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  • The Vianto Diaries - Volume 2, Entry 2. Rorikstead

    Sundas 22rd, First Seed, 4E 204 TOC Bloody Rorikstead. The place where my real misfortunes began. Well, they haven't eased up any, the past few days have been terrible.   We started off really well on the Fredas. The sun was shining, Cyrus was happy (although I think the Nightquill might still have...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Volume 2, Entry 1. Dushnik Yal

    Turdas 19th First Seed, 4E 204 TOC I've always thought that Turdas was an appropriately named day of the week. It tends to be a shitty day. Mind you, over the past few years, I have had a lot of shitty days.   For those that haven't read my first volume of diaries ( shame on those who have, that stu...
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  • Omega - Chapter 10

    Omega - Chapter 10   TOC    Leaving the smoking ruin of the town of Winterhold behind, Maxim and Thorne set off across the ice-sheets that extended from the coast line and out into the Sea of Ghosts. The strain of having been irradiated and maintaining his aetherial form was showing on Maxim and he ...
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  • Omega - Chapter 9

    Omega - Chapter 9 TOC Through the icy teeth of a blizzard Maxim and his companions made north through great snow-drifts and around frost crusted boulders and white dusted pines. It was painfully cold. Maxim wore his fur lined carved nordic armor and helm and carried Spellbreaker in one hand and a fl...
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  • Omega - Chapter 8

    Omega - Chapter 8 TOC General McCarthy was a seething cauldron of incandescent fury. He stood rigid and tight lipped, glowering at the bridge gunner. Warning lights and chimes were flashing on the alien console and the hapless Enclave technician tried frantically to quieten them. "How long will the ...
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  • Omega - Chapter 7

    Omega - Chapter 7 TOC There was an embarrassing silence around the round table in the Volkihar main hall the next morning. Lydia sat across from Thorne and the pair kept throwing shy glances and smiles at one another over breakfast. Serana looked at Maxim with an eyebrow raised and Fawkes grinned o...
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  • Omega - Chapter 6

    Omega - Chapter 6 TOC General McCarthy sat at his desk, reading through the data slate held between his hands. He sat as stiffly as his uniform was starched and pressed. His chief scientist, doctor Gellar stood nervously on the other side of the desk, fingers twitching. He had not been invited to si...
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  • Omega - Chapter 5

    Omega - Chapter 5 TOC Progress became slower as they made their way from the foot-hills up into the mountains. The terrain was rockier, mostly covered with snow and some of the paths were narrow switch-backs with a sheer drop to the side. The horses' breaths steamed in the increasingly frigid air as...
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  • Omega - Chapter 4

    Omega - Chapter 4 TOC It was the most delicious meal that Thorne had ever tasted. Rabbit stew, made by Lydia. He gulped it down greedily, not caring that he was spilling it down his chin and onto the wooden table. Lydia sat opposite him watching him intently. "By the gods, anyone would think this is...
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  • Omega - Chapter 3

    Oblivion - Chapter 3 TOC General McCarthy stood at the viewing port staring silently down at the planet below. He was pleased with the results from the use of Zeta's super-weapon, although the first mission down to the planet had not gone strictly to plan. His first test firing of the death-ray back...
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  • Omega - Chapter 2

    Omega - Chapter 2 TOC It was the warning chimes that woke him. That, and he was uncomfortably hot. Thorne blinked his eyes several times to see his HUD flickering, and the view beyond slightly distorted. He could smell burned electronics within his helmet and his head was pounding. "Alert!" an andr...
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  • Omega - Chapter 1

    Omega - Chapter 1 TOC Andreas Maxim sat perched upon the boulder, staring down across the tundra at two giants herding their mammoths in the distance. A light breeze rustled the needles of the great pines dotting the slopes behind him and the scent of fresh snow invigorated his senses. Finally, Skyr...
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  • Omega - Prologue

    Omega  TOC Prologue    Bound in the chains of his mind, the prisoner was an unwilling witness to the nightmare unfolding around him. Terrifying birds of prey descended from the sky, their screams churning the dust of the barren landscape. Dark humanoid shapes began to materialize through the mae...
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  • Hybrid - Chapter 6

    The first things Flavius were aware of in the darkness was the pain. The pain and the stench. The agony throbbing through his skull was augmented by the reek of rotting food, mold, piss and shit and despair. He licked his parched lips and tasted blood. But it was not his own. He had awoken from the...
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  • Big Al's Casino

    With a loud crack-tinkle the brandy balloon shattered into a thousand pieces, showering the bar-top with glass.  Darnit! thought Al, That's the third one this morning! After more than a month of preparation, scavenging, building and renovation, one would have thought that Al could polish a glass by ...
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  • The Store Room at the End of Oblivion

    "It's gonna be a warm one today!" Crestor called over his shoulder as he leaned out of the store room window, tapping his long black nails on the sill. The sky was aflame with dark swirling clouds, fire wreathing around them. A hot wind blew embers and ash across the barren, rocky landscape. The me...
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  • Hybrid

    It was cold tonight. Flavius held his chapped hands as close to the fire as he could without burning them and then placed them on the back of his neck, transferring the heat to the tight muscles there. It was the headaches again. The heat seemed to help. Several ragged looking ruffians sat around th...
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  • Technonomicon - Chapter 1 Solitude

    Technonomicon - Chapter 1 Solitude The door to the tavern opened, bringing with it a blast of icy air. The buzz of the patrons quietened as they looked up to see a gaunt, dark cloaked and hooded figure standing in the door way. It stepped through as the door closed silently behind it. The patrons lo...
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  • Technonomicon - Prologue

    Technonomicon    A tome forbidden locked in the shadows.   A shadow master with the only key.   A door to the darkness soon to be opened,  To let in the shadows without to roam free    Prologue  It was twilight on the docks as the ship was moored. A gang-plank was pushed out onto the creaki...
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  • Love and Necromance

    Love and Necromance    The corpse lay limp and bloated on the cold stone slab, the apex of its concave surface ending in a small drainage hole that had been bored through it. A quiet trickle of fluid could be heard running down inside of it in the dim and dank chamber. A middle-aged woman stooped...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entry 15 (Final)

    Entry 15  My life has changed. This may be my last entry. For a while, at least. I am somewhere in the mountains on the border between Skyrim and Cyrodiil. I am tired, freezing, starving and burdened with a great responsibility. But I will not shirk it. It is time to take control of my life.    L...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entry 14

     Entry 14  Arkay knows what day it is now... I have just awoken in the Moorside Inn in Morthal. I'm so groggy I can barely write but I need to get this down before I forget. The local apothecary, Lami, has just told me I have been laid up in the inn for the past two days, semiconscious and delirio...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entry 13

    Entry number 13 - About 2 days after the last entry I'm sitting in the Bee in Barb in Riften, nursing a strong Argonian cocktail, two black eyes and a broken nose. And I think my right big toe is broken too. One of these days I'll learn how to fight, keep my mouth shut or control my temper. Fat chan...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entry 12

    Entry 12. - I have given up on the date for a while, every day is a bit of a blur at the moment... I am now sitting at a campfire, fed, clean and dry, with a belly full of mead and probably the safest I have been since coming to Skyrim. I think. So picking up where I left off, I was sitting downsta...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entries 10-11

    Diary entry 10 - 10th of Sun's Dusk - College of Winterhold  I am feeling very shaky right now. I am sitting in my own dorm room in the College of Winterhold having just been visited by the principle. I have been here a few days and I can tell you that they have been somewhat disturbing. Let me star...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entries 8-9

    Dairy entry 8. Date - 2nd of Sun's Dusk ( I actually know the date for a change)  So I made it to Dawnstar without incident, except I could no longer feel my buttocks - the boat owner gave me a pair of ragged pants which weren't very warm... I got to Dawnstar with virtually no money but there was wo...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entries 5-7

    Diary entry 5. Date - near the end of Frostfall, it's bloody cold! So here I sit in the winking skeever. Since I last wrote I have become somewhat famous in Markarth. In a court jester kind of way. So humiliating! Anyway, I managed to make some money out of telling my hagraven story and selling sil...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entries 4-5

    Diary entry 4. I have lost track of the date again.  So again I am sitting around a campfire, sporting new bruises, cuts and magika burns. Since my last entry I joined the stormcloaks in an ambush on an imperial patrol (mainly because I had no choice). We hunkered down by some boulders by the road,...
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  • The Vianto Diaries - Entries 2-3

    Diary entry 2. Date: several days after the last entry. I am in the night gate inn, nursing frostbite and multiple bruises from running my ass off in witch plate armor. I have spent my last few septims on a room and the first warm meal I have eaten in a week. I am partly drunk on mead but lucid enou...
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  • The Vianto Diaries

    Diary entry - date: unknown, I am completely high on skooma and have drunk several bottles of alto wine. Where am I ? Rorikstead, I think. Who gives a s***?    My name is Vianto. I am a witch hunter. Whatever that means. I came to Skyrim from High Rock, hearing about the rise of the dragons, and the...
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