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• E'ermore; Esbern, Second Entry

  by Lucid June 10, 2015
  This Entry Contains Violence, Nudity and Coarse Language. Viewer Discretion is Advised. 　 Esbern awoke to a sudden screaming that cut through the peacefulness of the early morning hours. "Mara have mercy, that gave me a fright." The woman behind the counter said in exasperation. "What's the matter?"...
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• E'ermore; Inexs, Second Entry

  by Lucid June 6, 2015
  The Rebel Leader was brought back to the Imperial encampment at sword point, walking hunched over like a beaten dog. His hands bound before him and mouth gagged. He held a cruel look in his eyes and a furrowed brow to match. The Imperial soldiers who had captured him kept their swords on him as they...
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• E'ermore; Tombs of Unrest, The Awakening.

  by Lucid June 5, 2015
  Forelhost Ruins The air was stale, thick with a cool dampness. There was no natural light that could penetrate the thick chamber walls but there was nothing that could keep these particular magics out. The braziers lit with a flourish of flame and a rush of light swept through the dark stone croft. ...
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• E'ermore; Esbern, First Entry.

  by Lucid June 5, 2015
  He was saying his daily prayer at the shrine of Talos when it happened. He could see it all though the open canopy of his hideaway in Dead Man's Grotto. The sky tore asunder when the rift opened. A tear in the fabric of time and space left a wound of blue and red that swirled to a deep purple and fa...
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• E'ermore; Galmar Stone-Fist, First Entry

  by Lucid June 5, 2015
  The evening was cool, even for a Nord the southern holds were chilly when the sun went down this time of year. His bear cloak was draped over his shoulders, the head of the beast rest upon his own mantle. His Officers light leather and hide armor would prove warmer than any steel in these parts of S...
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• E'ermore; Inexs, First Entry

  by Lucid June 1, 2015
  E4 201, Cyrodiil Days prior to the attack on Helgen. Rain came down in visible sheets as the wind gusts picked up and the wetness stung the side of the Breton's face. The sky was a dismal gray and gave little light to the mid-afternoon. The same terrible weather as it had been for the past eight day...
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