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  • Breath of Kyne TOC (Tempory Hiatus)

    (Despriction coming after hiatus is done.)   In regards to the hiatus: It's not going to be permenent. I just need a break, and I'm clearly not sticking to any schedule right now. I mean, I haven't been doing anything, so it's hard to call this a break, but I want to make this on my own terms...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 12: Another Life

    Lasorial was in a rare state of melancholy. He didn’t know why, he knew it was selfish. He had it all! But sometimes he felt like something was missing. But what could possibly be missing, when he was the most glorious being in the world, in the palace. Number 5132… It was prophesied th...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 11: A Deal

    The days passed steadily. Ma’osri’s leg was healing well due to her speeding the process along with healing magic, but she knew only rather basic spells, and as Fjorrod pointed out, healing to the point of exhaustion wouldn’t benefit her in the long run. “You can only help th...
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  • The Man

    Smiling, the Man approached the lone guard on the bridge. “Halt!” The guard shouted, hoping his voice didn’t sound quite as frightened as it did to him. The guard then shivered, seeing a detached lopsided grin plaster itself over the Man’s features after he spoke. “Do you need something?” The Man’s ...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 10: Soup

    Fjorrod was busy, cooking a meal for himself and Ma’osri. As a result, he didn’t notice her eyes flicker open briefly as she smelled the meal. Ma’osri felt like she had aches all over her body, her torso and left arm being the worst. She tried to get up, but didn’t make it two inches off the ground ...
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  • The Faceless

    One of many… No identity. Laboring, In darkness, Forever. Few find them, None come back. Hunger, Suppressed. Emotions, Nonexistent. They toil in the shadows, But one day, They shall rise, And mark the world with cities Of bone. The Faceless have infinite patience, They never rush. They never complai...
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  • The Darkness Comes

    The Darkness… A million serpents, hissing in union. The raspy sound of many Daedra. Alduin proclaiming your doom. Nothing can describe its voice… Where it looks, night falls. Where it listens, silence grows. Where it touches, plague ravages. Where it blesses, undead replace the living. Where it curs...
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  • Ma'osri's Friend

    Hehe.... The rain can not wash me away. You say you just want to live in peace, But I can feel the struggle in your soul. Go on, take out your dagger. Let my influence rule your heart… Who am I? Names matter not. What am I? I’m your best friend… Don’t you worry, child. I’ll protect you. All...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 9: Visions

    Fjorrod had one heck of a hangover. He didn’t know where he was, and he couldn’t recall what happened. He was lying on the ground, with a stick digging into his spine. His head was like a drum, his arm that he was laying on felt thoroughly abused, and he wouldn’t be surprised if his legs had been dr...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 8: Tornado!

    As they walked, Fjorrod had an uneasy feeling. Everything seemed so calm, at least at the surface, yet tension rocketed underneath the veil of peacefulness. Glancing around, he noticed that above the wispy white clouds, darker ones loomed, casting a shadow on the land. Ma’osri didn’t seem to notice ...
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  • Gray Skies - Thoughts and Bandits

    Amazing how easier it is to get things done when you shut out your emotions. Happiness? Gets in the way of cold calculation, gets in the way when you are trying to let go of things. Sadness? Why have it? Anger? Makes it so you can’t do what must be done, kills humility, however false, when you must ...
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  • Why Must We Always Go On?

    Why must we always reject the end? We fight on and on, and far past our time, we refuse the light and mercy. Instead we grit our teeth, swallow our screams, and walk forwards, In these well used roads of life, of hopes and dreams, but most of all, Of death. Yet we ignore that, And focus on the here,...
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  • Tribal Chant

    Oh trees. Sighing in the forest, swaying in the breeze. Your leaves catching golden sunlight, rays escaping to the ground. Standing strong, branches long, roots deep, you stay. Oh trees. Give me your ability to prosper, of that I beg you.   Oh streams. Running everywhere, sliding through Bends and t...
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  • Hiding in Solitude

    Hiding… Hiding in Solitude. Paths of loneliness, of frustration. Paths, run down, never used.   A cross in the roads. Suffering, or agony. The same choice. The same fate, the same Results, the same consequences. Yet that is hidden, it looks like freedom on one path, and so The spark of hope appears ...
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  • The Cycle of Anger

    Out of anger, triumph. Out of triumph, arrogance. Out of arrogance, battles. Out of battles, wars. Out of wars, injustice. Out of injustice, true rage. Out of true rage, chains. Out of chains, despair. Out of despair, determination. Out of determination, freedom. Out of freedom, joy. Out of joy, que...
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  • Light

    I breathe, in and out, in and out, Trembling with fear.   He appraises me, Judging, Having no remorse.   I feel for my sword, Finding it where it never leaves. Clumsily, draw rusty blade, never used Before.   He brings his blade out, Glinting in the moonlight.   Stepping forward, he Strikes, his bla...
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  • The Void

    Darkness, Black and silent. Suffocating, stifling, stopping. A cold, empty void, stretching out for eternity, yet stopping for infinity. Despair, the cold grip of Daedric masters at play. Unable to fight, unable to take a breath, Gasping, choking, crying. Death, meaning muddled, a memory of w...
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  • Arrogance

    I feel alive Only when I’m fighting. They tell me I’m too confident, Bah! Fools, all of them. My blade spins, a whirling circle of light, turning and twisting, the silver holding hands with crimson that rushes forth. Even my shield, when I’m forced to use such a useless thing, is a part of my unst...
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  • Chains of Freedom

    I wander the city streets. Guards turn curiously, seeing a drunk. I care not. Eyes just scratch the surface... Agony, The secret that I bear. Freedom, among my bonds. Chains, hidden in the plains. I remember the ones of silver. The spoils of war, were they worth it? A reflected person in the pon...
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  • Caverns of Gold

    I look around At the silence that beholds. Seeing nothing, Least not gold. They said I would find riches here. But all I see, Is the darkness near. Light pours from my hands softly illuminating what once was dark. Crystals light up, Reflecting, refracting, In a blinding arc. I cut off the stream ...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 7: Answers

    The sun shone through the trees as Fjorrod and Ma’osri walked near a patch of greenery sticking up among the grass, both travelers lost in thought. Fjorrod decided that their best option was heading off to Falkreath, where they could warn the Jarl about the dragon, if the Jarl believed him. Fjorrod ...
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  • The Perils of Madness - Chapter 1: A Dangerous Agreement

    As Shoagi ran, he had one thought. The stash, where is it, oh Divines where is it? Then, finally, he saw it. The secret door. Racing to the tree, he opened the little hatch at the bottom, taking out a bottle of Skooma. Yes… He thought, relaxing and letting the warmth flow through him. It had already...
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  • Kyne's Gifts

    The Sky calls to me, The Trees sing to me, The Wilderness beckons, I answer. The crowded city streets, Under my feet, They make me long For freedom, and Kyne. Alone, Under the Stars, My fire gently burning, I feel alive. I swig a tankard of mead, The fiery spirits burning. In contentment, I sigh....
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 6: Fates Unknown

    As Fjorrod’s senses returned to him, he felt overwhelmed by the pain. From his sides where he had several claw marks, his back, which he felt was broken, to the wound in his side that throbbed in pain, everything hurt. He struggled to fall back into the grasp of sleep, but rest alluded him. He despe...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 5: Destruction

    As the soldiers marched, the smell of burning flesh assaulted them, making the two lines falter as the men turned away, gagging at the stench that burned their nostrils, that made it impossible to forget the fires that burned fiercely in the distance, seeming almost like a beacon, urging them onward...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 4: Escape

    Making his way back to the road, he wondered why Ulfric and the other Stormcloaks hadn’t come out yet. Maybe they’re just waiting to see if I survived, or maybe they’re tied up. That’s probably it, the Imperials tied them to the cart, Fjorrod thought. Clearing the thick vegetation of the forest, he...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 3: Freeing Friends

    Fjorrod wasn’t given much time to think about the roar, as he soon came upon the road where Ulfric still sat, surrounded by Imperial guards.  They all wore light armor, aside from the captain, who wore heavy. He would have to take out the captain first, then the other guards as they rushed him. He w...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 2: Not Today!

    Fjorrod slowly regained consciousness, unsure of where he was. His first impressions upon waking up were loud and brazen. Everything, from the noise, to the bumpiness of his movements, to the pain, was all very prominent, nothing subtle. He didn’t open his eyes, didn’t even move. He struggled to reg...
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  • The Breath of Kyne - Chapter 1: Company

    Fjorrod held his breath, not moving an inch. The elk looked up, alert. After glancing around, and determining there was no threat, it resumed grazing. Letting out a soft, slow sigh of relief, Fjorrod eased an arrow onto the bowstring. Holding his breath once again, he let it out as he let his arrow ...
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  • A Thief's Destiny - Arc 1, Chapter 3

    As I followed the old mage, I was practically giddy. I bundled it all up inside though, plenty of time to celebrate my good fortune later. I've learned the hard way that even just whispering "Yes!" can turn a heist from a given success to a failure. Once we were out of sight of everyone, I cut throu...
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  • A Thief's Destiny - Arc 1, Chapter 2

    My stomach grumbled loudly. Apparently, it didn't get the message that I had no money, as it demanded food. "If only I had some food," I muttered, "Then my stupid stomach would shut up." I wandered the streets of Riften, looking for anyone traveling through. No one new was here, and anyone rich who ...
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  • A Thief's Destiny - Arc 1, Chapter 1

    "So, a rich noble spends the night in Riften? He's a fool," I muttered out loud, staring at my next target. As I looked, I saw two guards move into view, before walking away from the window. "Not as much of a fool as I thought, he has at least two guards, possible more." I mused out loud. The noble ...
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  • A Thief's Destiny - Arc 1, Prologue

    It was the dead of night, and the streets of Riften were empty, save for one. A woman, holding a baby, walked briskly along the road, oblivious to the cold air. The mountains loomed in the distance, cold and forbidding to most, shelter and safety to her. "Come on, let's get you home." The woman smil...
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  • Short Story: A Hoarding Problem

    "Eh? Oh, its you. Looking for another book? You always seem to read them fast enough so that when I do get some free time, its taken up! Ah, no matter. Now then, what type of book do you want now? After all the serious books you've been reading, I bet you're in the mood for a little humor. I have ju...
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