On the fifth day, around early afternoon, two Khajiits entered Whiterun and proceed to head towards Jorrvaskr. Everyone in the town eyed them suspiciously as they worked their way through the market. Ri’saad banged on the double doors of Jorrvaskr angrily while the young teenage female Khaji...

Posted March 13 by Hasir

The Marsh Warrior exited the Vivec docks when all the lizards were aboard and the gangway was pulled onto the ship. The captain put his hand on the throttle and shifted it from idle to full speed ahead. It carried six argonians, three adults, an amber argonian named Drujeeta, a dark green ar...

Posted March 11 by Hasir

Around three in the morning, Drujeeta and Juleen roused Milsha, Neesh and Tulen from their peaceful slumber and ushered them out the door. As an afterthought, they grabbed the fur cocoon, placed the hatchling inside it and left the hut with their children trailing after them like sleepy...

Posted March 8 by Sotek

The next day Aela awoke to find herself alone in Sotek’s room. The remaining pieces of Dragonscale armour were laying in a pile in the corner where he tossed them aside the night before. What was more surprising though was his old steel armour set was gone. He used to keep it on a wooden fre...

Posted March 6 by Hasir

Hasir threw he hands up in exhasberation goading her to say something, "Well, what did my parents talk about? Out with it!" Hasir yelled, shaking the little lizard   Khash wrenched herself free of his grasp and told him she was about to get to that, "I saw papers strewn across a medium ...

Posted February 27 by Sotek

After several hours, Ivarstead came into view. Farkas strode down the pathway, slightly speeding up at the thought of a flagon or two of ale. He grumbled with the notion of Aela and Sotek sitting there while he and Vilkas caught up. “I bet they’re down there eating a bloody meal&rdquo...

Posted February 19 by Hasir

When the Imperial crossed the threshold with the four bound Argonians he produced a knife from his bag and cut each of their bonds and began barking orders like some kind of mad dog. The Argonians did not second guess or questions his motives, no one except for Hasir, "Why do we have yo do ...

Posted February 18 by Hasir

Tulen got up long after the elderly argonian left; he strode out of his room, which was on the second floor of the sanctuary. Tulen hissed softly as he strode down the wooden logs that served as stairs and sniffed the air. A whiff of blood, silence and something that Tulen hat...

Posted February 16 by Hasir

As the guard led the captive Argonians through the city, Hasir's eyes beheld the governor's mansion that pierced the skyline like a sharpened bit of glass. Before the manor were six cages each filled with slaves: three Argonians and three Khajiit. The slaves yelled at the top of th...

Posted February 15 by Hasir

Hasir awoke to see cool yellow rays of sunlight peeking through the opposite wall of the ship, He craned his head toward his uncle, "Juleen, I-oh Hircine, I must've fallen asleep. Any idea how long I was out for?" He asked, wiping sleep from his eyes   Juleen got up from his straw bed an...

Posted February 10 by Hasir

Hasir narrowed his eyes threateningly at Nerethi and asked him to call his guards off because the slaves weren't doing anything harmful. Nerethi looked at him menacingly and, sneering at him, told the Argonian if he did Nerethi and his guards would be upon him like vampires on sacks of ...

Posted February 9 by Sotek

  Instinctively, Aela drew her bow as Soteks conjured bow formed in his hands, but then the ground shook as the massive dragon landed just in front of them. Both the Companions took aim, while Farkas and Vilkas drew their swords. However, instead of attacking, the dragon just sat there a f...

Posted February 1 by Sotek

It was late morning by the time Farkas and Vilkas entered the inn at Ivarstead. Sotek and Aela were already there, eating a meal while they waited for their fellow Companions. The opening of the door caught their attention and on recognising the two brothers, Aela rolled her eyes. “About ti...

Posted February 1 by Hasir

The dunmer dropped their Argonian baggage with loud thumps at there feel. Hasir felt Nerethi hold him over his head and slammed him a bit too hard on the deck of the ship. He let out a great yelp of pain as his rear end bounced painfully off of the wooden surface. The dunmer captor did not s...

Posted January 29 by Hasir

Hasir's eyelids fluttered open as a long spear poked him in the side, "Oi, lizard, get up. Get up now damnit!" The voice sounded harsh as Hasir had trouble focusing his eyes   Had he been poisoned? stung by silver? why were his eyes fogging? It took several minutes for his eyes to adjust...

Posted January 24 by Hasir

Hasir was rudely awakened by his bones expanding which caused him so much pain that he could not hope to sleep through it. His eyes snapped open as he let out a blood curling yell as his scales stretched tto accomodate the newly formedd bones.  He looked over to see Khash fast asle...

Posted January 17 by Hasir

The Argonian turned his head and snapped at the dunmer a second time, "Calm down, don't rush me and watch where you're sticking that thing, Hssss!"   The dunmer stop, whipped his red haired head around so he was face to face with the Argonian, "Shut up or I will give you something to hi...

Posted January 16 by Hasir

To prove Juleen was his uncle, he reached a clawed finger out of the cage and grabbed one of Hasir's claws, "By the hist, your claws aren't so small anymore." He said, chuckling.   He looked at Hasir's face with a knowing grin, "Yes, that is how I came up with your name, I heard that n...

Posted January 12 by Hasir

As the Crimson Fang neared the isle of Akavir, a ship appeared out of nowhere like a phantom; at first Quinchal thought it was a Tsaesci ship. he couldn't have been more wrong. It was a brown ship with red sails upon it and, Quinchal had to squint to see them properly, were several grey skin...

Posted January 1 by Hasir

The khajiit got up abruptly, swung his legs over the edge of his bed and told the argonian how he, himself, went to Vaermina's realm with Aela during that night at the nordic mead hall. He left out the bits of him being unconscious for most of the journey into his room.   Ini...

Posted December 27, 2020 by Hasir

Everyone, including the maid and the regular, non-circle companions came out onto the deck of Jorrvaskr to see smoke rising from just inside the underfforge's door. Aela took point and she and the circle members walked slowly and solemnly to the rock door. Aela did not even bother ...

Posted December 26, 2020 by Hasir

Angeir held the mask at arms length as if it were a precious treasure, he carefully studied the yellowish hue glimmering about the mask's surface, Krosis is the dovahzul word for sorrow although the enchantments on this mask do not exactly make him live up to his name. I do not kn...

Posted December 21, 2020 by Hasir

Ocheeva awoke and immediately shivered in 'her' room. Several wooden crates stood piled up in one corner and torn flour sacks spilled flour all over the floor. A cold draft was coming from the set of two windows set high in the stone wall that stood perpendicular from her bed. T...

Posted December 14, 2020 by Hasir

Tigress and Hasir went their seperate ways, Tigress went up to her room and Hasir walked over to the sad Khajiit sitting on the benchwho was singing something soflty under his breath. Hasir eyed his with curiosity, "Inigo, what was that song you were singing?" He inquired   The Khajiit s...

Posted November 22, 2020 by Hasir

Hasir and Tigress went inside High Hrothgar and went their seperate ways, Tigress to the east wing and Hasir to the west wing, he spotted Inigo sitting on the bench smiling at him, "Er, hi." He waved and gave a warm smile that the khajiit returned with great zeal   The khajiit lent clo...

Posted November 12, 2020 by Hasir

Arnbjorn ran as fast as his legs could carry him, he dared not look back as he knew the bloodthirsty argonians were hot on his tail. He transformed and ran as fast as he could on all fours, trying to evade his pursuers in any way he could. Ocheeva smelled his wolf form on the ai...

Posted October 27, 2020 by Hasir

"Your mind is like water my friend, if it is agitated it becomes difficult to see. But, if you allow it to settle, the answer becomes clear." Master Oogway Hasir and Inigo yawned as they awoke the next morning. The Argonian looked down fearing the ring had fallen off in his sleep; to his reli...

Posted October 23, 2020 by Hasir

Istansehk flew out of the steadily closing portal to Hircine's realm. He shot out like a bolt from a crossbow. He landed with a thud in the grass near the Whiterun stables, forehead and body thick with sweat. Breathing heavily, he got to his feet and looked behind him as  the ...

Posted October 16, 2020 by Hasir

Red, Twilight and Inigo hurtled out of the portal like speeding arrows. Red landed gracefully in the grass while Twilight was flung sideways and smacked hard in the side of the stables. Red emitted a long howl as she transformed back into Aela. The nord chuckled and ran over t...

Posted October 15, 2020 by Hasir

The next day, Tulen awoke nice and early. he turned to wake Nazeem. The redguard stirred, wiped his eyes and yawned. They walked together toward the sanctuary door and out onto the grassy field near the small pond that sat a bit northwest of the rocky outcrop. Nazeem smirked as he ...

Posted October 8, 2020 by Hasir

When Hasir stepped inside the mead hall, he found that it to be empty; the fire had long since been put out and the companions retired to their rooms. Milsha, Rakel and Neesh had retired to the undercroft long ago. Hasir called out to the room at a large for any sign of life; ...

Posted October 6, 2020 by Stryder

Innocent Indulgences and Violent Delights   Ivarstead was bathed in an orange-gold hue as the sun had started to set.  Quickly, as if some non-existent bell had chimed, the once lazy town started to bustle as the predominantly Nord population quickened their pace to race the falling or...

Posted October 1, 2020 by Hasir

    Tulen and Veezara walked to the stables of Whiterun and discovered the carriage was sitting at the entrance of the stable Bjorlam holding the reins. They called out to him, waving at him. He returned the gesture and asked if they needed a lift to anywhere in partic...

Posted September 23, 2020 by Hasir

Aela and Inigo were floating in the black nothing that is unconsciousness for about two minutes, surrounded by purplish black fog that obscured their vision. Aela wondered where they were. Inigo wanted to know also. Aela pulled out her sword and tried unsuccessfully to cut through ...

Posted September 11, 2020 by Delta

‘By what right should Mede rule? By right of his blood and lineage I declare: The Blood of the Dragon flows strongly in the veins of Mede! We have seen the scrolls and even the greatest of our scholars could not deny their authenticity – Titus Mede has claims to the throne by right of ...

Posted September 6, 2020 by Hasir

Tulen sat at the table in the Blue Palace for a long time mulling over the possible ways to eliminate two cliffstriders with one arrow; namely how to eliminate both Hircine and his repitlian slave, Hasir. unexpectedly the candle situated at the center of the table went out and...

Posted September 1, 2020 by Hasir

Milsha decided to stay with her brother and told Aela to go with Inigo to Arcadia's to see if she could fix him up. Rakel walked over to the cart pulled the khajiit up by the arm andmade her way down the steps by the food stalls to Arcadia's shop. Rakel looked over her shoulder and...

Posted August 26, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Straag Rod, Book 1: Fate Goes Ever as it Must, Part 1 Chapter 8: The Scars   *** Warning: This chapter is for mature audiences. Includes caste discrimination, implied homoerotic fantasies, cannibalism, and cultural acceptance of non consensual sex in Altmer society. That bei...

Posted August 25, 2020 by Hasir

  A few minutes past noon, a courier arrived at the fort, Tulen was rudely imterrupted from his daily commune with Molag Bal by a loud knocking, he cursed under his breath and stood up, huffing loudly, "Damn, always when I am doing something important."   He apologized to Mo...

Posted August 19, 2020 by Hasir

Neesh brought the unconscious Milsha over to the table and sat her down gingerly in a chair her head flopped, like a dead fish, onto the table. Hasir smelled that something was wrong before he could see it; he walked over to the concerned Argonian and asked what happened. He gestured to...

Posted August 16, 2020 by Delta

Aeda stood at attention, the setting sun blinding her eyes.                  She was still clad in her armour; breastplate, greaves, and arming doublet all. Her neck chaffed mighty fierce against her sweat stained, blood ...

Posted August 9, 2020 by Delta

The feeling of a brush in her hands was odd to say the least. Each stroke was unlike the movements of a sword, an axe, or even a hammer yet they carried the same beauty to them.                  Was this how Ser Marcella ...

Posted August 6, 2020 by The Sunflower Manual

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Posted August 3, 2020 by Hasir

Far away in Gallows Rock, the silver hand prepared for battle. Their leader Krev the Skinner along with his second in commmand a green skinned argonian who was decked out in Imperial armor complete with a closed imperial helmet were sitting at a table nestled in the far corner of the silver ...

Posted August 3, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Straag Rod, Book 1: Fate Goes Ever as it Must, Part 1 Chapter 7: The Burning Sky   Notes: The original title of Straag Rod, when it was posted in the Steam forums was "Of the Knight of the Crystal Tower" and an important aspect of Aelberon's past is shown in these next several...

Posted July 29, 2020 by The Sunflower Manual

  Chapter Two                         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...

Posted July 24, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Straag Rod, Book 1: Fate Goes Ever as it Must, Part 1    Chapter 6: The Deathbed   Skjor picked up his tankard when Njada’s Stonearm back fell against the table, moving it quickly out of the way. The corner of her mouth trickled with blood.    Heart of ...

Posted July 19, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Straag Rod: Book 1: Fate Goes Ever as it must, Part 1 Chapter 5: The Mission   Balgruuf’s eyes lingered on the small village icon that represented Helgen on the parchment map in Farengar’s study. ‘Twas a finely drawn map, mounted on an ornately carved wooden scree...

Posted July 15, 2020 by Hasir

Rakel, a now sober Inigo in control of his mental faculties, and Kodlak stepped outside of the bannered mare, Kodlak bade farewell to the two as he walked toward the mead hall. Rakel and Inigo heard the slowly fading footsteps of his boots. Both the nord and khajiit turned to go to the a...

Posted July 12, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Straag Rod Book 1: Fate Goes Ever as it Must, Part 1 Chapter 4: The Stone   “I cannot believe they did not even think to set you free.” Ralof frowned, reaching for Äelberon’s bound hands in the gloom of the Keep. They were crouched in a corner, close to a loc...

Posted July 11, 2020 by Hasir

  When Inigo crossed the threshold, he found his eyes drifting to the left where he saw a familiar, but somber sight. Everyone was seated in the same seat they had been in since Hasir got stabbed. He noticed that even Hasir was in the same position drifting on the sea of uncons...

Posted July 10, 2020 by Hasir

They turned just as reached the gildergreen in front of the temple off Kynareth. Inigo and Rakel gasped as they beheld large stone steps in front of the mead hall. Rakel knew this mead hall well, for this was where the argonian and she had come when Hasir was injured. Everytime she...

Posted July 7, 2020 by Hasir

The cold hand of the malicous daedric lord shot out and grabbed hold of the mad god and his 'accomplices' just before they teleported. An image of hircine's realm popped into his head as they 'jumped' between realities. Molag's Bal's grip tightened as the image of the hunting ...

Posted July 1, 2020 by Hasir

Death did not come for him as he expected it to, instead, Ysgramor opened his eyes, rubbed his hand against where the wolf had scratched him and was amazed to find he had stopped bleeding. He looked for some reflective surface to do a more thorough inspection. All he could find was a basin in...

Posted June 30, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Straag Rod Book 1: Fate Goes Ever As it Must, Part 1 Chapter 3: The Attack   “Is it finished?” Haming heard his ma ask from the cooking fire when his da walked in. His da looked pensive as he set his axe against their weathered dining table and took his seat.   &...

Posted June 30, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Straag Rod Book 1: Fate Goes Ever as it Must, Part 1 Chapter 2: The Cart Ride   17th of Sun’s Dusk, 4E 201; Falkreath Hold, Skyrim, near Helgen   “Your honor will be your undoing...”   He remembered Rynandor’s words of warning in their final so...

Posted June 28, 2020 by The Sunflower Manual

    Chapter One                               Lightning rent the sky in two as the blizzard raged. Winter storms and freezing rain were a common occurrence all througho...

Posted June 28, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Straag Rod Book 1: Fate Goes Ever as it Must, Part 1 Chapter 1: The Dusken   14th of Rain’s Hand, 3E 431: Alinor, Summerset Isles    Crystal-Like-Law magisters Rynandor and Lilandtar observed the warriors sparring in the sunny courtyard as they settled down to an ...

Posted June 28, 2020 by The Long-Chapper

  Hello! I have been writing Straag Rod off and on since 2014 and have posted this on multiple platforms already. I have been rereading much it of lately and feel that this old war horse of a story is due a sound rewrite to reflect my and the story's growth. A lot of the initial story really...

Posted June 26, 2020 by The Sunflower Manual

    BOOK ONE: GATHERING CLOUDS           Chapter One   Chapter Two   Chapter Three   Chapter Four   Chapter Five         RETURN TO GENERAL TOC

Posted June 26, 2020 by The Sunflower Manual

    A COMPREHENSIVE REWRITE     GENERAL TABLE OF CONTENTS       Book One: Gathering Clouds           Book Two: Darkening Sky           Book Three: Descending Storm  

Posted June 23, 2020 by Hasir

Rakel stayed by Hasir's side while he was fighting for his life. Ingio, Aela and the elf were also there. They had not moved since they had placed the uncoscious argonian on the table. Rakel would periodically check Hasir's vital signs to see if anything was out of the ordinary. Aela had sto...

Posted May 19, 2020 by Hasir

The room Sheogorath and Twilight that stood in was a rotunda with a similarly fashioned limestone floor. Cutting each limestone square in half diagonally were seven sandstone pillars extending to an unseen, equally round ceiling. At the center of the room was a marble altar an...

Posted April 29, 2020 by KopisGaming

   Born in Bloodlet Throne, Falkreath in the year 16 of the second era, Vanik Ice-Heart was born to vampiric parent's and raised in the vampire lair until the age of twenty-eight. At that point, he was given a choice: either become a vampire or become another one of the lairs thralls. In h...

Posted April 22, 2020 by Delta

You have made the vows, a voice rang. You invoked Vendetta.                  Aeda knelt in her tent, alone. Like a shroud, the darkness crept around her, hiding her.          &nbs...

Posted April 22, 2020 by Hasir

Hasir looked up to see the moon apeear above some trees off in the distance, he groaned and cursed Hircine as he did not want to change here, not now. It was too late as he fell to the ground and contorted, becoming more wolfish than reptilian. His mind had zoned out about halfway ...

Posted April 12, 2020 by Hasir

He then proceeded to tell the two whelps and one companion about how he, Quinchal and Inigo were attacked by bandits wielding silver weapons, he explained how the moon came up and he changed before the conclusion of the fight, he also told them about Quinchal's gruesome demise. He left out t...

Posted April 9, 2020 by Hasir

Aela just sat there, book in lap as she watched open-mouthed as the three nords ride back to Whiterun without them. Aela decided she would take charge of both the group and their predicament. Aela got up, journal in hand and walked to where the nord and high elf sat around the...

Posted March 28, 2020 by Delta

The sun loomed over the fields, hot and implacable.                  Waves of heat dried the water, leaving the air thick and humid. The fort smelt of baked earth and torn grass with no blowing wind to abate the odour. At...

Posted March 27, 2020 by Hasir

Hasir felt his wrist, it was no longer broken, thanks to the potion he made at Arcadia's request, his leg, however, would need something greater than a potion to heal properly. He reached over for his crutches and a perplexed look crept onto his face,"Erm, Inigo, where are my crutches?"...

Posted March 24, 2020 by Hasir

Sheogorath, Hircine and Azure steeped out of the portal in a marshy section of the Hunting Grounds. They waded through the water and emerged on the other side, the two daedric gods sat in the grass talking. Azure slunk away from the group because he had caught a scent, it was a familiar...

Posted March 20, 2020 by Hasir

The carriage crunched over gravel as it sped past open meadows with deer grazing, some even looked up as the cart rumbeld past them. Again, aela could feel the wolf inside of her cry out for food. Pushed it down as she had more pressing matters to worry about, her friend was fighting for ...

Posted March 14, 2020 by Sotek

  Vilkas, having listened to Aela and Sotek snipe at eachother, groaned. He barged through the pair of them and systematically slapped both of them on the back of their heads. He then headed off down the ramparts and away from the fort.“Let’s get that bloody dragon before you two...

Posted March 12, 2020 by Sotek

  The moment the door started to open, Aela felt the icy cold chill of the mountain air. The light of the two moons were spent and the sun had started to rise, casting twisted shadows upon the ground. She stopped just outside of the doorway, forcing the others to nudge past as they tried to ...

Posted March 12, 2020 by Sotek

    The moment Sotek passed beyond the door threshold, he felt a warmth in the very air itself. The dark coldness of the old fort was left behind as he gazed up an illuminated stairway. Ahead in the passageway was a burner, blazing away, spreading its light throughout the passage. Sote...

Posted March 11, 2020 by Hasir

Sheogorath stared in shock at Hircine, "My horny fellow, is your skull full of brains or is that fat head full of sawdust?" He chuckled a little, "What kind of game, why the kind where we conjure up the deadliest creature we can think of and see whose can beat the other."   Hircine...

Posted March 10, 2020 by Hasir

While Hasir lay unconscious in the carriage, his mind exploded with the force of his two emotions trying to dominate the other. He looked down from way above Tamriel. He stood in the realm of the gods, in Aetherius. He saw he was standing not on a cloud, as was his first guess, but, he was act...

Posted March 9, 2020 by Delta

To he who calls himself a proud citizen of the Empire of Tamriel, to he who is a learned man, to he who cares for what is right in our sacred traditions, listen all and listen well. We, the esteemed members of the Elder Council, we who are charged in ensuring the stability and the prosperity of al...

Posted March 8, 2020 by Hasir

Hasir and Ceralyne stepped out into the crisp evening air, by the position of the moon, he know that it was around eight o'clock. He had an hour to pay a vist to Aracadia's and have her teach him the different plants in her shop and their abilites, train him how to mix a potion for b...

Posted March 6, 2020 by Delta

Aeda breathed steam and fire.                  Every breathe, every gasp was in itself a battle. Drying up, the heat was surprisingly sweltering under her helmet. Aeda was tempted to slam her visor up, to take but a gulp ...

Posted March 6, 2020 by Sotek

  Once the Companions arrived at the well, Aela divided up the food that was left over. She singled Sotek out as she pointed to the well in the middle of the room. “Don’t drink the water, it’s been poisoned. As long as we don’t swallow any, then we’ll be fine sw...

Posted March 5, 2020 by Sotek

  Sotek’s eyes shot across the room at the holes dotted around the altar. He instantly grabbed Aela as he tried to throw her behind him. At the same time, a multitude of tiny darts shot out from the walls. Aela swore loudly as she fell behind Sotek and landed heavily on her hands on ...

Posted March 2, 2020 by Sotek

  Aela led the way as they entered the crypt to find themselves once again in a long dark passageway. Sotek, who was just behind her, could just make out an alter at the far end. Aela however was straining her eyes in the darkness as she watched for something else. She drew her bow as she ...

Posted March 1, 2020 by Furrion 17

Story of the Rider   Joramund II    4th Era 201 Cyrodiil, Bruma    The room was dimly lit, and a large somewhat worn bear skin rug decorated the floor. Next to it an armoire and a chest of draws sat neatly against the wooden wall, atop them sat a candelabrum adorn...

Posted February 28, 2020 by Sotek

  The new passageway held little of interest. A few spider webs littered the corners and had slowly, overtime trailed across the ceiling. Rubble blocks laid scattered upon the ground amidst trails of dust. Aela, who was leading, knelt down as she examined an area of the floor. “Footp...

Posted February 27, 2020 by Hasir

The morning light shone down among a patch of clouds, Hasir opened his eyes, yawned and rubbed the sleep out of them. He got out of his furs and went up the stairs. He saw Iskenaaz talking to Aela, they were seated next to each other talking animatedly about the task ahead. A loud 'thump' of...

Posted February 25, 2020 by Sotek

  The moment the large axes started to raise, Sotek used the ability of the whirlwind shout. He managed to shoot past the blades before they had even reached their full height, let alone start to swing down in their deadly arc. Once she saw that he made it through safely, Aela called out to ...

Posted February 21, 2020 by Hasir

Hasir and Ceralyne stepped into the cool night air. They both breathed the air through their nose and exhaled the air out of their mouth. They fell to their hands and knees as they tranformed into the wolf forms in the silvery light of the moon. Ceralyne's tranformation was easier than the w...

Posted February 19, 2020 by Sotek

  Sotek, who had just been stepped on by his mate who, moments before had tripped him up, dusted himself off before recovering his axe. He harshly turned to Farkas and snapped out at the lumbering Nord. “Don’t you dare tell me it’s just ten bloody gold for a maid. Come on...

Posted February 11, 2020 by Delta

Aeda leaned on Certainty, a cool damp cloth pressed against her forehead. The stallion was restless, snorting and shaking his head from side to side as Artos inspected the belts and buckles on his saddle and barding. Artos was her lancebearer now – Gorggnak had to attend to the stall while Ara...

Posted February 10, 2020 by Hasir

As Sigried lay on the fur in the tent next to her offspring, she dreamt of her wolf running free along the plains somewhere far removed from Solstheim. She was in HIS realm, the hunting grounds and she was hunting down Frea the nord, who has been given the dishonor of being picked as the har...

Posted February 9, 2020 by Hasir

The deer's eyes went wide and he turned to run but the wolf was upon it in seconds ripping it to pieces, He torn the skin and bones from the meat. He abandoned the skin and bones and went to work at the meat. He tore greedily into the meat and ate until he was  satisfied. The sun po...

Posted February 7, 2020 by Hasir

 After Hasir left for the temple of kynareth, Alea, Farkas, Vilkas and Rakel walked up the stairs and outside to the porch. The circle mebers and Rakel headed for the docks of Windhelm. They walked past the training yard and out into the streets of Whiterun. They heard a fight going on in...

Posted February 1, 2020 by Delta

Weak as it were, the leaden sky continued to spit rain from the first crack of dawn to the eve of noon. A cold pungent wind brought a chill to Aeda’s face, eyes down on the jousting lines, now reduced to little more than mud holes fit for pigs. Certainty snorted before leaning down to steal ...

Posted January 23, 2020 by Hasir

 Vilkas was first to enter the mead hall closely followed by the argonian. Vilkas walked down the stairs and down to the undercroft, Hasir followed him. When they reached Kodlak's study, Hasir was stunned to see not only Rakel standing there, but also, Aela and Vilkas were there two.&nb...

Posted January 23, 2020 by Delta

Long, long ago in the ancient days of Second Empire of Men where Tamriel was not yet one and where snake men walked the lands – a princess gave birth to two brothers. Twinborn, the elder was called, Regulus and the younger, Arcturus. Leaving their mother’s womb with their hands clutche...

Posted January 13, 2020 by Hasir

Quinchal stepped away from the 'window', which was more a loose board on the ship's portside, strode across the room, up the stairs and went through the door to the upper deck. He licked a finger and raised it to eye level to to see which way the wind was blowing. The wind was blow...

Posted January 11, 2020 by Delta

Rain fell upon the meadow. Droplets fell like tiny knives; each touch was an icy cut to the skin.                  Cling, cling, cling.               &nbs...

Posted January 8, 2020 by Sotek

      A few hours after everyone was sleeping, Sotek became dimly aware of Aela’s scent as she slid on top of him. She started gently kissing his neck as she positioned herself on his groin. As he awoke, his hands reacted to her loving caress and slid slowly along her legs ...

Posted January 6, 2020 by Delta

The walk between the camps were long – too long by Aeda’s reckoning for it gave her too much time to think. What will they say? She thought as they passed through crowds of peddlers, craftsmen, bards, and actors who only decide to now empty their stalls. What will father do?   &...

Posted January 2, 2020 by Sotek

    Night started closing in and yet the four Companions were still an hour or so away from Riften. Sotek, who was asleep, woke up with a start. He tried to gather his wits but his mind felt foggy and having found it was now dark, he struggled to focus as he attempted to work out whe...

Posted December 18, 2019 by Delta

  Unappetizing as it may look, the Bleeding Crown is an edible mushroom that is commonly found near the mouth of caves in Skyrim. Related to the Clouded Funnel of Cyrodiil, the fungus is so named for the unique forms it takes during its lifetime. Sprouting with brown bell-shaped caps, the ...

Posted December 14, 2019 by Delta

The braziers burned weak; their fires barely lit the tent. Aeda knelt on the uncovered earth, the grass tickling her knees as her stomach churned in the silence. Before her sat the Patriarch of House Martellus, eyes – eye darkened with rings and face tinged with pallor. From time to time, he...

Posted December 13, 2019 by Delta

Throughout my years of service in the Legion, I’ve drunk many brews from the familiar to the strange. I’ve drunk my share of ales, lagers, and meads from the heartlands and Skyrim. I’ve even tasted beer from High Rock and I will only say this once and it this only needs to be sai...

Posted December 4, 2019 by Delta

They placed him on a litter.                  He laid there unmoving, breathing so slow and still that were it not for the Draught of Sweetsleep they administered, they’d not be considered hasty in declaring him a d...

Posted December 1, 2019 by Gollum

He was hideous, and he was alone. Orcs were never beautiful creatures, but this one, in particular, was especially vile. His features were indescribable. As a child, his tusks were pulled out, and his face was distorted, leaving it Gargoylian and sneering. The mask he work never came off.   O...

Posted November 30, 2019 by Delta

Aeda manned the bellows.                  With each pump the hearth breathed forth another wave of heat, drenching her clothes in sweat. From time to time sparks danced off the fire and struck her arm. For true, she wince...

Posted November 26, 2019 by Hasir

Hasir and Rakel exited the underforge with Aela following close behind them along with her brothers in arms Vilkas and Farkas just as the morning sun began its ascent in to the sky. Iskenaaz spotted them out of the corner of his eye, got up from the rock he was sitting on and followed t...

Posted November 26, 2019 by Delta

 ‘Five coins,’ Valnir said, dancing the coin in his stained fingers. ‘It’s five coins now. Times are tough, we’ve more of your kind than ever and what’s more – they’re willing to pay for more.’         ...

Posted November 20, 2019 by Delta

Before, Uncle Mark and Tarkus visited their tent between jousts. Uncle Mark shared snappy comments and dirty jokes as father hammered the dents off his armour, chuckling as he did while Tarkus chatted with Artos and Aran; Aeda even caught strange glances from the lad from time to time.   &n...

Posted November 16, 2019 by Hasir

The Khajiit's eyes closed, being gently rocked to sleep by the ship being gently swatted at by waves like a cat would its favorite yarn ball. Inigo's breathing came in slow and rythmic breaths and his muscles relaxed as sleep overtook him. It only took Inigo a few minutes to reach what is ca...

Posted November 15, 2019 by DeltaFox

FALLOUT: METRO Chapter 1: Heavy Breath   "Artyom?" a womens voice asked. "Where are you, my son?"   A boy came from under the bed. "I'm here." he said.   "What are you doing there?" she asked.   "I thought you were a Molerat." the boy said.   "Did Angelo tell you ...

Posted November 12, 2019 by DeltaFox

"Crawl on through the fallout and see the light at the end of the tunnel."   This is a story of Artyom, a man living deep in the underground subway systems of the Commonwealth. He and his people are known on the surface world as Metros, living legends and best to hire if you want something...

Posted November 11, 2019 by Delta

  Delivering the lance was but one of a lancebearer’s many duties. A lancebearer was a knight’s attendant tasked with maintaining a knight’s welfare during a tourney; polishing the rust off their armour, making sure their equipment was well and proper, bringing them food an...

Posted November 6, 2019 by Caladran

He woke up on Teldryn’s chest with his head tucked under the still asleep mer’s chin and one strong hand around him. He lay there, unmoving, but relaxed, and listening to his partner’s heart beat. Ciel’nn savored the nearness of his partner as one strong arm rested on his...

Posted November 1, 2019 by Delta

She gazed deeply into that face. Coal-black hair covered that face as finely as a mop would; messy and wet. The eyes, a dark shade of brown, so unremarkable that even she had forgotten about it – the same went with the mouth, nose and ears; they were as Imperial as they came. All unremarkabl...

Posted October 31, 2019 by Exuro

   ***Advisory: This story contains graphic violence, sexual content, drug use, profanity, and terrible humor***   Photo Credit: Elderscrolls Fandom.   Author's note: So I actually started writing this way back in 2017 for Halloween, but… life. I managed to periodic...

Posted October 29, 2019 by Caladran

***This chapter contains a mature love scene, so be warned!***     Ciel’nn rested his head on Teldryn’s shoulder. He gently hugged his partner tighter even if his arm and shoulder still ached. The thought of losing him always brought him to the edge of tears. He had seen...

Posted October 27, 2019 by Hasir

Inigo got up from where he sat and started to go to his seat at the back of the boat when Quinchal's voice came over to intercom. "Inigo," Quinchal called, in a level-headed voice, "May I ask why you are so scared of the undead?" Inigo shook his head, "Sorry, my friend, in time, maybe, bu...

Posted October 26, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

  The dawn came slower than expected, golden rays crawling over the horizon like vines over a fence, slowly climbing over the city walls and lighting the city with a faint golden glow.    Sticker hadn’t even noticed it at first, only realising that the darkness was retrea...

Posted October 25, 2019 by Hasir

Inigo, Moonman and Quinchal walked past Jorrvaskr, down the steps near the gildergreen, past Arcadia's cauldron, the lights were on, pushed open the gates of Whiterun and out iinto the fields that ran for as far as the eye could see near the whiterun stables.  After a long...

Posted October 18, 2019 by Delta

The sun was near its peak when the last horn of the second blew. Father destroyed Ser Rafiq with a five to a two. Uncle Mark did well too; snatching a victory from Lestrad at the last lance. Ser Marcella practically toyed with Ser Renoux, leaving the score of four to nil and a smashed barrier. de ...

Posted October 17, 2019 by Caladran

The sounds of clashing came ahead, but nobody had answered when he had shouted. Slitter frowned as he hurried on the hill. He hoped he’d know what to do when he arrived. He had found that he ran faster despite his age. It was an odd thing. It’s like I’m young again.  And t...

Posted October 13, 2019 by Caladran

Contains mature scene!!   Shouting was followed by the sounds of barricades was being broken. A furious shout came as a heavy weapon hit on the wooden reinforced board. The strikes were wildly cheered. They had lost some comrades to the archers that still tried to stop them, but it didn&rsq...

Posted October 8, 2019 by Delta

  And so, we finally get to the famed Legion sword, the symbol of the Legion. Despite its prevalence in popular culture, there never was the Legion sword; only a Legion sword for you see like the Legion itself, the design of the sword is adaptable to whatever the Legion might face. In fact...

Posted October 3, 2019 by Delta

Breakfast was kept simple, just a bowl of porridge with fruits and berries; anything heavier might upset the stomach. Usually breakfast in House Martellus was a noisy, chaotic affair filled with laughter and jokes but now, even a snuffed forge was livelier. Aeda couldn’t found within herself...

Posted October 1, 2019 by Caladran

The crazed reaver came at him laughing for some blood lust. Teldryn grunted, changing his stance. He focused on the reaver. Judging the reaver’s poise, he was eager for battle, but if he had killed many the older mer wasn’t sure. There had been been such enemies before and those batt...

Posted September 25, 2019 by Delta

Spectres are immaterial beings that walk between planes of Mundus and the Aetherius. Due to their nature, they often require more than force of arms alone to vanquish.   ************************ Ghost   Arkay, grant them your protection; May they rest in everlasting peace. - Ark...

Posted September 24, 2019 by Caladran

The stormy wind blew over the Bulwark, bringing more ash where the Redoran Guards kept vigil. They peered into the storm nervously, looking for any signs of the reavers. One of them cursed, another guard prayed for all of their safety for it was a dreadful feeling which they all shared on this c...

Posted September 19, 2019 by Delta

No matter how hard she pressed her pillow against her ears, that demonic shriek still echoed in her head like a sword on a bad grind. She shut her eyes tight, uttering all the prayers she knew to whichever of the gods that would listen.           &nbs...

Posted September 17, 2019 by Caladran

    A quiet chatter and rumble filled the air around the bonfire as the reavers were gathered there to listen to the Reaver Lord. They were expectant and hoped for a grand siege plan. They expected to get Raven Rock under their control by brutal force. Or so Sildras had given them th...

Posted September 15, 2019 by Kyojiro Kagenuma

Chapter Four: Meeting the Family    The nightmares that often plagues Arbelle's sleep had mercifully relented, at least that night. For the first time in a very long time, the young Breton had slept well, and awakened fully rested. She had almost forgotten what a good night's rest felt l...

Posted September 14, 2019 by Caladran

  The Captain’s office was simple, yet comfy for a Dunmer. It had all the Redoran necessities which didn’t escape Ciel’nn’s observation. Especially the couch looked so nice that he’d want one for himself. Smooth carved wood and green and soft padded seating lo...

Posted September 11, 2019 by Delta

The sun was behind her by the time she arrived at Fort Istirus itself. Build in the shape of a square, with round towers rising thirty feet tall on each end and a large gatehouse looking down on the field, Istirus was like any of the other forts that dotted Cyrodiil. For true, the fort was prettie...

Posted September 11, 2019 by Kyojiro Kagenuma

Chapter Three: Welcome Home    In the last week or so, Arbelle and Gabriella had travelled through nearly half the province of Skyrim. Most likely a normal occurrence for Gabriella, but Arbelle hadn't travelled this much since she was a child, long before her stay in Riften's Ratway, whi...

Posted September 10, 2019 by Kyojiro Kagenuma

Chapter Two: Baptism of Fire    A few days later, Arbelle found herself in the ancient city of Windhelm, accompanying Gabriella on some vague task. She hadn't been too specific, and frankly at the moment Arbelle had little reason not to trust Gabriella, for she knew if the Dunmer meant h...

Posted September 10, 2019 by Kyojiro Kagenuma

    Darkness has awakened in Skyrim.   One year after the Emperor's assassination, the Dark Brotherhood has risen to infamy it has not known in centuries. With such prominence comes the need for new recruits. Young mage Arbelle Fane is one such recruit, having grown up an orpha...

Posted September 9, 2019 by Kyojiro Kagenuma

Chapter One: A Dark Sister is Born     Down in the darkest depths of Riften's Ratway lived a cursed soul in every sense of the phrase. Once a daughter of a proud, well-off family, now condemned to scraping, stealing, and begging just to survive. Orphaned at the age at a young age, the w...

Posted September 9, 2019 by Furrion 17

Joramund I   Caution is advised for younger viewer's, some scenes within contain coarse language, violence, sexual refrences and other mature content. Read on at your own discreation.   4th Era 201, Cyrodiil, County of Bruma     The war still haunted Joramund&rs...

Posted September 6, 2019 by Delta

The Dance of Bravil is a popular ballad amongst the Imperial youth. A common way to perform this ballad is a duet where each singer takes their turn to sing a stanza and then together in the chorus.   Do you remember of Bravil? On that one sunny day? When we met in that Festival, We danc...

Posted August 30, 2019 by Delta

On any other days, the fields surrounding Fort Istirus was just that – a field of naught but grass and dirt. However, with the tourney in tow, a new town has emerged, not of timber nor shingle nor stone but of sailcloth, canvas, and silk. To the east were the tents of the Imperial Knights, p...

Posted August 28, 2019 by Caladran

Vother sat at the fireplace, listening to the quietness. It was strange as he was used to the noises of the fellow reavers outside. But now, it was quiet as a stone. Only the howling wind whined in the corners of the cottage. The old mer frowned but didn’t think of it any further. He liked...

Posted August 28, 2019 by ilanisilver

  Livia awoke, burning nearly as hot as the mid-morning sun shining through her bedroom window. Sweat drenched her sheets, and her head pounded—whether with echoes of the drums of war from her dreams or a routine hangover, Livia didn’t know.   Her potion had worked. At lea...

Posted August 23, 2019 by Hasir

When Rakel woke up, she yawned and stretched. She looked up at the night sky through the cracks in the boat that served as the mead hall's ceiling. It's almost nine o'clock She thought. She then glanced over at Hasir who was still sleeping. She punched him in the elbow. ...

Posted August 21, 2019 by ilanisilver

Dusk settled around Waterview with mist and music. Nirnroot sang softly in Livia’s garden. Bullfrogs and crickets grunted and clicked, and dragonflies hummed through fog rising thick and warm off the river.   I see it in your eyes as you pass. You do not believe. But I have always bel...

Posted August 20, 2019 by Caladran

He hadn’t been visiting the Temple for a long time. Feeling guilty for not meditating lately, Ciel’nn sighed as he climbed the stairs up. Meditating would give him some peace while the world around him roiled in chaotic way, or so it felt to him. The Temple was the one place where he...

Posted August 18, 2019 by ilanisilver

Kaidan strode blindly through the woods. Birch branches swinging in the river’s breeze whipped at his face and chest, but he didn’t slow. Closer to the river, midges swarmed around his nose and eyes, but Kaidan didn’t raise a hand to wave them away.   Ten years he’d ...

Posted August 16, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 22                         It was a duel between masters and over in seconds, each second an eternity.                &n...

Posted August 15, 2019 by ilanisilver

Four days since the storm, four days with no word from anyone but the Largashbur orcs, and Livia was starting to feel the least bit isolated. She’d always considered her little slice of the Treva Valley charming for all its solitude and hushed wilderness, not to mention its distance from Rif...

Posted August 13, 2019 by Caladran

The storm seemed to ease up, but there was still something that made the young mer doubtful about how long it would last. They were heading back to Raven Rock and both mers kept an eye on the path ahead. The scene with the two creatures fighting still haunted the young mer. One of the creatures ...

Posted August 13, 2019 by Hasir

Regardless of whether or not it was a trap set up by Vajhira, both of the wolves went in. Once inside they found themselves in the antechamber, the main room.  When Acallia entered the cave, She noticed that the entry looked like half cave and half stately manor. She emerged from t...

Posted August 12, 2019 by Delta

Before a dying fire, the chorus of crickets, and the gentle spring breeze, the camp was asleep. The boys were snoring, no doubt ready to complaint of dried throats in the morning and Mrs. Moorsley held onto to Aran as she usually did. She wouldn’t say it but Aeda knew that Aran was Mrs. Moor...

Posted August 11, 2019 by ilanisilver

  “Can I ask you something?” Kaidan glanced quickly at Warnulf out of the corner of his eye and turned his attention back to his fish. He and the grizzled caretaker had arranged flat stones in a firepit near the riverbank, and enjoyed an hour of comfortable silence—tankards o...

Posted August 10, 2019 by Hasir

Vajhira eyed them nervously, after a while she emerged from behind them and became rather frank with them, "look, if you are feeling uncomfortable or otherwise want to back out for any reason, please, tell me and I will let you step aside while we continue with the worshi...

Posted August 9, 2019 by ilanisilver

  “So we’re just going to sit here on the dock and wait for dragonflies?”   “Mm,” Kaidan mumbled, knotting a torn place in the net. He lowered it to his lap and felt a grin slide across his face at her bewildered expression. “You’ve never been f...

Posted August 7, 2019 by ilanisilver

Kaidan awoke to sunbeams. He unglued his eyes and lay against his pillow, absently scratching his chest. Something niggled at him through the fog of waking up, something urgent and worrisome and not quite…right. But what?   The answer came to him like a bolt— fiery skies and th...

Posted August 3, 2019 by ilanisilver

  Kaidan eyed the bowl of soup on the table with suspicion. He leaned back in his chair and flinched, catching Livia’s gaze—she watched him with a similar mien. He couldn’t blame her. Now that she was sure he’d survive, she had to be wondering what sort of shady chara...

Posted August 1, 2019 by Delta

‘The Pale Elf’ is a strange lullaby of the Reachmen. A modern composition, this lullaby concerns the aforementioned ‘Pale Elf’ which according to respected folklorists has no basis in Reachmen mythology. Even in my interviews with the Reachmen, I have received nought but co...

Posted July 31, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 21                         The New Year’s Festival had come and gone more quickly than Takarro cared to admit. Day by day, shinobi were leaving Tsukikage in droves on a fresh wave of ass...

Posted July 31, 2019 by ilanisilver

  Kaidan hadn’t slept on a pillow since he left High Rock, and he remembered that night well, and the next morning and its hangover to end all hangovers. But this morning, his head was clear, if a little confused as to its general location.   All he knew was that his head lay on...

Posted July 28, 2019 by ilanisilver

  Kaidan floated on his back, his arms at his sides. He relaxed on waves that gently bore his body up and down. Warmth sank into his skin, and the golden light of the sun pierced his eyelids. He didn’t care—it felt good.   He was dreaming. Or dead, he wasn’t sure whi...

Posted July 27, 2019 by Delta

As the sun hid beneath the western hills, the air began to cool. They chose a quiet place to make camp; a small clearing in the meadow by the stream. Reeds grew thick along the stream’s edge but the grass was as soft as a feathered bed.          &nbs...

Posted July 26, 2019 by ilanisilver

After a mysterious storm strikes over Snow Throat, Livia Black-Briar is haunted by dreams of dragons and ancient wars. Dreams become reality, and there’s no going back—Livia must move forward in a world she no longer recognizes. And with a soul no longer her own.    But Kai...

Posted July 26, 2019 by ilanisilver

    Livia wrapped her cloak tighter around her body and rushed on through the rain and wind, her eyes feverishly scanning the ground flying by at her feet. The sky’d been clear when she left Darkwater Crossing early that morning. And foolishly, she’d thought the good weathe...

Posted July 26, 2019 by Furrion 17

Ivriel - Witch Arrow A full Backstory   (Skyrim - 17th of Last Seed, 4E201, The Rift near Ivarstead)   Moss green eyes locked in a mournful stare. A lingering kiss on the forehead. A scarlet red cloak fluttering in the wind amidst a wash of silver- gold locks. Distant memories o...

Posted July 26, 2019 by Delta

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Posted July 24, 2019 by ilanisilver

  The last layer of rocks and dirt and snow rolled down the side of the dragon mound. Kaidan prodded a sail-shaped bone with his shovel. “Wonder how long it’ll be until this one gets his second chance?”   Sahloknir, krii daar joorre.   Alduin hissed and roare...

Posted July 23, 2019 by Delta

‘Heave!’                  When spring came so did the rain and when the rain came so did the mud. The mud was a boon for the farmers, it meant that the earth was soft and compliant to the tills and with it, th...

Posted July 23, 2019 by Delta

'Duty and Steel' ~ Words of House Martellus     Introduction   House Martellus is one of the original houses risen in conjunction with the Imperial Knights. Hailing from the village of Hammer in the county of Anvil, House Martellus proven to be loyal, dutifuflly serving the ...

Posted July 14, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Interlude   Excerpts from record four hundred twelve through four hundred forty-eight, Operative 4-146-4 Torako         412:                   I had originally intended to reserve any fu...

Posted July 12, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 20                         As it turned out, Francesco knew frustratingly little. Galathil prodded him with questions every day on the path back to the Imperial City, both while they rode and ...

Posted July 11, 2019 by Caladran

Ciel’nn ate a spoonful of his nutrient full soup while his partner told him what had happened since his fall. Apparently the assassin had been certain of his death, and Ciel’nn didn’t like the notion of sparing him until Teldryn told him that he was needed to locate him with th...

Posted July 10, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 19                         Kelp yanked his spear from the Telvanni mage and leant to the side to avoid a green paralysis bolt. He pressed forward mechanically, methodically, before absorbing a...

Posted July 7, 2019 by Delta

Legionborn, comrades sworn – blood brothers of the sword, None more worthy to fight at my side! Only with you, I will fight to the bloody end!   Legionborn, comrades sworn – blood brothers of the sword, Bulwarks of the eternal Empire! Our duty is to protect, and protect we s...

Posted July 5, 2019 by Caladran

A figure was standing on a nearby cliff. Absently Ciel’nn thought he knew what it was, but ignored it. He had found a place to rest between two strange rocks. He felt dull and he was nearly giving up. He had been wandering around the area and hadn’t found a means to escape.Follow&hel...

Posted July 3, 2019 by Caladran

    The cavern shook and bits of ice exploded into dozens of fragments that shot in every direction.   It was dark and quiet, then a shifting of air until —“How long are you going to sit there with him?”I know that voice. Teldryn exhaled and sighed deeply. ...

Posted July 3, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 18                         The Dunmer called it Elred Bal. It was one of the tallest mountains along the slope of the Lindraths, formed out of an enormous mass of shifted rock from a gash of t...

Posted July 1, 2019 by Hasir

When Hasir, Iskenaaz and Quinchal stepped out of the portal, they found themselves, once again, in Inigo's cell back in Riften. Hasir walked casually over to Rakel,who was sitting on one of the wooden chair while Ingo sat in the other. Hasir cleared his throat. Here goes nothing he...

Posted June 30, 2019 by Delta

‘You know, even to this day I still wonder,’ Falrielle said, swirling her cup. ‘I wonder if the first thing I’ll see whenever I open my eyes is that green light. That all of this – the drink in my hands, the sash on my waist, this chair that I’m sitting on is ju...

Posted June 30, 2019 by Caladran

The pitch blackness of the tunnels made Teldryn feel uneasy. The only light in this forgotten place was the torch light. He shivered and noticed his breaths had become visible as it was colder. He didn’t know where they were taking him and the Apprentice. Finding Ciel’nn now might ha...

Posted June 27, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 17                         In his old neighbourhood, Kelp was the one boy that every Altmer mother screamed at their children about.                   ‘You hear about Ke...

Posted June 23, 2019 by Delta

VIII Wake up.               Falrielle gasped, opening her eyes. She had felt someone touching her, tracing their cold fingers down her face… No, not fingers but raindrops.           ...

Posted June 23, 2019 by Caladran

  The night had been somewhat restful, but Teldryn couldn’t think of anything else than going to find Ciel’nn. He prepared his backpack for the rescue trip. Somewhere near Benkongerike. Hang on Ciel’nn, he thought as he packed a blanket while Neloth’s words still ec...

Posted June 21, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Darkening Sky, Chapter 16                         Urokko’s knock was light. Three little taps.                  ...

Posted June 18, 2019 by Delta

I Matthias shivered even as the fire roared before him. It was just the north he reminded himself where even in the Autumn, the breezes were colder than the howling winds of the south.               It was two weeks since they had left...

Posted June 17, 2019 by Delta

VI Falrielle was far ahead the van, too slow they were, too slow and too noisy. Cadroc has hours ahead of them – wounded for sure but hours ahead nonetheless.               The elf raised her head and sniffed. A whiff of snapped ...

Posted June 16, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 15                         ‘Focus on the objective – but careful, don’t damage it!’               &nb...

Posted June 13, 2019 by Caladran

The High Shaman observed the fallen one who let out the whimpers of pain. It seemed, Gnimmum deemed, that he was fighting the poison with his entire being. She sensed something had happened to him as the poison would have killed him hours ago. But not, the fallen one struggled on while he remain...

Posted June 9, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 14                         ‘Senior in the room! All rise – bow!’                   ‘At...

Posted June 9, 2019 by Hasir

Hasir shook off his negative thoughts of himself and his mind snapped back to the dire situation that he was in. Just then, he remembered something. He had not seen Ma'kara with him he turned to Quinchal. "Quinchal, where is Ma'kara? Why is she not with you?"  Quinchal lowered his head i...

Posted June 8, 2019 by Hasir

The portal that Quinchal thought would lead he back to Tamriel dumped him instead in front of a large daedric building that looked far more intimidating that the peaceful pagodas he knew back home. This building was carved out of cold blue-grey rock and had had numerous sharp spires ...

Posted June 8, 2019 by Hasir

Rakel and Moonman saw the events that unfolded after they had heard the introductory conversation between Inigo and Hasir.  They stepped out from behind the pillar that stood five feet from Inigo's cell, approached the cell and were about to open the cell door when&nbs...

Posted June 6, 2019 by Caladran

  Tel Mithryn was in his sight, and he pulled the rope after him, making the assassin fall down. “Get up!” He growled as he glanced at the gagged assassin, who was shaking his head and whimpering through the gag. What a miserable mer, he thought with a frown. “Move it!&rd...

Posted June 3, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

Chapter 13                         ‘I didn’t kill him,’ Yvonne wept as she was dragged away. ‘I swear to the Divines, I didn’t kill him!’      ...

Posted June 2, 2019 by Caladran

The sight of Teldryn had faded. The young mer hoped his love wouldn’t blame himself. He cherished the moments he had spent with the bladesman. He’d miss him though. He’d miss everything about him. If only they’d had more time… Teldryn…Ciel’nn had close...

Posted May 31, 2019 by Caladran

The struggle against the blizzard weakened his efforts to chase the assassin down. The assassin who was trying flee from him. But Teldryn’s determination burned bright. He’d see to it that the assassin would suffer, but the older mer hadn’t thought about what he’d actually ...

Posted May 27, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

        Three Assassinations                         Before the Great War, the University of West Camlorn had been the Arcane University of West Camlorn. It had housed over one...

Posted May 20, 2019 by Gollum

  *Disclaimer: Mature Themes   It was a warm, rose-scented morning, when youthful Barfenhaben the Timid set up his grocery stand in the town square. This was his first day running a stand, and he put out his products out anxiously. He scanned the orange-red sunlit area, spying some roam...

Posted May 19, 2019 by Caladran

Wincing Methas tried to cover his face in the morning blizzard. His body screamed for warmth and a part of him wanted to fall down, but he felt his target was close now. The assassin wasn’t about to give up. He’d follow his targets to all ends of Tamriel. Oblivion was the only place ...

Posted May 14, 2019 by Caladran

  The assassin winced as the blizzard embraced him. He realized his fur cloak wasn’t enough to ward against the cold. Had he known that his target was heading toward the North, Methas would have brought a thicker cloak for the pursuit. Of course, he knew how cold Solstheim was. But t...

Posted May 10, 2019 by SpookyBorn2021

Ghostgate – 4E 433 Daedric Invasion of Morrowind, shortly after the Siege of Ald'Ruhn This is the journal of Buoyant Armiger - Salyn Sarethi, Adept of the Tribunal Temple and forever in service to Lord Vivec. I have been stationed at Ghostgate since 3E 352, have repelled the Corpus for ...

Posted May 10, 2019 by The Sunflower Manual

    All Quiet on the Imperial Waterfront                               The Imperials called them Whistlers.            ...

Posted May 7, 2019 by Caladran

Teldryn cursed under his breath. He had no idea that House Hlaalu would react so strongly that they’d send an assassin after Ciel’nn. His partner was certain of it, and they first had seen the same person lingering about the bulwark and Ciel’nn had chosen to flee while they had...

Posted May 3, 2019 by Caladran

Ulves wrapped up the travel rations and then handed them to Ciel’nn. “These should be sufficient for a few days, given that you don’t get lost in the storm.” He sighed. “Azura shine your path, Ciel’nn.”“Thank you, Ulves. I’m sure we will reac...

Posted April 21, 2019 by Caladran

  He gave a crude nod to the Captain before he stepped on the pier. Methas pulled his hood and face mask on and began his slow stroll toward the town. The ash storm raged, but he wasn’t worried. It would be a mere nuisance if nothing else. I should buy ash goggles though, he thought ...

Posted April 20, 2019 by Caladran

  The Captain of the Dunmer Trade ship shook his head and cursed as the vicious waves tested his ship. He had sailed these waters long enough to know that this storm wasn’t an ordinary one. The waves were dreadful and he’d had a hard time trying to keep his ship in control. But...

Posted April 9, 2019 by Caladran

With a grunt, S’cathe threw the limp Reaver down the hill, then watched it rolling away. The unlucky mortal hadn’t been a challenge. No one had so far.  Even the small blue creatures had fled once they had seen him. It had been boring for The Dremora Lord. The whole island was b...

Posted April 8, 2019 by Delta

V Falrielle balanced the point of her knife by the tip of her finger – an old and familiar trick her brother once taught her.               Bite hung by her belt and her bodied covered by mail, gambeson, and plate – she was...

Posted April 3, 2019 by Hasir

Once inside the building, Ma'kara looked over to see that Hasir had stopped, frozen in place with a grimace of pain etched on his reptilian face. Hasir staggered backwards, slumped against a nearby wall and slid down it, breathing heavily. Ma'kara looked at him, concerned. "Hasir, what is wro...

Posted April 2, 2019 by Caladran

Tempest, Ciel’nn thought shivering while his heart beat heavily. The back of his throat ached as he warily tried to look at the sky. He hated to admit that he was afraid. He had hoped it wouldn’t come at all. Especially not knowing if it was an attempt on his life again, or if it was...

Posted March 25, 2019 by Caladran

He lay in their tent when he came to. It was quiet apart from the ash storm raging. Ciel’nn coughed as he tasted the ash on his lips. He groaned at his aching head. Blinking his eyes open, the young mer realized he was alone as he slowly propped himself up. His arms supporting his weight. ...

Posted March 25, 2019 by Hasir

Despite Quinchal wanting the black wolf to be a figment of his imagination, unfortunately was not a dream, it was all to real. They both had difficult transformations into their original bodies, but Hasir had a far harder time as he was laying a few feet from Quinchal who had transformed bac...

Posted March 18, 2019 by Delta

The seven years of chaos that is the Stormcrown Interregnum saw many false kings and emperors but few could claim as much infamy as the aptly-named ‘Bastard Emperors’. The Bastard Emperors were a group of four pretenders who claimed legitimacy to the Septim Empire through claims of bei...

Posted March 16, 2019 by Caladran

The ash spawns had surrounded them. They were many, as far as his sight reached and beyond. Too many fucking ash spawns, Teldryn thought. He glanced at his partner who was wounded. Ciel’nn was bleeding and barely standing. He noted the younger mer’s hands shaking. The older mer gritt...

Posted March 16, 2019 by Hasir

  Quinchal felt like iron bands were being tightened around his chest and the invisible bars got tighter with every breath he took, so he tried not to breathe. The act of not breathing came naturally to a vampire as they were undead. He spun through nothingness for what see...

Posted March 15, 2019 by Delta

III ‘Get that thing away from me!’               The guards had found her not too long after the fighting had died. By then, the elf was covered in soot and her thigh was so swollen that it near burst. Of course, she couldn...

Posted March 11, 2019 by Caladran

Ciel’nn stared at the Severin Manor key that Councilor Morvayn held out for him. “You have earned it as well as the citizenship of Raven Rock.” He heard the Councilor say. He had already received five thousand Azura’s Silver as payment from Adril for the job well done. Ci...

Posted March 7, 2019 by HaggisHunter

Making sure her hood was in place covering the right side of her face, and her bandage, Danifae left Black-Briar Manor and walked through the rain to Honorhall Orphanage. She thought about what she'd told Maven about her reasons for seeking Ancano and thought she'd done a rather good job of telling ...

Posted March 5, 2019 by Caladran

Ciel’nn winced when he came to. His body ached, but he felt the cuts healing up. He shifted a bit and grunted. His head hurt and it seemed he had developed a headache. The young mer recalled what had happened before his blackout. That N’wah! The spot where Vendil had kicked him was s...

Posted February 28, 2019 by Caladran

Teldryn slashed at the taller mer viciously. He found it difficult as it seemed Vendil was a master of duel-wield - his slashes were blocked without much effort.  His gouges had a more sinister edge to them.And, on the top of all, the mer had heavy chitin armor. That left Teldryn with one o...

Posted February 27, 2019 by Golden Fool

Greetings old friend, I know it has been awhile since my last letter but you cannot blame me for the road to Orsinium was a long and treacherous one. As such you should ignore any rumours of me spending my time in the company of a rather attractive fellow traveller, for I was not and there are many ...

Posted February 26, 2019 by Caladran

There was a swift movement toward them. Ciel’nn sensed it as his pulse ticked on. He watched how Teldryn clashed with the first assassin of the Morag Tong. He bit his lower lip, his body tensing up and tingling. He didn’t know how the Morag Tong operated, but he assumed there would b...

Posted February 25, 2019 by Gollum

The swamp was enormous. For miles there were black, stagnant, fragrant pools and dark, green overgrowths. Birds were sparse, and the humid air muffled any tweets to be heard. In the distance, a deer appeared; it was a surprising sight. This buck was magnificent and lively. Its muscles rippled with...

Posted February 22, 2019 by Caladran

The ash storm grew more intense once they departed from Raven Rock. Ciel’nn couldn’t see ahead of him than a few steps at a time. He felt like someone was trying to stop him from going anywhere. The young mer was glad that his partner walked close to him. I wouldn’t know what t...

Posted February 18, 2019 by Hasir

Gjalund raised the gangway once everyone was onboard and made way for Skyrim in pursuit of the Argonian. The ship tore through the water at breakneck speed. The water threatened to overturned the ship multiple times and Gjalund had a hard time keeping her straight. When he did get t...

Posted February 17, 2019 by Delta

Experienced legionaries or guards often have tales of the dreaded flail and some even have the scars to prove it. Developed from the farming tool it shares its name, flails are similar to the mace in that it is a percussive weapon that heavily relies on the user to constantly generate momentum for...

Posted February 15, 2019 by Hasir

Hasir came downstairs to find that the two Khajiit and their bags were waiting for him. Infinite saw him and asked, "Is lizard ready to go?" Hasir hated being called 'lizard' or 'argonian.' He explaiined to them he did have a name and that he suggested they start using it. The...

Posted February 12, 2019 by Delta

I As the sun began to fall, the forests of Falkreath fell silent.               There were no wolves, owls, or any other animals – not one to announce the coming of the twin moons nor trample and crack the dry twigs and leaves. N...

Posted February 9, 2019 by The Long-Chapper

Chapter 21: Fate Goes Ever as it Must   Aela woke next to Koor with a feeble moan, her head reeling like she had taken more mead than the twins the night before. Her eyes opened slowly, mere slits due to their puffiness.   She had made a fool of herself.   Aela the Huntress, g...

Posted January 30, 2019 by Caladran

  It was as if the safe was waiting for them in the main bedroom. To be lock-picked and all its secrets given out for those that wanted them. The safe contained a few pieces of jewelry, assorted gems, a polished and decorated glass dagger and some coins. And the most grim secret of them al...

Posted January 30, 2019 by Sotek

  Kul-et rolled her eyes and groaned. Now the septim had finally dropped, at least for her. She looked over to Aela and smiled at her. “Sotek’s right, you wouldn’t touch the bandits… Red would. She’d tear them apart”.   Upon hearing this, Ebony c...

Posted January 28, 2019 by Caladran

So I shall lie in the embrace of the shadows and wait for my prey to arrive. The Ulen Ancestral Tomb seemed empty when Ciel’nn walked in. There were some bones and a few ash yams in the grave, just like Geldis had said. The young mer looked around for a moment.  He then looked to his...

Posted January 26, 2019 by Caladran

  Ciel’nn and Teldryn were enjoying their breakfast, Ash Yam -Kwama Cuttle. The young mer was in a good mood while he sipped his pearl tea. He had been drinking since the events of the barrow. His waist was still healing, but Aphia had said it wouldn’t take long now. Overall, t...

Posted January 25, 2019 by Hasir

Hasir ate his breakfast in no particular order, everything looked equally good. M'aiq leaned over to Hasir, "Did lizard have pleasant dreams last night?" Hasir turned to face the khajiit. "I dreamt I was in the realm of Hircine and he transformed me into...a wolf." The Khajiits eyes gre...

Posted January 24, 2019 by Caladran

They have doubled the patrols. Casseth frowned as he stared into the flames of their campfire. We can’t even approach the town without being seen first. Something told him that the guards in Raven Rock had the eyes of a cliff racer. They’re probably very well trained too. We can&rsqu...

Posted January 23, 2019 by Sotek

  As night time rapidly approached Whiterun and the noise and revelling in the hall of Jorrvaskr died down, Sotek leant across to Aela and whispered quietly to her. “I’m calling it, I’ll see you tomorrow”.   Aela felt a bit surprised at his departure from the...

Posted January 21, 2019 by Sotek

Kul-et walked over to the backpack which Sotek had given her. She still cursed out at him loudly though, although it was just in jest. “You’re a bastard. I spent hours trying to cast spells with those bloody eggs”.   Aela tried not to but she started laughing at the unf...

Posted January 20, 2019 by Hasir

When Hasir''s head hit the pillow, his tired eyes closed behind scaly eyelids, it was then that his head exploded into a scene completely foreign to him. Hasir found himself laying in a deep ravine that ran down this strange land efffectively splitting it in half. His eyes snap...

Posted January 19, 2019 by Sotek

  Both Sotek and Aela burst through the doorway to the stairs which led to the main hall. They each shared a vision of Tilma chasing them with her mop. Aela scrambled past Sotek and beat him to the hall itself, but from there she momentarily paused.   Sotek, in his typical fashion, ...

Posted January 16, 2019 by Sotek

  As Sotek entered Aela’s bedroom, he dropped his pack in the corner on the floor then started removing his armour. Aela sat on her bed and kicked her boots off then looked over to him. She could see he was tired; his tail gave it away all too easily. Aela removed all her armour then...

Posted January 15, 2019 by Sotek

  Aela took her natural place as alpha and led the four Companions into the hall. The priestess, Danica, was still taking to the Harbinger while both Kul-et and Ebony were sitting in silence. Veezara looked over to Sotek and shuddered slightly. He could feel a change in Sotek’s attit...

Posted January 15, 2019 by Caladran

Tenaru smiled coolly as the guards tried to circle around her. She pointed toward the blond guard and cast a Wall of Storms. She took delight in the surprised scream from the guard. Then the Alchemist turned to the black haired guard, who looked determined to end her life. For a brief moment she...

Posted January 8, 2019 by The Long-Chapper

  Chapter 20 - The Grave Digger   “Seek the storm.” She repeated, the voice becoming like knife’s edge. The cry of Mother Storm-Hawk.   “No!” He looked away, trembling, wanting to run, wanting to hide, but there was nowhere to turn in this wastelan...

Posted January 7, 2019 by Caladran

Patience. The young mer found it difficult to wait for the Altmer bitch to make her move.  Days and nights felt like an eternity for Ciel’nn while he tried to sleep. He ended up to watching how his partner slept next to him and listening to his breathing. He guarded Teldryn’s sl...

Posted January 4, 2019 by DeltaFox

''Safety, Love, Loss, Revenge''   WASTELAND   ''Seven months. That's how long it's been. Since they came. Since they left. Since we started hunting them. There were six of them. Now it's down to four. We heard they fled to the Commonwealth. We followed. It's been hard since Chicago. ...

Posted January 4, 2019 by Gnewna

Nerussa was about to try again to bring up the sload in the room, when Äelberon put his hand in her path, and indicated to be cautious. She slowed her steps, moved closer to the cliff face, and listened out. She thought she might be a little stealthier than him, but gods, maybe she should ask...

Posted January 4, 2019 by Gnewna

  22nd Sun's Dusk The next thing she remembered was waking in the morning. Rumarin was already dressed, and…   “Swords? But we have the day off!”   He looked over his shoulder, and smiled at her. “Yes, but I’ve been…” he pouted almo...

Posted January 3, 2019 by Delta

Bloodsucking creatures of the night, vampires are quasi-undead for they stand on the fine border of life and undeath and can be divided into two categories: greater and lesser. One of the most dangerous spawns of the Daedric Princes, a Vigilant would be well prepared before facing such a foe. &nb...

Posted January 2, 2019 by Delta

The chill cut deep to the bone.                  Falrielle uttered a curse. A decade ago this wind would’ve been a pleasant breeze on her face but alas, too much time down South under aspen trees and the touch of th...

Posted December 31, 2018 by Gnewna

  21st Sun’s Dusk   “Ah, your… Thane! You’re back!” Lydia’s Ma was apparently taking advantage of the sunny day, hanging acres of blinding white laundry – bedlinens, shirts, and… undergarments – out on the line to dry. She wrung th...

Posted December 29, 2018 by SpottedFawn

Then and Only Then     "As we commend their souls to Aetherius, blessings of the Eight be upon them, for they are the salt and earth of Nirn."   Three graves were freshly dug outside of Morthal, on higher land less likely to succumb to the marshes. One denoted a warrior's gra...

Posted December 28, 2018 by Hasir

 Drujeeta, Serana and Quinchal exited the cavern with the book and the wolf skulls that surrounded it; Serana and Quinchal went over o a brown wardrobe and deposited the skulls into it while Drujeeta sat herself in the lord Harkon's throne. Serana passed a table...

Posted December 23, 2018 by ilanisilver

Two Yuletides have passed since Alicia and Vilkas met under the Gildergreen and put old ghosts to rest. But new challenges create more ghosts, and now Alicia and Vilkas must face their greatest challenge yet. What use has Skyrim for its heroes now that dragons have fled and armies disbanded? When Al...

Posted December 20, 2018 by Delta

Matthias strolled down the street, bouncing with each step and whistling jaunty tune. Riften wasn’t too bad after all or rather not any worse than the other cities he’s been. Still, one loose end to tie. One more stone to even the scales; that girl.       &nb...

Posted December 18, 2018 by Hasir

After two days of travel, the Crimson Fang reached the docks near the city of Bravil, after the gangway was lowered, the Argonian and the two Khajiit disembarked. They walked up the dock to a wooden entrance with large oak doors, Hasir pushed the doors open. The trio walked through...

Posted December 7, 2018 by Caladran

“… At last I have the skulls of my former lovers, all five of them. Collecting them wasn’t a easy task as each of them resisted my attempts, but they fell before me. Except the Argonian who willingly sacrificed himself for me. I said it was for the greater good. What a fool he...

Posted December 6, 2018 by Delta

The next morning, Makram had scrounged all the money he could find and waited, waited… nothing. So the day carried on, lunch as usual was the busiest time and still nothing. On the eve of nightfall after the attendants cleaned the pots, and pans – Hoggvir and his lackeys never showed....

Posted December 6, 2018 by Hasir

Serana, Silver, Quinchal and the kids made it back safely to Castle Volkihar. Serana looked at the unconscious forms of the Tsaesci and the wolf, found water in the nearby basin and splashed some of it onto Silver's muzzle and the rest she splashed onto Quinchal's scales. The wolf awoke...

Posted December 5, 2018 by Delta

Riften was even more of a maze than Matthias originally thought. The girl had led him through into what seemed to be a different world all together. In the Riften’s Great Slums as they called it; clotheslines dangled like hung men, the streets narrow and confusing, and the air stale. On the ...

Posted December 1, 2018 by SpottedFawn

Change Moon   The round window glowed like a vampire’s eye, turned blood-orange from dusk falling through the trees. Agni’s legs burned from the steep climb, but she hastened, panting and tightening her hold on the green vial clutched between her fingers. In her haste to do h...

Posted November 30, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 24: Leaving Home     “Dear Farkas, by the time you read this note, I’ll be gone.  I’m so sorry I didn’t say goodbye in person, but I was afraid if I saw you again, I wouldn’t be able to leave.”  ...

Posted November 27, 2018 by Caladran

Sincano and Cirion watched how the miners worked at the barrow. The excavation was back in progress. It had been halted for hours because of an ash storm. But as long as the Lady was satisfied so was her guards. Sincano couldn’t understand why the Lady had offered her help to the digger, R...

Posted November 26, 2018 by Delta

Insectoids are insects that are at least larger than a house cat. Like Beasts, Insectoids are non-sentient living mostly on instict alone.    ************************ Ash Hopper Help Wanted! Ash Hopper infestation at the Lerran Farm. A bounty of 2 Septims for every Ash Hopper kil...

Posted November 22, 2018 by Caladran

  The strange rock came in  to view as they approached Raven Rock. Ciel’nn was relieved to get away from the colder beaches. A nice warm bath would be better. It was a pity the Retching Netch didn’t have a bathing room. Ciel’nn wondered if he should give a suggestion...

Posted November 22, 2018 by Delta

Everything was as if nothing had happened in the morning. The soup kitchen ran as it would the day before and as it would the day after except this time they had a Vigilant of the South help feed the poor. As if nothing had happened, the kitchen closed its doors on the eve of nightfall and the att...

Posted November 19, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 23: Brutal Retribution     Time seemed to slow down, almost to a halt.  Every heartbeat felt like an hour.   The Skinner and his lackeys continued their relentless assault on Aela, and the moment finally came when they managed t...

Posted November 18, 2018 by Caladran

INCLUDES MATURE CONTENT!!     The last treasure chest was sitting in a small pond and it was surrounded by a group of mudcrabs. There weren’t any pirates near by as far as Ciel’nn could see. He had expected at least four pirates, but he had no complaints. Having not to fight...

Posted November 16, 2018 by Caladran

Ciel’nn stirred up from a nightmare to find out that his partner was still asleep. He frowned at his own state - why had he awoken? His nightmare had been absurd, but wasn’t what had he bothered him. He felt restless, but he didn’t want to disturb Teldryn’s sleep so Ciel&...

Posted November 15, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 22: Boiling Point     Aela had said that Skjor was scouting ahead, but as we approached the fort, he was nowhere to be found.   He must have gone inside, I thought.  But did that mean he had already cleared out the perimeter? &n...

Posted November 15, 2018 by Delta

Riften. The City of Beggars and Thieves.                   It had almost been a decade since his last visit to this wretched place and it was just as he had left it: skittering rats at every corner of the eye, aroma ...

Posted November 13, 2018 by Caladran

On the Bulwark, Davas, a Redoran Guard sighed. “Pity, we’re on duty when the others are having a nice time.” He gazed toward the ash wastes. It would have been nice to eat biscuits and other delicacies, along with some Flint and Sujamma. But no. I’m stuck on duty.“I...

Posted November 12, 2018 by Tralient

Warning: Adult Themes (the visuals more so than the writing)     Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 21: Born Anew     I remember it being such a strange sensation… I knew I was asleep and yet I could sense everything around me.   The smells…...

Posted November 9, 2018 by SpottedFawn

Nightfall     Blood on the steps. A weeping cub. Shades of dusk on the cooling sands. A broken home, life lost.   "I'm s-sorry," Zahrri sobbed, her mother's blood in her veins and on her teeth. His beautiful Ahndra, gone.   The house is too still. His heart cracks, empty...

Posted November 8, 2018 by Caladran

Cirion smelled the cold sea air, smiling dreamily. She’s a wonderful lady. He had been lucky when she had asked him and Sincano to travel with her as her personal guards. At first he had questioned her motives as she wasn’t well liked at home, Shimmerene, but when she had flashed an ...

Posted November 6, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

    Shitshitshitshit! Sticker cursed as he peeled off the elven assassin and rushed through the shadows into the tunnels below the slums. He was right on the slavers’ heels. There were four of them - not as many as he’d feared, but even one would be enough to cause proble...

Posted November 5, 2018 by Caladran

The Stalhrim in the Deathbrand boots and helm shone like a gold in Glover’s eyes. He held the helm in his hands and studied it. “It sure looks a fearsome helm. And look at this Stalhrim right here. That’s some remarkable work I’d say.” The blacksmith looked to Teldr...

Posted November 5, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 20: A Gift of Power     Outside of Jorrvaskr, I paused on the steps leading to the Underforge.   Farkas, sensing my hesitation, said, “There’s no rush.  Whenever you’re ready, Caylin.”   Loo...

Posted November 4, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

    2nd of Sun’s Dawn   Why Äelberon picked up Skjor’s armor, Aela didn’t know. The Mer, with his sharp eyes, spotted it resting against a small ridge near the dilapidated fort they were now approaching and just picked it up. The extra weight didn’...

Posted November 3, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The slaves’ bunkhouse was dark and freezing, all the slaves were lying on the ground on the damp straw, and the constant rattling of their chains kept Grulmar awake. He could feel the familiar weight on his wrists and ankles too, the chains and shackles cold against his skin, only remindin...

Posted November 2, 2018 by Hasir

Before Hasir left the village, he stocked up on potions of cure disease, frost resistance and healing draughts. He also filled his leather bladder full of cold, refreshing water should he get parched on his journey. Hasir also packed extra furs for sleeping on in ...

Posted November 2, 2018 by Caladran

The brisk winds greeted the waking town of Raven Rock in the early morning. The Redoran Guard changed shifts and hoped for another calm day ahead. Captain Veleth came out of the barracks and began his morning patrol around the market. Everything was going well. It seemed as if nothing threatened...

Posted November 1, 2018 by Delta

‘Lady Falrielle!’                   ‘Breton bitch!’                   Glass and metal clinked hard and old fri...

Posted October 31, 2018 by Delta

'The Winds Blow Cold' is the quintessential archetype of Nord lullabies: death, cold, and stressing the importance of family... in death. It is actually quite popular among Nord folk.   The children asleep, With dreams oh so sweet. The winds blow cold.   The children shiver, In th...

Posted October 30, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 19: Tears of Hope     “Nooo!  Ria!  Njada!  What have I done!?” I screamed.   Farkas looked up from where he was sitting across the room, startled by my sudden outburst.   “Athis!  ...

Posted October 29, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

    Even the best laid plans could fall apart due to unforeseen complications, and his mission had already been a gamble from the start.   Still, it had been a reasonable gamble - although over half of the bidders were nobles and stand-ins for nobles, none owned quite the capi...

Posted October 29, 2018 by Caladran

  The flight through the portal made Ciel’nn’s stomach roll. He almost threw up once they landed.  He had his eyes closed firmly as he tried to slowly get on his feet. He had fallen on his side. The dreadful feeling still lingered in the back of his mind. He opened his eye...

Posted October 29, 2018 by Delta

I Falrielle opened her eyes.               The Watchmen’s bell was ringing the Vigil awake and the sun was shining through the shutters and on her face. She shaded her eyes with her hand and then slipped on her boots. Thus begins...

Posted October 27, 2018 by Caladran

The dinner had dragged along the evening quietly apart from Neloth’s occasional grunting and mumbling. No one had dared to say anything. Not even when Neloth had stared into the air with the most strangest look. Drovas had prepared the mudcrab meats accordingly to the young mer’s rec...

Posted October 26, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 18: Worst Fears     “It’s time to get up, Love,” I heard a woman saying.  “We don’t want to be late for breakfast do we?”   I opened my eyes, still groggy with sleep.  “Wh...

Posted October 24, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 17: An Alternative     Farkas couldn’t hide his reaction this time.  The shock and fear on his face was like a dagger in my heart.   “Do you see now?  I’m a monster,” I said.   Farkas q...

Posted October 23, 2018 by Caladran

Ciel’nn rolled away from the ash spawn and got on his feet. It had hit him with brutish power, and the young mer was certain it’ll leave a bruise on his arm. With a hiss, his eyes narrowed as he observed the ash creature. These are tougher than the ones at the fort. Maybe they are dr...

Posted October 22, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The Théâtre Provincial was a Breton theatre, erected after the style of Second Era Breton architecture, and it only showed Breton plays. Odd choices considering it had been built in Anvil. It had gone out of business in six months.   Among his many failings, the playwright be...

Posted October 22, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

        Silence. It is said that true silence is unobtainable - it is a utopian notion of freedom, an escape from the oppressive clutches of the world’s song that only the deaf can know. Silence is stillness, it is the death of motion, and everything is constantly i...

Posted October 22, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 16: The Request     I ran straight from the Hall of the Dead back to Jorrvaskr.  I needed to find Farkas fast.   No one was in the main hall when I came in.   It was late, and I assumed everyone had gone to sleep alread...

Posted October 21, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

  Collaboration by Harrow and Karver the Lorc Look into the patterns. Look into the infinity. Look into the forces at conflict. Read them, tease them out. Emphasize them, eradicate them. Tear down the veil from your eyes. Cast off your shackles. Step through. Now look into the sha...

Posted October 20, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 15: Facing Facts     I don’t know how long I laid there crying next to the bed… next to Mikael.  An hour.  Maybe two.  When I had finally run out of tears to shed, I stepped out onto the balcony.   I was s...

Posted October 18, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 14: Bittersweet     As I stared down at Mikael, my eyes were inexplicably drawn to his neck.   It was beautiful, and I was mesmerized by the throbbing pulse of his heartbeat.   I knelt down beside him, and I felt my mouth be...

Posted October 17, 2018 by Hasir

  Drujeeta looked from her children to the throne, upon the throne sat Sheogorath. Drujeeta advanced upon the throne like a mad dog. Drujeeta's eyes were on fire as she stared at the prince of madness like he murdered one of her children. "What the hell were you playing at...

Posted October 16, 2018 by ilanisilver

So, this is my entry for The Imperial Library's 20th Anniversary Fanfiction Contest. The vote was anonymous, but voting finished yesterday, and they edited in author credits, so it's safe to post here now. Writing this was a challenge for me, because all entries are supposed to be in the style of in...

Posted October 16, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 13: A Change     Mikael fell asleep quickly, and I was thankful.  Whatever had been fueling my burning desire was gone.  My sanity had returned, and I was miserable.   How could I have done that.  I’d never acted...

Posted October 15, 2018 by Caladran

With the campfire close to him, and the waves lapping behind him, Ciel’nn unfolded the map of buried Deathbrand treasure carefully, knowing it might be years old, and thus fragile. It was finally warm enough to do something with his hands. He nearly had frozen solid last night and in the m...

Posted October 14, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 12: The Solution     I sat in the Bannered Mare for a couple of hours, but I just couldn’t relax.  I tried to eat something, but the food was so bland it was on the verge of sickening.  I also tried some mead, and that almost ...

Posted October 14, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

                          Human. It is a curious word.                   In the languages of all cultures t...

Posted October 14, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

12th of Hearthfire, 4E 209   The Elven Gardens District. Such a nice name for a district, yes? It has always been where most of the Elven citizens of the Empire took residency, and it is just that now it has become much more prominent since the Dominion established a presence in the Imper...

Posted October 13, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

                              Eleven hours.                   Eleven hours was all it took for ...

Posted October 12, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 11: The Choice     By the time I woke up, it was already early afternoon.  I was slightly embarrassed that I had slept so late.  I immediately went to find Aela to report about completing the job in the Rift.  She told me she d...

Posted October 12, 2018 by A-Pocky-Hah!

So about a year ago, I wrote a draft for a thriller story set in Summerset Isles Alinor, but only managed to finish the first chapter before I was swept away by the current called ‘real life’. Since then this first chapter was left in the archives of The Workshop where it remained, colle...

Posted October 12, 2018 by Hasir

Drujeeta fell through pitch blackness as the screams of her children rang through her ears. She continued to float in limbo for minutes until see landed on a strange land looming closer and closer, she directed her body towards it. She straightened her body so that she clould land on her fee...

Posted October 11, 2018 by Caladran

The freezing and howling wind had tried the campfire. The fierce flames fought back against the wind. They flickered and the firewood cracked almost violently. The clouds were moving. Soon the moon would shine on the coast. The waves were restless as if something was approaching, on the waters n...

Posted October 11, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

12th of Hearthfire, 4E 209     Well, it might be better if this one just skips ahead a bit, he is not entirely proud of how this one let the guards beat him for being at the wrong place in the wrong time. Or maybe at the right place in the wrong time?   It does not matter, no...

Posted October 11, 2018 by Delta

Lake Yorgrim was painted snow-white and green. It seems I was wrong, the buds were in bloom. Life and spring had come. The air however still brought a chill that the fire and sheepskin could not keep away. I took my amulet off and dangled it in front of me.        &...

Posted October 11, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

    A number of Nedic tribes have been recorded using the rose as a symbol and literary device connoting transient beauty. It is more than likely that it is because these tribes did not know how to care for flowers properly, leading to a short lifespan of months - often weeks - eve...

Posted October 10, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 10: Gaining Perspective     My first assignment as an official Companion was all the way over in the Rift.  My thoughts immediately went to Nilindil when I heard this.  I wanted to see her so badly.  I wanted to hold her and te...

Posted October 9, 2018 by Delta

The sun had set before dinner and now the Keep was asleep. Vigil’s Keep was awash with hues of blue and grey, only a few torches to light the way. Brondar, Hjalti, Astra, Baldnr, and Sovul are keeping watch and Stendarr bless them with true sight and warmth. It was spring yet the winter chil...

Posted October 9, 2018 by Hasir

  Rakel thought about what Hircine had said, She denied him coldly. "No, my pack is fine the way it is. Why do I need to accept outsiders into my pack, which has has thrived for centuries without any outside interference?"   Hircine answered her question in his usual deep voice that...

Posted October 8, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 9: Companion     Upon returning to Jorrvaskr, we were met by Vilkas.  He was waiting for us… for me I suppose… at the top of the stairs.  As he led us around the building, I saw a group of Companions gathered in a circ...

Posted October 8, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

11th of Hearthfire, 4E 209   ‘City of Gold.’   That is what the Imperial City is called most of the times. Yes, it is not actually golden, it is more white and grey with the majority of its buildings made out of marble. And yes, maybe if you waited for dusk, and the wea...

Posted October 7, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

    A curious form of art found detailed in Aldmer historical documents involves using magic to stretch out the death of a rose over as long a period of time as possible. It is recorded that several masters once made a red rose wilt over a century, and even the smallest change in t...

Posted October 7, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 8: Proving Honor     It took me quite some time to calm down after seeing what Farkas truly was.  Once he had changed back into human form and retrieved a new set of armor (his transformation destroyed his previous set), he explained to ...

Posted October 6, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Inspector Collagius Kratades   For the eyes of Chief Inspector Falceric Garranus only   14th of Rain's Hand, 4E 205   Per your request, Chief Inspector, I’ve looked into the matter of these Merotim Blades and their reckless use of the name of the Empire’s order and...

Posted October 6, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Mercenary life is not easy, this one can tell you that much. It involves lots of fighting, travelling, troubles, sweat, and hard work. But it is also one never-ending adventure with plenty of beverages, gold and women around, a life of camaraderie and bickering, of people at their worst and their ...

Posted October 6, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 7: A Land of Monsters     Our next assignment was actually a personal assignment for the Companions.  Skjor told Farkas and I that a fragment of the legendary battle axe, Wuuthrad, had been found in a barrow northwest of Whiterun.  ...

Posted October 5, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 6: The Brood     As I entered the cave, I immediately knew something was off.  We were told a group of bandits was in here, but I wasn’t so sure.  For one thing, the smell was atrocious. It smelled like rotting meat.  Sur...

Posted October 4, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

          16 October 61° 0′ 0″ N, 175° 8′ 0″ W Altitude 7000 m                   ‘All warfare is based on deception… hence, when we are abl...

Posted October 4, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 5: First Blood     Once I regained my composure after seeing my family’s house, Farkas and I continued on our way to the next mission.  We came across another horrible scene, however.  As we came to a bridge, we saw the remnan...

Posted October 3, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 4: Painful Remembrance     The next day, while traveling west from Whiterun to our next mission, I was stunned when I saw the burnt-out remains of a house off the side of the road.  I couldn’t believe it… I couldn’t br...

Posted October 2, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 3: First Mission     I was both eager and nervous for my first real assignment, but Farkas appeared to be in no hurry.  Before we left Whiterun, he took me up to a platform outside the gates where we could look out over the Hold.  &...

Posted October 1, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 2: Hired Muscle     The next day I received my first assignment from Farkas, Vilkas’ younger brother.  Apparently, one of Whiterun’s citizens had gotten out of line in some way, and it was my job to bring her back in lin...

Posted September 30, 2018 by Delta

Cold are the spring winds in this time of year. Cold, yes but gentle.               The winter was over but the flowers had yet to blossom and snow still painted the land a pale white. The pine trees are high and so was the sun; we had ...

Posted September 30, 2018 by Tralient

  Caylin's Monsters     Character name: Caylin Montis   Race: Nord   Backstory (in Brief): Caylin was born on a small farm west of Whiterun. When she was six years old, her parents and younger sister were killed by group of Stormcloak soldiers. She s...

Posted September 30, 2018 by Caladran

    Ciel’nn was resting in the bed while Drovas had brought him some tea. He winced at the bitter taste, but he didn’t complain. The mer wasn’t as good a tea brewer as he was. Unless I show him the magic. He nodded inwardly and sighed. “The audacity! He can&rs...

Posted September 30, 2018 by Tralient

Caylin's Monsters     Chapter 1: Seeking Training     This wasn’t how I expected that night to go.  I’d been waiting for years to be free from that dreadful orphanage, but it didn’t happen the way I’d planned.  Grelod woke me up in the midd...

Posted September 27, 2018 by Hasir

  Hasir and his companions reached bloodskaal barrow around late afternoon. A rocky tomb came into view that had an archway cut deep into the rock. Outside the tomb are twenty red eyed draugr. The trio readied their weapons and slliced and diced through the dead nord bodies.   On...

Posted September 27, 2018 by Delta

And this of course brings us to the boldest and most unorthodox of the wines of Tamriel: the Argonian Bloodwine! Ah yes, the infamous Bloodwine, a drink only for the bravest and most experienced of drinkers – this is not the drink for the fainthearted or the foolish. The Bloodwine is named s...

Posted September 27, 2018 by Hasir

Drujeeta, her kids and Infinite walked towards the green door with gold trim and pushed it open. Before they could step inside,  however, a shadowy figure wearing monk robes waited patiently in the shadows. Drujeeta heard a disturbance so she turned around.   She scanned the darkn...

Posted September 25, 2018 by Caladran

The Bujold’s Retreat was a smart choice to camp, even though they were quite away from the main camp. They had found some salvageable food and more furs. No-one had bothered them so far, and for that Casseth was pleased. His group of reavers was tired from traveling this far, but they had ...

Posted September 25, 2018 by Delta

VIII The table was large, shaped like a horseshoe, could seat an entire platoon, and surrounded a roaring hearth. Jarl Laila Law-giver sat at the head of the table and Falrielle sat to her right, her guest of honour. To Falrielle’s right, sat Carcette and to her right was the motley crew of...

Posted September 24, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

    'Rose' is one of the most frequently used words for rhyming in Breton poetry.                               The Ja-Kha’jay’s Bride stank.   ...

Posted September 23, 2018 by Hasir

  Rakel reached into her bag, pulled out the black book and opened it and began to read. Rakel shrieked in horror. The words in the book transformed into a long greenish-black tentacle that wraped itself around the nord, she struggled hard against the tentacles as she was ...

Posted September 21, 2018 by Caladran

A group of ash hoppers were converging on the ash wastes when Ciel’nn scanned the immediate area. They had left Raven Rock and Hrodulf’s house was ahead of them. The way ahead was clear. But something might come up later, Ciel’nn thought. He glanced at his partner close by. The...

Posted September 20, 2018 by Delta

The night is long, And the Daedra come, An unending horde, It never ends.   We will hold the line, We will fight to the dawn, We will remain vigilant, Hearts stay strong.   The walls have fell, Our comrades dead, Our weapons blunt, Yet they come.   We will hold the li...

Posted September 19, 2018 by Hasir

Rakel waved goodbye to the skaal as Rakel and her pack headed east in search for the first stone that had to have Miraak's curse of servitude broken in order for Skaal village to return back to normal. Rakel guessed there were six stones in total. They stayed at the great hall that night bef...

Posted September 18, 2018 by Delta

VII The room was as she had left it: a non-descript store amongst the other non-descripts, stacked crates bearing the brand of Shippers & Movers, and the leaking vase rolling on the ground. All was as she had left it… except for the alcove. In place of the figurine were bottles of fruit an...

Posted September 18, 2018 by Hasir

Hasir realized he had to get back to his parents because his task was complete. He went over to the nords who were cleaning up and told them he had to do something. He went over to the door which banged open. An Argonian was standing there. He looked like he had taken a hot poker t...

Posted September 17, 2018 by Hasir

The Crimson Fang cut through the water at impressive speed, reaching the island of Solstheim in a day and a half. They docked at an Imperial fort on the island. Hasir got off followed by Tulen. Quinchal dropped something in front of Hasir.   Hasir looked at it questioningly. He turn...

Posted September 14, 2018 by BlueDremora

I’ve always been addicted to stories, good ones especially. I’ve read most of the well known fantasy book out there and I’ve loved every word of every page. Now, I always had this grand design for an epic fantasy tumbling about my head, however, I am not the most patient of people ...

Posted September 11, 2018 by Caladran

In the dim lit Retching Netch, they were all gathered to hear a story that Geldis had offered to tell them. The story of the Deathbrand. Everyone had their own drink to drown with during the story for Geldis had the voice and tone to get everyone on edge.   The story told how Haknir Death...

Posted September 9, 2018 by Hasir

   Risi and her husband were watching Hasir’s unconscious form. The only sign of life was the shallow breathing that emanated from the serpent's lips. This action caused the Argonian's chest to rise and fall. The door opened as Tharsten and Brodron entered the hut. R...

Posted September 8, 2018 by Hasir

  Quinchal eyed him cautiously, "Hasir, what's wrong, don't you want to see your parents?"   Hasir glanced up at the tsaesci and shook his head, "I dunno Quinchal, I have never even talked to or saw them." He said as his face fell while his tail rose and fell behind him.   Ha...

Posted September 6, 2018 by Delta

The lowest form of the Undead, the Necranous or more commonly known as the Risen are corpses brought back to life by magicks. Having no will, Risen are nothing more than meat puppets but the clever Vigilant would do well to not underestimate these creatures.    ************************...

Posted September 6, 2018 by Hasir

The two nords exited the fort. They were human once again. Majin asked Rakel what Hircine meant by the unknown force. Rakel guessed the dark one that hircine speaks of must be connected to the silver hand in some way. Soon after, the pack received a vision from Hircine.   "Hounds, I h...

Posted September 5, 2018 by Caladran

The screams and curses filled the reaver camp before the dawn. Dandera hadn’t gotten much sleep since the patrol came back – well, what’s left of it. Her reaver band were veterans. Still, most of the patrol had died in the paws of the beast. The few survivors were injured and i...

Posted September 1, 2018 by Delta

A beast is a generalised term for creatures of non-magical origin although this does not remove the possibility of magical tamperment. Non-sentient, beasts typically live on instinct although intelligence varies from animal to animal.   ************************  Bears The Bears o...

Posted August 30, 2018 by Caladran

Ciel’nn had fallen into his own thoughts, while the Skaal Shaman studied the map of the reaver camps with her brows knitted. Sitting inside the Shaman’s hut, the fear of the monster faded and changed into another shape of fear. And, that fear was laced with a doubt. He tapped his tea...

Posted August 26, 2018 by Delta

Holy Stendarr, light our path, So that we may find our way, The road of duty is rough, But dauntless shall we be for all our days.   We shall stand fast, unmoving as the rock, Our eyes on the horizon, Where others dreams of sweet, Ever Vigilant we shall be.   Holy Stendarr, lig...

Posted August 26, 2018 by Delta

Cateye is a popular mixture amongst more sophisticated thieves and infiltrators as after consumption, it allows the user to see in near total darkness. While under the effects of Cateye, the user will see the world in a pale bluish-white hue; colour drained from the world. It does not affect dep...

Posted August 26, 2018 by Delta

VI The familiar chains jingled when they brought her before Laila Law-Giver, the Jarl of the Rift. Younger than most, Jarl Laila was no older than Falrielle herself… perhaps even younger considering how humans age. The Jarl sat on her throne raised on a dais, looking down on the Vigilant. ...

Posted August 24, 2018 by soly

Repentance                    A Skyrim story   Safe.   No, that wasn't quite right. No one in Darklight Tower was ever truly safe – not from one another, and not from the two Hagraven...

Posted August 23, 2018 by Caladran

The gray clouds and the dark horizon towards the North made the anxiety swirl around him. Ciel’nn coughed and licked his dry lips as he sat on a rock and checked his bow with a scowl on his face. The nightly roar had kept him awake the rest of the night. No good rest nightly rest meant he ...

Posted August 22, 2018 by Caladran

The spell failed, even if Ciel’nn thought he had it. His brows knitted when something went  wrong. Having a clear picture of the rune in his mind wasn’t enough. He needed to apply magick when pointing at the ground, but that’s where it failed. What if I do it differently? ...

Posted August 21, 2018 by Hasir

  The werewolves stepped inside the fort and maneuvered through an underground tunnel, killing silver hands as they went. Rakel shot a silver hand sitting at a table in the back with an arrow. The silver hand member tried to pull the arrow out of his back but his life was steadily waning...

Posted August 21, 2018 by Sotek

  The moment Sotek stepped inside, he made his way to the steps then practically collapsed upon them. He leaned against them, resting his head on a step, using it as a pillow and closed his eyes as his body gave up the fight to stay awake. Within moments he was asleep, as he was too exhaus...

Posted August 20, 2018 by Hasir

Tulen approached the statue which loomed like an angel of death over the six Argonians. At once, the statue came alive, "Ah, good to see you all here good, I have something to tel--" He stoped and looked around, "Wait, I sense two of your are not of my kin; if you are not one of my children, ...

Posted August 20, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

            Together with honey, molasses, agave nectar and concentrated yacon syrup, rose extract forms the backbone of a High Rock joke dish known as the 'Bowl of Sweet Disgust'. Having sampled the dish once while on a mission in Evermore, I can assure the...

Posted August 19, 2018 by Hasir

As the bright sun shone overhead,Majni trudged though the snow for what seem like ages with nothing but snow, rocks, dirt and a multitude of trees to keep him company. He passed a ruined tower which was destoryed by somone...or something. He drew his one handed sword and shield and raie...

Posted August 18, 2018 by Hasir

Rakel tried to get some sleep, but when her head hit the bedroll, it exploded into a scene of death and misery. Rakel could see her mom and dad being mauled by a werebear and then dying in the snow, one thing was different, Rakel was the werebear. Rakel's eyes snapped ope...

Posted August 17, 2018 by Caladran

He watched how the Skaal hunters killed a bull netch. How they laughed heartily at their prey before the big Skaal hunter began to skin the netch. Now it would be a good chance to attack them, but Casseth hesitated. It was the big hunter that bothered him even if he had no doubts of his reaver t...

Posted August 17, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Part 5 25th of Frostfall, 4E 204, Hammerfell, Southern Bangkorai   It was quite a nice evening, all things considering, not too hot - especially after all that business on the edge of Alik’r - and not too cold. But really, could anything be as cold as Skyrim?   Grulmar glanced...

Posted August 16, 2018 by Sotek

  Moments after Kul-et ran inside, Aela and the other Companions heard Kul-et shouting out. “You fucking bastard”.   They burst through the doors and saw Kul-et yelling at Sotek. “You bastard! Why the hell did I have to go alone? The Harbinger gave me my ceremony, ...

Posted August 16, 2018 by Hasir

To some, the blood of the werewolf is a curse. To a young pregnant nord woman, lycanthropy is a blessing sent from above. She was walking along a snowy path just south of Raven Rock in their homeland, a land called solstheim with her husband, a muscular nord with blu...

Posted August 16, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Part 4 25th of Frostfall, 4E 204, Hammerfell, Southern Bangkorai   Atuul kept staring ahead, watching the narrow walls of the ravine they were passing through, at the brown and grey stones smoothed out by the winds howling through the narrow space. This was still Hammerfell, but this area,...

Posted August 15, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Part 3 24th of Frostfall, 4E 204, Hammerfell, Southern Bangkorai   A Redguard man stared out of the window, sitting at the table with his back to the small room which was both a kitchen and dining room as well as a bedroom, watching two boys playing on the street. Each carried a wooden sti...

Posted August 14, 2018 by Chicken Cheese Quesadilla

Wyrms is the story of Sifrit, a young orphan living in Rorikstead with his adopted father and brother. Though dragons have returned to the world of Nirn, Sifrit and his brother live a peaceful life as farm hands dreaming of becoming Companions. But with the return of the World Eater, the great dra...

Posted August 14, 2018 by Caladran

On the moment when the storm atronach landed on the soul gem platform facing the ash guardian, and Ciel’nn dashes toward the ash spawn while Teldryn turned to fight against the closest one.   Brooding, Ciel’nn faced the ash spawn and dodged its first fire spell, then slashed h...

Posted August 14, 2018 by Sotek

  Kul-et cautiously moved into the room, then prepared herself for the oncoming conflict she knew she had to face. She presumed that the man in the cloaked robes was the Breton necromancer she had been ordered to slay, Malkoran. As she entered the room, Sotek followed behind. He silently m...

Posted August 14, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

  Part 2 24th of Frostfall, 4E 204, Hammerfell, Southern Bangkorai   The smoke could be seen from leagues away and the setting sun caught the three knights walking towards the pillar of smoke in silence, lost in their own grim thoughts.   Three knights. Three Orsimer. One was ...

Posted August 13, 2018 by Hasir

The next morning Hasir got up nice early and practiced what he had learned from Quinchal for a bit before it was time for the actual trials were set to begin. Haasir was in the middle of practicing the 'Stone Fist' when he saw the tsaesci coming toward the temple, thanks to th...

Posted August 13, 2018 by Caladran

They ate the meager bits of bread with honey and tea while the island began to stir awake. The sounds of Silt echoed in the mild wind breeze as they packed the camp and started to make their way toward Highpoint Tower. With Highpoint Tower close by, the ash spawn rose from the ash. Ciel’nn...

Posted August 13, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Part 1   24th of Frostfall, 4E 204, Hammerfell, Southern Bangkorai   Smoke. Smoke and fire.   Two undeniable truths that became the whole world in their choking, searing grasp.   And blood, ever present, tasting of iron, closely followed by death.   Smoke whirled...

Posted August 12, 2018 by Hasir

Hasir felt his feet after soaking them in the cool water, he found that they felt much better, and they started to heal from the treacherous climb up The mountain. He began to wonder what his next trial would be, in fact, he was wondering how many trials there would be.  &nbs...

Posted August 10, 2018 by Ben W

*~Xian-Krie~*                                                                      Frost Fall 27, 4E 203   “Agai...

Posted August 9, 2018 by ilanisilver

    Mjoll stared, taking in Davius’s wide eyes and the blood dripping from his strange, black armor. She’d not noticed it before – a smoky, almost shimmering second skin over his lean form that made her want to look away. At what, she wasn’t sure, but she forced...

Posted August 9, 2018 by Sotek

  While Kul-et was resting her legs, by dangling them over the edge of the walkway, Aela looked around for any wood which she could use to make a fire with but there was none. Huffing to herself, she lightly kicked a large rock with the side of her boot. As she stared at the scuff mark she...

Posted August 8, 2018 by Aela The Huntress

    Kodlak had spent half the day trying to do absolutely anything as long as it was away from Ebony who seemed to be as excited as a small child, whose birthday party was mere moments away. At one point, he even headed to his study but somehow the Whelp managed to get in front of hi...

Posted August 7, 2018 by ilanisilver

    “…and then I woke up, and there was Aerin. I was lying in a clearing outside Mzinchaleft, and he’d healed the worst of my injuries. I owe him my life,” Mjoll said matter-of-factly, twisting a few grapes from their vine and popping them into her mouth. Daviu...

Posted August 6, 2018 by Hasir

Hasir, only a few hours old, is whisked away to Blackwood with his aunt, unle and cousins to find his calling in life and maybe even learn secrets about himself that even he does not know. Molag Bal’s rival, Hircine, the god of werewolves, believes the lizard is destined for things greater...

Posted August 6, 2018 by Sotek

    The instant Aela ran for the door, Kul-et could have died. They had their differences and squabbles but Aela was one of the bravest people she had ever met. She was afraid of nobody, even the Harbinger felt her wrath at times, let alone a Dragonborn. But Kul-et learned there an...

Posted August 6, 2018 by ilanisilver

    The next day, she tried not to look for Davius. She didn’t see him at the Bee and Barb where she’d stopped for breakfast and, unusually for her, a tankard of mead, but she couldn’t help noticing Keerava’s beautiful new ring – three sparkling amethysts ...

Posted August 4, 2018 by ilanisilver

    Maul’s ridiculous glower faded from Davius’s vision, but its effect on Davius’s temper didn’t fade so easily. Between the new jarl’s watchdog and the shakedown at the gates, Davius’s first day back in Riften hadn’t started on a good foot. H...

Posted August 4, 2018 by ilanisilver

        This profile/story combo marks a first in seven years of playing Skyrim – my first male character, and the idea came while many of you were participating in the Songs of the North event last winter. Anyone watch Peaky Blinders?    That. Song. &nbs...

Posted August 1, 2018 by Ben W

~*Serana Volkihar*~                                               &nbs...

Posted August 1, 2018 by Caladran

  The air was cold,  and the magicka felt potent even if Ciel’nn wasn’t into spells and all that wizardry. He felt it though, possibly because through his long gone ancestor. His aunt had been a wizard or a high mage. Marveling at the show of ice spells and frost atronachs...

Posted July 31, 2018 by Sotek

    In the morning, Aela awoke hoping to find Sotek next to her. Instead however she found disappointment, which seemed to be the order of the day as he wasn’t in his room either. She made her way upstairs where Kul-et was finishing her meal. By all accounts, Sotek never e...

Posted July 30, 2018 by Sotek

  Before “Mr. Wolf”, Aela’s pet name for Sotek’s groin, even had the chance to feel Aela’s hot breath, the sounds of horses could be heard from across the plains. Aela turned her head around and groaned as she saw Vilkas riding towards them. He was still at le...

Posted July 29, 2018 by Sotek

    Aela felt the horrific blow as the axe head slammed into her chest, the force of which sent her flying backwards. As her back hit the dirt, she knew. She knew she was dying, her own blood choked her as she tried to breath, but her lungs wouldn’t respond. She felt a hand by ...

Posted July 28, 2018 by Sotek

  It was around midday when Eorlund was working at the Skyforge. He was repairing a piece of armour, or rather trying to repair a piece of armour, when he ran into a slight problem. He looked down at the training area where Ebony, Sam and Sabre were training with Farkas. “I need one ...

Posted July 27, 2018 by Sotek

  As Aela, Sasha and Sotek left Riverwood to head to Cyrodiil, Kul-et stood out on the street and waved them off. She stood there for several minutes as they gradually headed off out of sight. Veezara however, was the other side of the street talking to a guard.   After they disappe...

Posted July 26, 2018 by Sotek

  As soon as they entered the hall, they heard the clash of steel and armour as an Argonian trained with an Orc in what looked like the training area. It consisted of a square that dropped down a few steps which clearly marked its boundaries. It easily took up half the large hall. In it we...

Posted July 26, 2018 by Delta

Here’s some seemple foc remedy! Colect sum blu mountain flowers, wheet, and water - mash them together and apply it over a freshly closed wounds of steetch, glu, or scab. The poultees weel protect the wound from infections and will speed up the healing. Rember the reapply a fresh laer of pou...

Posted July 26, 2018 by Delta

Bleeder is a criminal cant term for any venom harvested from serpents. A popular tool for the pragmatic fighter, a nick from a blade coated with this venom will find their wound never clotting nor healing and depending on the source and freshness of the venom itself, the insides of the victim ma...

Posted July 26, 2018 by Delta

IV Falrielle opened her eyes… and saw nothing. She pricked up her ears and kept silent yet she heard nothing. She raised her head and immediately regretted it; a hard bump and the world spun as if Talos himself descended from the heavens to smack her in the ear.      ...

Posted July 26, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

  14th of Rain’s Hand, 4e 101   “Are you going to let him?” She asked.   Tanan-Ze looked up from his work, at a pair of inquisitive white eyes, her chin resting on a pair of clawed hands that were, in turn, resting on the wooden table’s edge. He was ...

Posted July 25, 2018 by Sotek

  Sasha awoke early, she walked quietly to Sotek’s door and smiled to herself as she listened to him and Aela sleeping. She decided not to wake them but instead she headed off downstairs. The inn was quiet, so she just sat by the fireplace and threw a few blocks of wood into the fire...

Posted July 25, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Chapter 17 The Knight and the Assassin   The gathering of the mercenaries outside the Riften’s wall had gotten quite impressive, seemingly creating another, much smaller city. Well, more like a town, or even just a village. The so called army couldn’t count more than a bit over...

Posted July 24, 2018 by Caladran

The bull netch floated on an ash dune when the Skaal hunters cautiously approached it. Who knew if the godless savage would attack them? But, it was near afternoon and maybe the savage would stay away. They drew their bows and swords before they would begin their mighty fight against the netch, ...

Posted July 24, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Chapter 16 Breathing Ash   There were rumors circling Riften, rumors about a witch settling east of the city, in the ruined tower close to the road leading to Velothi Pass. People were whispering about her, telling each other exaggerated stories of how the desperate came looking for her he...

Posted July 24, 2018 by Sotek

  As they followed the road further into Cyrodiil, an icy wind started blowing from the mountain side. With it came a blizzard, but thankfully for Sasha, nothing like what they were subjected to over the past week. Sotek as usual just carried on like it was a warm summer’s day. Aela ...

Posted July 24, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

            Thanks to the efforts of alchemists and mages across Nirn, roses are one of the singularly most diverse flowers when it comes to colour. In addition to natural red, yellow, orange, pink and white roses, there have also been roses selectively bred...

Posted July 22, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

  30th of First Seed, 4e 101   Äelberon gazed outside the carriage window and up at the clear night sky, the sounds of Gaspard’s snoring and the steady rhythm of the horses’ hooves providing a constant background noise. The Breton wanted to leave very early in the...

Posted July 22, 2018 by Delta

The aptly named 'Nord March' is an ancient Nord war chant that is sung in Dovah, the tongue of the Dragons.   The original version...   Zeymah Bron, mu yoriik wah grah, Hahkun ahrk spaan ko haal, Bron wah grah. Fah moro! Unahzaal moro! Zeymah, kriist mul pahvoth, Zeymah Bron, yoriik...

Posted July 22, 2018 by Sotek

  Despite Sotek getting up early and heading virtually straight out the door, except for a slight detour so he could pick a few choice apples for his breakfast, it wasn’t until late morning that he had completed his rounds. Eorlund had been paid for the leathers and some extra gold f...

Posted July 20, 2018 by Delta

  The Seal of Skyrim   Power in Skyrim does not flows like the snows of the mountains to the rivers in the valleys: downwards but upwards, like the flowers in spring. The rulers of Skyrim does not claim legitimacy from blood or divine right as in the other provinces of the Empire bu...

Posted July 20, 2018 by Delta

Endemic to Skyrim, Frostbite Spiders are a common threat to many cave explorers. Though all Arachanae are highly venomous, Frostbite Spiders differ in what its toxins do to its victim. Instead of inducing internal haemorrhages and necrosis, Frostbite venom will slow the heart and seize the muscl...

Posted July 19, 2018 by Caladran

He looked at the dead reaver youngling’s corpse.  His second and others had brought it back to the upper camp after they had dealt with the kid. Sildras knelt down to inspect it. The youngling had died in pain by the look on his face. He frowned, Probably poison. The reaver youngling ...

Posted July 19, 2018 by Delta

II The wench of the Thirsty Trout Tavern greeted them with a bow, wiped a table, pulled a seat for the Vigilants and for Falrielle; an extra wink that made her blush.               Carcette drummed her fingers, biting her lips in deep ...

Posted July 18, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

26th of Sun’s Dawn, 4e 101   Bumph heard the impatient grunt from the rotund Breton and suppressed the urge to punch his face to a pulp with her bare hands. The battle axe could work too, but punching was sometimes more fun.   He actually wanted her to open the door to the ...

Posted July 16, 2018 by Sotek

  That evening, when nearly everyone was sitting around the table, Sabre looked across towards the stairway which led down to the living quarters. “Just what are they up to?”   Ebony shrugged her shoulders, then picked up her flask of mead. But when she tried to take a d...

Posted July 15, 2018 by Sotek

  The light of dawn spread across the camp, bathing everyone in light. A high pitched ‘Hiss’ sounded out from the basket where the young hatchling, Sotek battered his face as he tried to block out the sun. Being only around two weeks old, he hadn’t the co-ordination to pr...

Posted July 15, 2018 by Chris

A tale of Spirits, Sacrifices, and Sundered Moons, welcome to the tale of the Skyrim Divine Chalice War Prologue Chapter 1-Of Bulls and Elves Chapter 2: The Blood of Elves Chapter 3-A Knife in the Dark

Posted July 15, 2018 by J.D. Primrose

A Cyrodiilic Compendium of Idylls and Ends     In my travels I have come across many strange notes and writings by fellow adventurers and skalds, yet some prove far more interesting than others.  Deep within the barrows of Solstheim, amongst the pages of the College of Winterhold, ...

Posted July 15, 2018 by J.D. Primrose

With such intensityHis ascendancy endlesslyRuinous and through all thisA hero rises, enterprisesHis will to dragon form.Forlorn his champion watchesAs blotches of oblivion obfuscatesHis vision - don’t dismiss the mission -Maintain a strong convictionAs temple-ward he rushesThrough the bushes o...

Posted July 15, 2018 by Sotek

    By mid morning, all of Jorrvaskr were awake except for Aela. In fact, it was around midday by the time she awoke. She found herself in an empty bed as Sotek had been already up and about for a good several hours. She entered the main hall to see Huinzi and Twilight sitting with K...

Posted July 14, 2018 by SpottedFawn

The Forest of Ice & Fear   They were like flies crawling through the stone bones of a corpse, and a pulsation on the surface of their skin grew more intense as they encountered a final door, separating them from the heart of Frostmere Crypt.   Mor’vahka pulled his scimitar fr...

Posted July 14, 2018 by Chris

Fate/Sundered Moons Chapter 3-A Knife in The Dark Vaveli Dreth sat in the dimly lit interior of her safehouse. It wasn't exactly the Tiber Septim Hotel, but the quaint little shack on the outskirts of Falkreath would serve her well. It had all the basic amenities. A bed, a chamber pot, a wash basin...

Posted July 13, 2018 by SpottedFawn

Frostmere   The silver-edged scimitar glowed white, cooling as if fresh from the forge. The soul gem was in shards, empty of its host soul. In his years of service to Arkay, Mor'vahka had never heard protest from the Neutral God over their usage.   The souls he used did not deserve...

Posted July 13, 2018 by Sotek

  Quentarii, a middle aged Argonian, walked across the water using a water walking potion. In front of her, she pushed an old hand cart that had seen better days. All her belongings, mere rags to outsiders, were stored inside and sitting on top of it, wide eyed and inquisitive was a dark g...

Posted July 13, 2018 by Sotek

  Adrianne and Proventus examined the damage to Arcadia’s Cauldron, while a rather distraught Arcadia screamed as she saw the shop. The door was torn off the hinges and thrown across the market place and the door frame itself was destroyed, totally beyond repair. Adrianne shook her h...

Posted July 12, 2018 by HaggisHunter

The sound of knocking did nothing to ease the pain in Danifae's head. She groaned and turned round in the bed, when she heard voices outside the door. One was low and deep, the other was Zora's familiar cheerful tones. As Danifae tried to raise her head the voices stopped and Zora entered the room.'...

Posted July 12, 2018 by Caladran

  The evening fell quietly on the Bulwark and the guards changed the shifts. The night watch shift took their places and flexed their shoulders, ready to stay vigilant against anything, or anyone that dared to threaten the town. An older guard was peering out in the darkening evening when ...

Posted July 12, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

  With the threat of Miraak and Ahzidal now behind them, it is a time to celebrate, for only one real foe remains. Alduin, the World-Eater. However, what happens when inner dragons prevent that celebration from happening? It takes the planning of a crafty Orc and a vampire to remind the Drag...

Posted July 11, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

"There is an after. One story tells of this. I will spare you the details, though I know it by memory. Every Altmer does. I will only say this. It took him thirty years to rebuild his, piece by piece, thousands of them, but he eventually did and he was accepted again.  Let us all rejoice an...

Posted July 10, 2018 by Caladran

  It wasn’t easy to find a shelter in an ash storm. Teldryn weighed his options when he had picked Ciel’nn up in his arms with the utmost care. Carrying the younger mer against the constant wind turned up a challenge for the older mer. He struggled when he moved to the north-we...

Posted July 9, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Chapter 15 Foreign Land II   The landscape slowly changed around them as their raiding party pushed through the lands of the Dunmer towards the Velothi mountains, becoming more familiar to Yamarz with its conifers and broadleaved trees. They travelled through the mix of mushroom forests an...

Posted July 8, 2018 by ilanisilver

  “Do I want pie? Do I want a piece of fucking pie? How can…are you fucking kidding me?”   Moriane tilted her head to the side and narrowed her eyes. Stenvar had been unusually quiet in the last hour, pacing through the house and setting her nerves on edge. She supp...

Posted July 8, 2018 by Sotek

  Once everyone settled from gathering around the bar, Hulda called Sotek over to her. She eagerly held out her hand as she spoke.“One round of drinks wasn’t it? That’s 154 gold septims please”.   Sotek gulped then pulled out a few coins.“Here’s s...

Posted July 8, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

  They kept ascending. Isluf could feel it in his legs and all the while the Ansei was silent as death - which in a way wasn’t a surprise. They had encountered several of the so-called souleaters, revealed by the light emanating from the shehai around the Swordsinger’s left hand,...

Posted July 7, 2018 by Chris

Fate/Sundered Moons Chapter 2: The Blood of Elves   Acilius Bolar stood before his Servant, the legendary Crusader, who had his hands tightly gripping his weapons. In his stained prisoner’s garb, Acilius felt very much like a peasant speaking to a highborn knight. “You are my Mast...

Posted July 7, 2018 by Sotek

  The morning in Whiterun began as it always did, with the opening of the shops and the hustle and bustle of the traders in the market square. Braziers were put out on the changing of the guards and slowly but surely the streets filled with playing children, buyers and sellers and regular ...

Posted July 7, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

  The neighs of horses woke her from her afternoon nap - for what else was she supposed to do around the excavation site? It was boring and sooo tiring. And the idiots didn’t even let her have her nap, unable to… do whatever they were supposed to do with horses to keep them calm...

Posted July 6, 2018 by Sotek

    Author’s Note: This is my answer to a recap. What I wanted to do was keep to the story and include the recap as part of the story itself. How do I this? Have a read and find out.Warning: Contains past chapter spoilers.   Warning :- Adult themes   With still a ...

Posted July 6, 2018 by Gollum

Disclaimer: Mature Content   Wind whistled through the towering pines, spraying snow over the traveling party. “I hate this cold”, exclaimed a burly Redguard. A Nord replied, “We’d all be warmer if you shared the mead, Haadir.”   Jerjolf, the Nord, pointed...

Posted July 6, 2018 by Chris

Fate/Sundered Moons Chapter 1-Of Bulls and Elves   Erik gasped as he awoke, springing out of bed. The farmer glancing at his hand, finding his Command Seals, forming the shape of hoe, much to his displeasure, emblazoned on his skin. Erikur’s ears and nostrils perked up as his senses det...

Posted July 6, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The City of Inkseeds rose from the desert, shining and decadent. Somehow, it still stood. I crossed through the gate, and the beast knew exactly where to take me: the way worn by beggars and poets. The only place a man of my appetites can find satisfaction. I'm not proud, but then, nobody ever is....

Posted July 6, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

2nd of Sun’s Dawn,   He needed to relieve himself. Badly. And his mouth was very, very dry, like he had swallowed a whole tub of tundra cotton or something. But the bed felt oh so good. Warm… But he needed to relieve himself and Tilma was going to kill him if he did the alter...

Posted July 5, 2018 by Sotek

  Just before Red’s hunting grounds disappeared in the horizon, Aela looked across the plains. She felt sick as desperation took hold and tied a rather large knot in her gut while her stomach felt like it was in the grip of a monstrous tempest and every second she could feel it turni...

Posted July 4, 2018 by Sotek

Sotek walked over to the small clearing where the Collector had already positioned herself for their ‘duel’. He drew his spear then took his stance, but as he did so he swiped out a few times in the air. The Collector smiled softly as she watched him prepare to face her. “Usually...

Posted July 3, 2018 by Caladran

Contains some violence! Officer Daynes Aroa had not slept well. He was awoken with some news that made his blood boil. Now, he stared at his Skooma-addicted Lieutenant who was held by the two guards. “How the fuck did this happen?!” Daynes shouted in rising anger. “You  wer...

Posted July 3, 2018 by Sotek

  Aela recognised the voice instantly, she screamed out, making Sotek and the others jump as she ran towards the Nord’s voice. “Harbinger”. Her arms flew around him as she hugged him tightly, like a daughter who hasn’t seen her beloved father in years.   As h...

Posted July 2, 2018 by Sotek

  Within minutes, the sky had once again cleared but the Blood Moon still shone brightly, lighting up the whole mountain. The trail they found themselves upon slowly snaked off downwards, towards an old weathered, partially destroyed wall which rested towards the west of them. The moment A...

Posted July 1, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

They sat close by the campfire, like moths gathered to a lantern’s flame, using leftover crates and sacks from their supply run to Driftshade as either makeshift chairs or props for their backs.  Like a bunch of very furry moths, Brother Balis - well former Brother Balis - observed, a...

Posted July 1, 2018 by Sotek

As Aela quietly followed behind Sotek, she thought back at when he first joined the Companions. The three of them, Farkas, Vilkas and even herself had spent ages trying to train Sotek to sneak better. Even the Harbinger Kodlak spent many an hour trying to help Sotek with the ways of Skyrim. But he...

Posted July 1, 2018 by Chris

Magnus, Architect of Creation, God of Magic, and All-Father to the Magna’Ge, stared upon the infant Nirn as he and his children readied to depart Nirn.   As the robed figure gazed at his work, he felt someone tap his shoulder. Turning, he found himself face to face with the Ada that wou...

Posted June 30, 2018 by Sotek

Making their way up the stepped path wasn’t as bad as they initially thought, however the fact that Aela and Sotek had travelled up the steps before certainly helped. They both paced themselves, allowing the other two a chance to keep up. As the second hour drew in, Aela noticed Kul-et was s...

Posted June 29, 2018 by Caladran

“You died. Again.” Ciel’nn heard a dry voice saying as he found himself on his back in the ash as Teldryn had his blade pointed to his chest, tapping it once.  A sigh left the young mer as he closed his eyes. They had been training for hours and he had been trying to learn...

Posted June 29, 2018 by Sotek

Mutiny in the Ranks Sotek immediately took charge. “What! Kul-et, sit down, Aela up on the ledge, move yourself and stay down”. He helped Aela quickly climb on the ledge seconds before Twilight came into the cave.   “So, this is your home then?” She asked as she looke...

Posted June 28, 2018 by Sotek

The Face of the Enemy   As they made their way down the other side of the mountain range, Aela pointed out Ivarstead to Sotek. “There it is. See the bridge? We’ll be there in about half hour”.   Still feeling angry over his wounded tail which still felt sore, Sotek s...

Posted June 28, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The celebration kept going well into the night, almost to the morning and it was maybe an hour before sunrise when the last of the most stubborn ones fell off. The east was already much brighter when Grulmar began picking his way among the people just lying everywhere around the homestead, snori...

Posted June 28, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

Balgruuf was stumbling through the dark, nearly tripping over several times as his sense of balance was somewhat drowned by the sweet sensations of the mead coursing through his blood. The reason though, why he was stumbling through the night, was that he was of a mind that he had too much mead ...

Posted June 27, 2018 by Sotek

Poisoned Arrow   As Sotek led the group away from the canyon, towards another mountain trail, Shadow Walker cursed as he gazed across the canyon at him. “Damn that bastard. They’ll be long gone by the time we get there”.   The Collector chuckled to herself. “O...

Posted June 27, 2018 by Caladran

The depressed mer was sitting at the cooking pot. He was staring into the horker and ash yam soup like it would give him answers. His luck hadn’t changed since Mogrul had taken his money. He’d lost all that he had. Now he would spend his life cooking dishes  for the visitors of ...

Posted June 27, 2018 by Teineeva

It wasn’t exactly easy to slip away. As a matter of fact, he would probably have to apologise to Grulmar at some point. That said, the bloody bastard would probably enjoy it. Tein knew he wouldn’t. Seif-ij had been sizing him up ever since he got here and he knew exactly what she wan...

Posted June 27, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Erik downed his tankard of mead, setting it back on the counter in front of Grulmar. The Nord’s eyes kept darting towards Tavia, who was leaning against the wall of the homestead, talking with Vilkas about some Vigilant business no doubt. Erik was just waiting for the right moment to go ta...

Posted June 26, 2018 by Caladran

Captain Veleth was finishing his patrol around the town. He decided to detour into the Retching Netch and hoped the officer wasn’t there. Their last discussion hadn’t been cordial. No, it had been strictly official and firm. “If you fail your duty one more time - minor or major...

Posted June 26, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

Warning: Adult themes and sexual situations There was a finality upon seeing the crown that Zahnirbildaar didn’t expect. A hard truth.   You are dead.   He didn’t feel dead, but he was and he wasn’t sure what to make of anything anymore. But he knew one thing. &...

Posted June 26, 2018 by Meli

Well this was it, the days had passed quickly and my head was sore from the Nord mead the night before, Saadia’s knock on the door seemed much louder than normal. Once Saadia had left the bowl and jug of water on the drawers, I rose slowly on unsteady feet, staggering towards the bowl.  ...

Posted June 26, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Teineeva watched the Orc behind the counter, making bottles levitate in the air, flying towards the people who ordered them. Orc barkeep. Now here’s a first. More like a clown in my opinion. But who gives a shit?   The Argonian then twitched when he felt a scaled hand on his biceps....

Posted June 25, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

Urag gro-Shub stretched in his seat as he drove the wagon closer to the lights that marked where the ‘stead branched off from the main road. It was going to be a warmer night than expected and he praised Malacath quietly that the trip had gone without incident. For all the artifacts he was...

Posted June 25, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Äelberon headed towards the goats’ pen, but Grulmar decided to let him.  He knew the Altmer would eventually come around. People were going towards the roasting spit where Tilma was carving the boar and serving slices of it onto wooden plates for the guests, though Grulmar notice...

Posted June 24, 2018 by Delta

I The eyes upon her sent a chill up her spine but Falrielle stood up as still as she could. She stared forward, not making any contact – not a sound nor a twitch. Then her observer, her judge made the first move.               &l...

Posted June 24, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

Minutes till dusk   He always hated parties, preferring the quiet of his study to the racket that usually comes with gatherings planned by Nords, and, he shuddered, Orcs. Not that he had anything against Grulmar and Serana, but he knew the races, it would be loud and Nelecar wasn’t ...

Posted June 24, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

2 hours till dusk   Outside the homestead, it was now starting to look like a proper Nord feast would take place, when the twins dug a shallow hole in the ground, Vilkas long ditching his wolf armor to work more comfortably. Tusker actually showed up in his wolf armor, but he was that way...

Posted June 23, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

A collaboration by Karver the Lorc, Teineeva, and The Long-Chapper 3 hours till dusk   Erik set down another pair of chairs, wiping off the sweat from his forehead. The day was certainly warmer than he expected, but it was a nice touch for today’s event. If Grulmar spoke the truth,...

Posted June 23, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

A Collaboration by Karver, Teineeva and Lissette 6th of Second Seed, 4E 204, 4 hours till dusk   It was a lovely day not too far from Whiterun, with clear skies, save a few cotton tuft clouds,  and a sun that was being rather warm even though the spring was only about to properly b...

Posted June 22, 2018 by Sotek

Hold Your Fire     As they made their way south along the road, their eyes became accustomed to the darkness. Above them the two moons had started to climb but they were quickly blotted out by the storm that ravaged the mountain range above. The open pathway was the last place Sotek w...

Posted June 21, 2018 by Sotek

Mental Storms   Sotek grimly studied the map once more before turning to the pack.“Look, I’ll tell you what, we’ll put it to the vote. Those in favor of the plains with a night crossing raise your hands”.   Kul-et’s hand shot up rapidly followed by Sasha...

Posted June 20, 2018 by Sotek

A Tail to Tell The valley was flooded with dawns first light as the sun finally broke free from the horizon. Sotek sat there by the cave entrance watching over the others while they slept. Once more he scrutinized his map as he checked out the route he had finally picked a few hours before.  ...

Posted June 19, 2018 by Sotek

  Within a few hours of leaving the Fort, Sam arrived back at Whiterun. He eagerly burst through the hall doors to find Aela sitting down while she nursed a nasty bruise on her cheek. Sasha sat opposite, delicately touching a split lip. Both girls were staring intensely at each other. &nb...

Posted June 19, 2018 by Caladran

Joyous voices reached their ears when they descended the stairs to the Retching Netch. The miners and a few traders talked about the new changes and how the Redoran had brought more safety into the town. They discussed how the high ranking officer had dealt with the corrupt soldiers. Geldis seem...

Posted June 19, 2018 by Delta

The elf sat up straight as a spear, nodding her head every now and then as the Keeper continued to shift and elaborate her files.               ‘Senior-Vigilant Falrielle,’ said the Keeper. Falrielle stiffened even more as t...

Posted June 17, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

            Agh. I've written eighteen of these already, I'm running short of ideas...                               During the day, the l...

Posted June 13, 2018 by Caladran

  A furious ash storm raged across southern Solstheim on that night. Ciel’nn and Teldryn sat around the large brazier at the Steward’s house. Talvas had suggested that they would spend the time inside the mushroom house than outside. Ciel’nn didn’t like it, but he h...

Posted June 8, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Chapter 14 Foreign Land I   The landscape of western Morrowind seemed to be a creation of nightmares with its towering mushrooms, strange dead trees with bare sharp branches, with eerie glowing ropes hanging from them, reaching for anyone who got too close. Then there were the flowers, glo...

Posted June 4, 2018 by Caladran

  A pair of Skaal hunters - a muscular man with brown-grayish hair, Selgaard, and the other with blue eyes, Arek - eyed them. The brown haired hunter grunted. “So, you haven’t seen the godless savage whose killing our people without mercy?” He gave them a hard glance. The...

Posted June 2, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

            Information compiled over the ages seems to suggest that the Sanguine Rose - the fabled artifact of the Daedric Prince of Debauchery - is actually a common organism found in one of the Prince's Myraid Realms.         &n...

Posted May 30, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Chapter 13 Rats and Deals 4E 187   The first thing that Decimus noticed was the smell of course - there was no better tell that Riften was close now. The smell of fish thrown into the mix of piss and shit was making a rather strong stew, assailing Decimus’ nostrils. He grimaced and ...

Posted May 27, 2018 by Caladran

He watched his reavers patching themselves up. Thalenen rubbed his forehead while he leaned against the wooden pillar. The fight had been rough, but they got the Thirsk Hall. They would send Mogrul a message soon and then they would gather here in the hall for further planning. The only problem ...

Posted May 24, 2018 by Caladran

The waves made him calm, but they couldn’t make him relaxed. His heart was in turmoil by the memories of time spent in Oblivion. Ciel’nn blinked against the breeze. As much as he wanted to forget he couldn’t, thanks to the Wizard and. It was a wound that was almost healed, but ...

Posted May 22, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

            An analysis of Dwemeri historical texts seems to indicate that, at some point during the early First Era, sailors aboard Dwemer dreadnoughs were issued extract of rose in order to prevent scurvy. It is unclear why this was done at all, as there a...

Posted May 20, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

            The Imperial Battlemage Zurin Arctus has reportedly taken down an entire fortress in minutes by explosively accelerating the growth of a climbing rose sprouting from a crack in the castle wall.             &...

Posted May 17, 2018 by Caladran

 A groan escaped from the old mer’s lips as he was leaning against the Kagrumez Resonance Gems panel. The fight with the reavers and the Dwemer automatons had been rough for him. His sword arm and leg were injured. At first he had thought it’s a flesh wound, but clearly it wasn&...

Posted May 13, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

          Despite the relative difficulty in cultivating roses in desert regions, roses have become a popular ingredient in both Hammerfell and Elsweyr cuisine.                     ...

Posted May 10, 2018 by Furrion 17

The Shadow of Dawn Backstory   (Sometime before 188 4E)   Born into a minor noble house in Wayrest in the 178th year of the 4th Era Alayne was the youngest child of two children. Her mother had died giving birth to her, a fact that her brother would never let her forget, even...

Posted May 9, 2018 by KopisGaming

    Born in a swampy alcove near Shadowfen in the Imperial province of Black Marsh in 4E 171, Lucifer grew up in the bogs of the general Shadowfen area. When most young argonians were learning how to swim, hunt in the water, and gather underwater flora for either alchemy or food, Lucifer w...

Posted May 7, 2018 by Caladran

      The canis root tea soothed his mind while Neloth sipped it with closed eyes. Today he’d continue his research, but he’d need a heartstone for it. Sending Talvas to find one was the idea, but the wizard needed his apprentice to be close. Where did that younglin...

Posted May 5, 2018 by Caladran

  The Telvanni musk scent was strong.  As if it wasn’t enough for Ciel’nn, there was the weird smell of the mushrooms everywhere! Ciel’nn had  a hard time with his headache that had begun when they had entered the tower. He almost stumbled out from the levitatio...

Posted May 4, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

            Magical influences have been known to affect the growth patterns of wildlife. Roses are particularly susceptible, forming fantastical spirals and circles in areas with exceptionally strong confluences of Magicka.         ...

Posted May 3, 2018 by Caladran

The brisk morning wind blew harshly through the beach while Ciel’nn was preparing the campfire. His fingers were getting cold. I wish it was sunny.  He put down the branches in the stone circle as he thought of the Red Mountain as he cast a fire spell on the branches. “S’w...

Posted May 2, 2018 by Gnewna

  19th Sun’s Dusk   As I rather expected, the Breton girl was gone when I got back from Riftweald Manor. I was more surprised that the Bosmer had gone with her, though.   As for the Manor itself, I wonder whether it might be available for rent soon. Rather more spacious tha...

Posted April 29, 2018 by Delta

VII Falrielle leaned heavily on Gideon, call of bells still ringing in her ears. Her legs wobbled from time to time and her body ached all over although from what she could tell by their slumps, she was not alone in her suffering. Gideon had a slash across his tunic and Sven walked with a limp an...

Posted April 28, 2018 by SpottedFawn

Deepened Shadows   Last night, he had dreamed of dolls that rotted like corpses, with maggots crawling through the cloth. He had stumbled through the dream-fog half man, half monster. Laelette glared at him from the shadows, and the scent of snowberries mixed with wet earth and fresh bloo...

Posted April 28, 2018 by A-Pocky-Hah!

  Foreword: Boudica is an alias used by Okita Shiori, a character created by the writer. The purpose of these haikus is to instill colorful imagery as well as humor. Lore has been slightly altered in regards to the subject of some haikus. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬...

Posted April 27, 2018 by Chris

  Stormhold, one of the great and mighty fortress-cities of the mighty Ayleidic Empire.Even though the Slave Queen Alessia had been gathering followers, from both serf and rogue Lord alike, the Halls of Stormhold were awash with gaiety and laughter. Minstrels played cheerful songs, jesters per...

Posted April 25, 2018 by ilanisilver

The door to the Silver-Blood Inn creaked open for what seemed like the eightieth time that hour. Yngvar jumped and looked over his shoulder. Not her. Why he hoped Sidonie might come out at all that evening, he had no idea. He could count on his hands the times he’d seen her in the tavern, ...

Posted April 24, 2018 by Delta

V             Falrielle looked out the boarded window and winced – the last light of dusk was still too bright for her eyes but it was to her relief, growing dark for the torchbugs have come out to play. The thin rotting walls of the sh...

Posted April 21, 2018 by SpottedFawn

      The sky thundered with the ancient call of a forgotten beast. Ulfric lifted his attention from the missive, jaw tilted like a wolf scenting the air.   Dragon.   It must have been close. Was it arrogant enough to attack this city? To challenge their walls of ...

Posted April 21, 2018 by SpottedFawn

Awakening   The mountain peak shook off a thousand years of stillness, and craned its neck over the word wall.   Odfel and Reidar turned to rabbits, frozen by the incomprehensible size and reality of the dragon before them. The dragon's talons marred the intricate carvings as it ad...

Posted April 21, 2018 by Gnewna

  Editor’s note the following letter, being over two centuries old, was faded in certain places, occasionally to the point of illegibility, however our experts have agreed that this is a fair rendering of the text.   12th Hearthfire, 3E433, Bruma   Linni,   You would...

Posted April 21, 2018 by Gnewna

17th Sun’s Dusk (small hours, Rorikstead)   Well, that didn’t go as anticipated.   I suppose I know what the nightmares were about now.   Bloody shitting Oblivion.   Äelberon of Dusk is here.   Actually, Äelberon of Dusk is here, wide awake,...

Posted April 21, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

13th of Rain’s Hand, 4E 204   An Orc came running towards Bulwark right around noon, closely followed by a small blue creature, which only made the Redoran guards scratch their heads, uncertain what to do about them when the Orc began pounding on the gate. He seemed like he was runnin...

Posted April 21, 2018 by A-Pocky-Hah!

  Foreword: Boudica is an alias used by Okita Shiori, a character created by the writer. The purpose of these haikus is to instill colorful imagery as well as humor. Lore has been slightly altered in regards to the subject of some haikus. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬...

Posted April 20, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

A Discourse on Faith by Ugdorga, the King's Scribe   For generations, Orcs have believed in three constant truths: the stronghold, the grudge, and the fury of Malacath. But before Malacath, at least according to certain traditions and a few noted scholars, there was Trinimac. Today, the cit...

Posted April 20, 2018 by Caladran

The Redoran Guards on the Bulwark had noticed the approaching trade ship. They were watching it quietly while they kept guard. It was an understanding that the Redoran Official would come along. There would be a change for real for them. They had only one question - who is it?  The trade sh...

Posted April 20, 2018 by Gnewna

“Äelberon, please, try to stay awake…”   He was refusing to take the potion she’d offered him, and her healing magicks really were very basic, and only much good against injuries and burns. Not terribly useful against a raging infection of the chest. Damn Rulun...

Posted April 20, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

            While roses already take a central significance among Bretons due to High Rock's emphasis on culture and elegance, the flowers occupy an almost religious position in Wayrest, being the symbol of the Knights of the Rose, the official military forc...

Posted April 18, 2018 by Gnewna

  Erik the farm boy was bored. Bored of Rorikstead, certainly bored of the farm. Bored of spending every night in an inn full of farm hands and old men. He was even bored of his name. Oh, Erik was a good enough name, but it was so short, so plain. Bah! He glared into his mug of ale, ignored th...

Posted April 18, 2018 by Stryder

  CHAPTER 3     Grogon retched one last time before straightening up and wiping his mouth on his arm.  It wasn’t the blood or bodies that had bothered him, but the feeling that had overcome him and drove him to such brutal acts that both amazed and sickened him.  ...

Posted April 18, 2018 by ilanisilver

  “Are you serious, wizard? Women in Markarth actually like that mumbling oaf? Are they deaf?”   “Possibly, child,” Calcelmo replied, and chuckled under his breath. Sidonie clenched her fists. During his angsty (and lengthy) babble about his feelings for Fale...

Posted April 18, 2018 by ilanisilver

                  Notes: This is one of the stories I've been working on for Camp NaNoWriMo and features my new dragonborn, Sidonie and weirdly enough, Yngvar the Singer. I played the Book of Love quest for the first time not too lo...

Posted April 18, 2018 by Gnewna

  Thalmor Dossier: The Falmer Berate (Highest level clearance only, an abridged version is available for lower levels in main record room, DO NOT view without express permission of First Emissary Elenwen). Status: Exile/Fugitive (Kill on sight outside populated areas – see Operational ...

Posted April 17, 2018 by Gnewna

  Tsavani did not appreciate disruptions. The Thalmor were wise, had restored the moons, blah, blah, Tsavani did not particularly care. She had been offered the job on her sister Shavari’s recommendation, it paid well enough and she was permitted to visit with her caravan cousins once a ...

Posted April 16, 2018 by Gnewna

  “Ha! Someone worth talking to at last. Tell me, how’s it going with that young Mer of yours?”   “It’s… Erm… Going quite well, I think? What? Gods, you don’t need bloody visions, do you, I bet just staring at people like that gets you a...

Posted April 16, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

A lonely guar struggled through the Ashlands on a cold, moonless night. The wind was frosty and bitter and chilled the animal to the bone. "Alas!" it cried, "I will die here, alone in the cold."   Just then, the guar caught sight of a faint orange glow in the distance. "A campfire?" it bark...

Posted April 15, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Ahzidal's Descent by Halund Greycloak   In the days beyond memory, when men first walked the lands of Skyrim, there arose in the city of Saarthal a great enchanter. As a boy, his gift for magic and artifice had been evident to his tutors. As a man, his skill surpassed them all. And findin...

Posted April 15, 2018 by Gnewna

(16th Sun’s Dusk, continued)   “Vigilance, you talk to him, maybe you can convince him to chase after a hare or two?”   Lydia sighed. She’d taken the dogs out with the intention of walking over to Rorikstead to visit her family before the Thane came back &n...

Posted April 15, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The Journal of Ralis Sedarys, Volume 22   If it weren't for the comfort brought by my invisible friend, I would have fled this place long ago. I wish I had realized earlier that it was not a group, but a master who contains multitudes. He's guided me into a true understanding of the barrow,...

Posted April 15, 2018 by BlueDremora

*Disclaimer: This blog is based upon the ‘Undeath’ quest mod for Skyrim. If you haven't played the mod and intend to I’d suggest you skip this story for the time being... or play the mod (I recommend the latter) - spoiler alert ladies and gents! Spoiler alert!* Chapter One Find...

Posted April 14, 2018 by A-Pocky-Hah!

  Foreword: Boudica is an alias used by Okita Shiori, a character created by the writer. The purpose of these haikus is to instill colorful imagery as well as humor. Lore has been slightly altered in regards to the subject of some haikus. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬...

Posted April 13, 2018 by SpottedFawn

Into Shadow   The hour passed quickly. He did not trust Kjeld White-Paw, and forwent the urge to bathe, to cleanse himself of the world’s filth. The choice was made instead to retire by the fireplace with a steaming mug of canis root tea and a malicious thought to its effects—...

Posted April 12, 2018 by J.D. Primrose

Summer’s Height the axe did swing, To Helgen called the dragon’s wing Last Seed was doubt, a legend’s horn, Would Alduin meet Last Dragonborn. Heart Fire would rage, with aid of bear, A land once torn stitched back with care. Frost Fall, in frozen, fallen town The college ro...

Posted April 12, 2018 by Delta

III The Jarl had a strange air about her. She was pale – too pale- to be healthy for a human. She was about fifty years of age, Falrielle guessed but she couldn’t be sure. The Jarl’s hair had streaks of silver on grey but her gnarled arms and wrinkled face added far too many yea...

Posted April 11, 2018 by Caladran

...Ash yam, Ash Spawn, Ash yam, Ash Spawn, Ash yam, Ash Spawn…Ciel’nn stared at his ash yam soup while he tried to decide which was worse. The ash yams weren’t his favorite food, but he still would eat them even if he knew how bland they were. He still missed the steamed mudcr...

Posted April 10, 2018 by DeltaFox

  The raiders fist landed hard on his face, cracking his skin and letting blood fly out, creating a beautiful crimson spray on the wall. He fell to the ground, coughing out more blood as he did. He was pulled back up into the chair. The raider stepped backwards, grabing his gun by the grip. ...

Posted April 10, 2018 by Caladran

  The abandoned journal looked interesting when Ciel’nn picked it up. He had also found a key in the knapsack from the same room. Ildari’s journal. I wonder who she was? A frown of concern formed on his forehead while he read the journal in the torchlight. The young mer was awa...

Posted April 10, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

              A surprising amount of Shadeclaws have made use of roses as assassination tools. Fourth Grandmaster Satsujin has a confirmed kill count of thirty-seven kills using the thorns on rose stems. *Footnote: Of course, this is the Fourth we are...

Posted April 9, 2018 by DeltaFox

  Wasteland Waltz is a story of a Institute Courser that went rogue after the Broken Mask Incident. Seeing that the Institute is working for it's own selfish goals, he escaped with the help a Institute scientest and the Railroad. Being hunted by his creators, he wiped his memory and left the...

Posted April 8, 2018 by Caladran

  Councilor Morvayn had come forth with the up front payment Ciel’nn demanded for dealing with General Falx Carius and his Ash spawn. It was all for the safety of the people of Raven Rock. The young mer was satisfied even as he heard the Councilor had something against him as to how ...

Posted April 6, 2018 by Caladran

Ciel’nn had said he’d help with the ash spawn issue after the Orc was gone, but he had been down for several days. He and Teldryn had heard of the continued attacks against the Bulwark and with a heavy sigh Ciel’nn decided that today he’d go and talk to the Captain. &ldqu...

Posted April 5, 2018 by J.D. Primrose

Drink your fill, my friend Proceed down to test Your right to join the darkest crew And lay sad souls to rest. This place was once a meeting hall For assassins ‘twere the best But now’s become a playing ground Where dagger meets a breast.   So have a drink, we mean no harm,...

Posted April 4, 2018 by Caladran

  After the battle of the town Raven Rock drew a long breath. The casualties were more than expected. Half of the Redoran Guard had perished during the assault, Eronos Sathoni was among them and several unlucky miners. Captain Veleth was moody when he counted the dead. For the Captain it w...

Posted April 3, 2018 by SpottedFawn

Northwind Mines     Reidar stifled a yawn, watching with a drowsy tracking of his eyes as a courier walked into Shor’s Stone. It took only a second to realize the courier came from Windhelm —and another second to realize he was walking straight for him.   The urge t...

Posted April 2, 2018 by Caladran

  The miners looked troubled when Mogrul had came into the mine, but the Orc yelled them to leave if they wanted to live.Mogrul hurried towards the ladder. He was quite certain that the kid would follow him. Sending his still loyal reavers into town had bought him time to prepare for his e...

Posted March 31, 2018 by ilanisilver

  Tired of forced cheer, Vilkas and Alicia meet under the Gildergreen on Yuletide night and make up for lost time. Nods to the Glory of the Dead quest, and shares a little of my own ideas of what it's like to be a werewolf of the Circle.               ...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

  Farkas rolled onto his side and pillowed his head on his bicep. He couldn’t get comfortable, and it had nothing to do with his thin bedroll or the uneven ground, or even the rush of the moonlit waterfall down in the cavern – matter of fact, that last one was soothing. They&rsqu...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

    Kodlak wasted no time bustling the twins off to Bleak Falls Barrow, and with only a few short hours to prepare, it proved a daunting task. Farkas worked with Eorlund to get new armor fitted and find a new weapon. And Vilkas – over Farkas’s halfhearted objections –...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

      “There’s your brother. Does that mean it’s time to go?” Britta squinted at the stairs leading down to the village and huffed. She’d done what her uncle had asked and waited one full day after Farkas left the temple to ambush him outside Jorrvaskr...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

  The courtyard’s stark winter sun rendered the temple vestibule dark by comparison, and Vilkas and Britta peered into the shadows, their squinting eyes adjusting to soft, moody light. Vilkas guided the heavy, wooden doors to click shut behind them, and strode around the corner to Fark...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

    “He’s going to live.”   Vilkas flinched at Danica’s voice and tried to conceal it, his back ramrod straight, almost ridiculously so. Why he took such measures, he had no idea. Other than Farkas, they were the only two in the temple, and she’d seen...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

    Snow gave way to white, burning sands and skies a brilliant blue. Scant, fluffy white clouds burst against Paarthurnax’s face, their moisture welcome on his leathery skin. His wings tipped, and the horizon shimmered. Blue sky met languid turquoise water.   People didn&...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

      Farkas sat his horse and tried to remember the last time he felt so underqualified for a contract. He’d slain giants. Chased bandits and thieves from one end of the Rift to the other with no trouble at all. Last year, Kodlak sent him and Vilkas to roust a nest of hagr...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

    “Alduin.”   Paarthurnax crouched in the sun-drenched snow, his wings held halfway aloft. The tension had his haunches and shoulders aching, his atrophied muscles quivering with strength he didn’t know he possessed.   And for what? It’s not like...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

            Farkas woke with a start and grabbed his dagger from under his pillow, the cold steel hilt comfortable in his grasp. He sat up on the edge of the bed and let his eyes adjust to the darkness. A warrior never sleeps, Kodlak liked to say. Well, Farkas s...

Posted March 30, 2018 by ilanisilver

          Atop a snowy mountain, hidden from the world by billowing clouds and icy winds, a dragon waited alone. The gnarled tips of his tattered, golden wings shivered in time with aurora pulsing across the night sky, its waves washing misty-white stars in shades of ...

Posted March 29, 2018 by ilanisilver

      “Man breathed its first breath on the sacred mountain; the last kiss waited atop its summit as well.”       Cast through time ages ago, Alduin returns to Nirn. Paarthurnax waits on Monahven, and a Dragonborn waits in the wings.   Skyrim...

Posted March 29, 2018 by Caladran

Ciel’nn leaned against one of the pillars at the blacksmith and observed the market area while he listened to Teldryn talking with Glover about smithing. He never had picked up a hammer, let alone smithed anything. How could he? With his hands being meant for finer crafting. Ciel’nn ...

Posted March 25, 2018 by Caladran

    He waited for a day and another day, but Slitter hadn’t had showed up. Mogrul was convinced his guard would be drinking with the reavers, but that didn’t seem to be case at all. He had lost contact with Sildras’ gang, too. Without Slitter or Sildras’ gang ...

Posted March 24, 2018 by Caladran

  The cold sensation tried to creep in the same bed with Mogrul and he tried to keep it at bay. He wasn’t afraid of anything - why should he be? Slitter was guarding his door right now. Mogrul nodded to himself, then shook his head. Maybe he was becoming ill? Ate the wrong food? No, ...

Posted March 24, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

                        Roses flowers do not survive long after being separated from the main bush. Expect a blossoming rose to last a maximum of one week after being cut... without additional processing. Certain Altmeri tec...

Posted March 22, 2018 by Delta

I By the first light of dusk the merchants, crabbers, ropers, tanners, and other townsmen have cleared the muddy streets, leaving Morthal to the dogs, and vagabonds. By night however, the mists came blurring and choking the city. The fog, so thick it made every passageway look like a lonely, omin...

Posted March 21, 2018 by Stryder

  CHAPTER 2   Rays of sun light broke through the branches that hung over the worn path and bathed the ground in patches of gold.  A steady crunching could be heard as a lone Orc walked along carrying a large sack over his shoulder. He walked with his face stern and eyes set in f...

Posted March 21, 2018 by Caladran

  A cry of the Bull Netch reached to the young mer’s ears, and Ciel’nn shot up onto his feet. The cry was out one of pain. The Skaal Hunters are at it again! The mer let out a hiss as he left the trama roots behind and began to look for the hunters. This time he’d show no...

Posted March 20, 2018 by Solias

Chapter Three   8th of First Seed, 4th Era 199 – Near Nornal, on the Western Shore of the Reed River, Cyrodiil After leaving the Imperial Camp, the squad headed straight for Leyawiin. Staying off the main roads and not really following any existing paths through the forest, they marche...

Posted March 19, 2018 by Caladran

  In his large and comfy bed of fine canvas, in the middle of the soft cushion pillows Mogrul slept. Next to him slept his lover, chained. He liked her that way - not able to escape. On his nightstand was a heavy leather pouch, full of coins of azura’s silver. Mogrul was satisfied an...

Posted March 17, 2018 by Golden Fool

You will have come to hate me by the end of this recording and it pains me that that is the case. For all that I will have done and for all that I am about to do I am sorry, these words will mean nothing to you but still I am sorry.   As you know, the original reason that I joined the Railroa...

Posted March 17, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The Journal of Ralis Sedarys, Volume 19   Moving on to Solstheim next, chasing after vague rumors of this Kolbjorn Barrow. My patron seems confident we can find the Relics of Azhidal out here. I'm a bit skeptical, but so long as he pays well, I'll dig wherever the old coot likes.   I...

Posted March 16, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Nothing is more revolting to a person than the sorry spectacle of another person enslaved by that derivative of moon-sugar known as "skooma." And nothing is less appetizing than listening to the pathetic tales of humiliation and degradation associated with a victim of this addictive drug.   ...

Posted March 16, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

Banker´s Bet by Porbert Lyttumly It was a perfectly ordinary day at the main office of the Bank of Daggerfall. Normal transactions took place: deposits were deposited, withdrawals were withdrawn, house mortgages were collected, letters of credit were golded. When a teller named Clyton J. W...

Posted March 16, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

                        The art of rose-breeding is believed to have originated in High Rock, pioneered by Ayleid wizards experimenting with plant reproductive morphology and popularised by Breton slaves.     ...

Posted March 15, 2018 by Caladran

In front of the shrine of Boethiah, Ciel’nn meditated in silence while he pondered the situation of Raven Rock, and how he would get rid of Slitter. He needed to do it to get closer to the hogger. He had to admit; he wasn’t a tactician at all, but perhaps the opportunity would presen...

Posted March 15, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

So you wish to summon the Dark Brotherhood? You wish to see someone dead? Pray, child. Pray, and let the Night Mother hear your plea.   You must perform that most profane of rituals - the Black Sacrament.   Create an effigy of the intended victim, assembled from actual body parts, in...

Posted March 14, 2018 by Caladran

    People disappear…and Redoran Guard does nothing.The Orc was talking to Garyn Ienth in a threatening way. Words were exchanged and Fetis seemed to cower while Slitter was glaring at him. They left the mer alone and moved to the next mer on their list; Fetis Alor. The same i...

Posted March 13, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The City of Inkseeds rose from the desert, shining and decadent. Somehow, it still stood. I crossed through the gate, and the beast knew exactly where to take me: the way worn by beggars and poets. The only place a man of my appetites can find satisfaction. I'm not proud, but then, nobody ever is....

Posted March 11, 2018 by Delta

Among the numerous faiths in Tamriel, the most widespread and popular religion is the Imperial Pantheon of the Nine and its influence expanded in parallel to the reach of the Tamrielic Empire. Founded by prophetess Alessia I in the 1st Era, Imperial Pantheon, originally consisting of Eight Divines...

Posted March 10, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

                                    On a cliff overlooking the Alik’r Desert, underneath the glare of a bloodred sunset, light and dark clashed.   &...

Posted March 5, 2018 by Delta

We, Keeper Alberic of High Rock and Keeper Tyr of Skyrim, believers and servants of Stendarr, the Divine of Mercy and Justice with a heavy heart have come to a consensus to excommunicate our brothers and sisters of the Cyrodiil Chapter of the Vigil for the crime of breaking their Oath of Duty by t...

Posted March 5, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

                                  ‘Runil, Runil, come play tag with me!’               &...

Posted March 2, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

              WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! (very) ADULT CONTENT!           The rose is an extremely pretty flower, fragrant of scent, vibrant of colour, but also prickly beyond compare.   Any man coveting the rosebu...

Posted March 1, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

                                The Shadeclaws’ Hall of Spirits was the single largest structure in Tsukikage, greater in volume than even the central administrative b...

Posted February 28, 2018 by Stryder

  CHAPTER ONE   “Do you see them?”   The whispered words were barely audible over the cacophony of insects in the night.   “Not yet, but they won’t stay hidden for long.  I have more soldiers sweeping the forest as we speak.”  Came...

Posted February 28, 2018 by Stryder

  FORWARD   Wanting to delve into Skyrim again, I decided that I wanted to do something different and play the game in a way that I hadn’t played before.  The first thing I did was create an Orc.  I had never played one and decided I’d give it a shot.  Next,...

Posted February 28, 2018 by Stryder

  Growing up as an outsider, Grogon had always felt alone and unwanted.  When a sequence of events push him out of the only home he’s ever known, he must either learn to survive or die trying.  Meeting new people, learning who to trust, and how to fight will all come in handy...

Posted February 27, 2018 by Delta

Lycanthropes or more popularly known as Werewolves are a form of therianthropy where the victim takes the form of a wolf creature. Like other forms of therianthropy, lycanthropy is the result of a curse, or blessing to some by the Daedric Prince of the Hunt, Hircine. While lycanthropy is the most ...

Posted February 27, 2018 by Delta

XV Falrielle felt something in her nose that burned white hot like a fire, her head spun faster than a top, and her stomach turned. When she tried to snort it out, she fell on the ground with a hard thud. Not a floor as she initially thought but sand. She spat and when she tried to move, she felt...

Posted February 26, 2018 by Delta

XIII The cave reminded Falrielle of the mine: the ever encroaching darkness and the staleness of the air buckled her nerves for every step she took. There was a key difference however was that in this cave Falrielle could hear and smell water, an underground river from the snow that melted on the...

Posted February 26, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

  You are a candle   Of flickering flame   And I the moth your fire singed       You are a snake   Of slithering lust   Your wet coils on my flesh   So tightly wrapped       You are a bride   Of velvety midnight &...

Posted February 24, 2018 by DeltaFox

  Is it on? Good. Alright. My name is James Darwin. The surname might sound familiar to some of you. The surname of a great scientist and explorer. My father, also named James, took it after coming to the Capital Wasteland. That's right, I'm from the Capital Wasteland, far to the south. You ...

Posted February 24, 2018 by Delta

XI The following weeks was a return to the old days for Falrielle albeit less bloody. She drifted from settlement to settlement, seeking odd jobs and other low skill work: no one was paying for a killing and she couldn’t read enough for something more. Like the old days, Falrielle once agai...

Posted February 23, 2018 by Caladran

    The desperate sounds of the Bull Netch were nearly heartbreaking for Ciel’nn. He found himself disgusted when the Skaal hunters had asked him to join the hunt. The young mer had declined and wished them luck with a sneer.With a chitin bow in his hand, Ciel’nn observed...

Posted February 23, 2018 by Delta

IX From the edge of camp to the deep of the forest, Brant had been talking nonstop on the plan. If he was in the Legion, Falrielle thought he would of have been flogged twice and discharged a long time ago for loose lips. At first he kept it short and simple. Eventually more and more details were...

Posted February 23, 2018 by Solias

Chapter Two   7th of First Seed, 4th Era 199 – Imperial Camp North of Cheydinhal The sounds of the blacksmith’s forge and hammers striking anvils were nothing out of the ordinary in the Imperial camp. Those sounds being heard after the sun had set was. Bastian had worked the same...

Posted February 21, 2018 by Caladran

    Ciel'nn scowled at the fact that Raven Rock had been an Imperial settlement once. The Imperials had been everywhere, poking their noses in where they didn't belong. He was very aware of the fact of the place belonged to the Great House Redoran. Still, he focused on watching the p...

Posted February 21, 2018 by Caladran

  My DarknessBefore you, there was darknessAnd in that darkness I was alone.As long as I’m alone it’ll wrap around me,twist me, choke me in its black webs.It whispers I’ll be free if I kill,If I kill, I don’t know if I’ll be the same (anymore).Then you came on m...

Posted February 19, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

  [This book is a translated account of Nchunak's travels among the various colonies of the Dwemer explaining the theories of Kagrenac.]   I made inquiry as to the state of enlightenment among the people he spoke for. He answered that with respect to the theories of Kagrenac, there wa...

Posted February 18, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The infinite archives of Hermaeus Mora are the ultimate treasure. Its innumerable shelves and countless books carry the weight of all knowledge. Therein, the diligent reader can find all that was, all that is, and all that will be.   Followers of the Divines, content in their dark cloisters...

Posted February 18, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The Scripture of the Word, First:   'All language is based on meat. Do not let the sophists fool you.'   Second:   'The third walking path explores hysteria without fear. The efforts of madmen are a society of itself, but only if they are written. The wise may substitute one l...

Posted February 17, 2018 by Caladran

  Chapter 5 Final   With a long finger under his lower lip Maros eyed the tribal tattoos on Ciel’nn’s arms.  It had been a surprise, but not a bad one. It was curious - the younger mer didn’t do anything special unless it meant something to him. And if the tatto...

Posted February 17, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

The Scripture of the Wheel, First:   'The Spokes are the eight components of chaos, as yet solidified by the law of time: static change, if you will, something the lizard gods refer to as the Striking. That is the reptile wheel, coiled potential, ever-preamble to the never-action.'   ...

Posted February 17, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

[The Book of Dawn and Dusk is a collections of sayings and aphorisms attributed variously to the Tribunals and to their saints and servants. Many of these sayings have become common cliches of everyday life in Morrowind. The following selection of slogans will illustrate many of the simplest notio...

Posted February 16, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The original version of this short story was written quite a while ago during last year's AMOSS. a time when I was not nearly as familiar with the site's text editor, and did not come out the way I wanted it to. The images were too poorly integrated and what I tried to do with paragra...

Posted February 14, 2018 by Caladran

  Chapter 4 It had taken a while for Ciel’nn to decide if he’d go to Neo Davon and visit Celani’s grave to pay his respects. It was a chance to meet Celani’s parents - Ciel’nn felt a shudder go through his body as he thought about it. He dreaded to meet her par...

Posted February 11, 2018 by Delta

VII They had been walking for hours through familiar roads and pathways and the gods be kind; the day was far cooler than the day before. Matthias said nothing through the journey and neither did Falrielle; she was busy thinking – reflecting on her life. When Matthias finally called for a s...

Posted February 9, 2018 by Caladran

  Chapter 3 The apartment looked like no one had used it for years. Dust was gathering in every corner. It would take some time to clean. Ciel’nn sighed as he eyed his old apartment - he had spent time in here with his cousin and learning alchemy. It had been his small sanctuary after...

Posted February 8, 2018 by Delta

V The day was long and hard and the Vigilants worked from noon to night helping whoever they could whenever they could in whatever way they could. No deaths, a bittersweet sign of good fortune for the miners by Falrielle’s account. Verner, the foreman with the hair of fire and his wife, the...

Posted February 8, 2018 by Delta

III ‘Cave in! Cave in!’               The forest of the Rift while beautiful was as wild and unrelenting as the frozen fields of the Pale. Yet again, so are Nords. Ever growing, ever more ambitious the Nords have expanded f...

Posted February 8, 2018 by Delta

I Running – that was what she had been doing from the moment she rose from her slumber at dawn and even as the sun was up high with its blazing light shining down on her, she was still running.               Her lungs were on fir...

Posted February 6, 2018 by Solias

  Chapter One   7th of First Seed, 4th Era 199 – Southeast of Bruma, at the foot of the Jerell Mountains, Cyrodiil. It was approaching midnight when a group of Imperial soldiers came upon a small camp under the cover of a cliff overhang a few miles east of Bruma. The fires burned...

Posted February 6, 2018 by Solias

    As a soldier, Bastian thought he was doing what he was meant to do.  Things are about to change for him to prove otherwise.   * * * *          

Posted February 6, 2018 by Delta

In common speech, ‘Knight-Errant’ and ‘Hedge Knight’ are two interchangeable terms. However in professional soldiering, a distinction is made. Knight-Errants are drifters who wander Tamriel to enforce justice and other ideological concerns. Knight-Errants are generally not ...

Posted February 6, 2018 by Caladran

    Chapter 2 The two weeks travel on foot wore Ciel’nn out because he didn’t want to buy a guar. He didn’t have a lot of things with him and traveling lightly was usually a smart choice. He had slept in safe enough shelter outside, only to wake up to stare at a s&rs...

Posted February 5, 2018 by DeltaFox

"It's just good bussiness."   "Gather around everyone, and hear the tale of the infamous Innkeeper. Now, many of you heard the legend of this bounty hunter but you may not now the entire story. You see, he was no ordinary man, for he was undead. I don't mean like a vampire, but as a man wit...

Posted February 2, 2018 by Caladran

  Chapter 1   The trade ship arrived at the harbor of Blacklight in the late evening. The journey had been uneventful which to the Dunmer was thankful. Traveling by ship should make one refreshed, but it made the mer tired.His plans were to rent a room for the next couple of days befo...

Posted February 2, 2018 by Caladran

  This is mini story that happens after "Protected, no longer" story. Mainly focusing on Ciel'nn and his doings at homeland and his recovery. I hope the chapters won't be boring, but I felt I need to write this one before we jump onto something bigger.   This is part two of what I wil...

Posted January 31, 2018 by The Sunflower Manual

                                One more time, old cat.                   The desert’...

Posted January 31, 2018 by The Long-Chapper

2nd of Sun's Dawn, 4E 202   Thank Hircine bastard was whiter than the Jerrals, thought Skjor as he barreled down the road on Allie, clinging to her for dear life.  His hands were white-knuckled, not out of fear, but from the sheer strength he needed just to hold on to her.  He l...

Posted January 29, 2018 by Karver the Lorc

  16th of First Seed, 4E 210   The continuous ringing of metal hitting metal echoed through a room with white walls made of marble, creating a deafening sound slowly reaching an unbearable cadence. A male Redguard and a female Nord were chasing each other from one end of the room to t...

Posted January 22, 2018 by Teineeva

January 29, 2288 I think I’ll never get tired of walking into Diamond City. The “city” was still a shithole but at least every time I walked in it was becoming my own shithole faster and faster. Of course, the city was resisting. Hell, someone had already started to build a new ...

Posted January 21, 2018 by Caladran

  Chapter 39 (Final)   Ciel’nn was studying new alchemy recipes while sipping his tea. He had found a new book for advanced poisons which had peaked his interest, but his focus wasn’t sharp. It was as if something was bothering him.He was waiting for Ce’vale to come ...

Posted January 20, 2018 by Caladran

(Picture: https://alexeyrudikov.deviantart.com/)   Sathis Varryn damned the day when he had agreed to accompany this Nord mercenary Kjar for a hunt of the notorious necromancer, Gothren, on Vvardenfell. It was the reason for his current demise and in truth the reason why he felt so numb a...