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  • Farewell (Last Dreema Post)

    The years passed, and life carried on as life always does.  Vilkas and I had children and we continued as Companions, or Blades, or Nightingale – or just husband and wife, which I think we both liked best. Njada left Farkas for another man and after I comforted my friend’s tears, I hunted her down w...
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  • Dragonborn

    Alduin soared overhead on wings that seemed to span across the sky – my spirit took another dip at the sight of him as he was bigger than he had been before.  For a moment, we were all silent as the dragon roared and circled, but I steeled myself.  No time for fear – I had a job to do and I would se...
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  • The Restless Dead (warning - spoilers, typos and questionable grammar)

    (A wood elf walks into Sovngarde - it's sort of its own punchline!   I'm letting Dreema speak as she prepares to tell the last bit of her story, and we'll see what she ahs to say with it). When I opened my eyes, I stood still for a moment in wonder.  My limbs were all where they were supposed to be...
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  • On Blood Red Wings (spoilers)

    (the homestretch now!  The fascinating thing about this sort of writing is seeing how many different ways everyone can tell one story.  We've all played the game, and most of us know how it ends...but the way we experience it seems to differ with everyone's own perceptions.  Coming to the end of thi...
  • Season Unending

    (I have a confession - at this point in Skyrim, my game started glitching rather badly - the entire treaty meeting wouldn't even function at all, so I literally had to use console commands to get through the entire scene and advance the game!  I have therefore managed to glean the main precept behin...
  • Dragonrend

    (Now with hopefully less fail!) The following morning, the Companions and I ventured back to Whiterun, leaving Brynjolf and Karliah to recover and sell some of the spoils for the Thieves’ Guild coffers.  I’d get my cut at a later date, but to be truthful I was just happy my friends had all managed ...
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  • To Fetch An Elder Scroll

    (just writing in a stream of consciousness as I've got three other projects on the go - I'm supposed to be taking time off work but what can I say?  Couldn't think up another "World" title so putting that running gag to bed now!) There was nothing for it – we had to carry on down into the dark, ext...
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  • Beneath the World

    I’d like to think I was a brave woman, but I’m not.  Draugr still give me the shudders.  If a shadow passes overhead that seems a bit overlarge, I still reach for a blade I no longer wear.  And Blackreach…well, Blackreach gave me nightmares for weeks.  I know I wasn’t the only one, either.  I though...
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  • To the Corners of the World

    (I get by with a little help from my friends) I didn’t get much sleep in Jorrvaskr that night as I paced the Harbinger’s quarters, mulling over what steps to take next.   An Elder scroll – I had no idea how to find one.  It was going to require detective work.  There were the Blades, that’s true. ...
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  • Throat of the World (spoilerness)

    (I know the game is all action and often people just clicking through responses without listening to the conversations, but I'm not really one of those people.  If anything the discussion with Paarthurnax on the top of the mountain was a conversation I wished could have gone on and on.  This isn't t...
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  • Alduin's Wall (spoilerness)

    (sorry, did this one fast and quality isn't the best, but will work on better one next post when I have time) After I’d had plenty of rest, I made my way back to the Sleeping Giant Inn.  I wasn’t surprised to see Vilkas sitting on the front steps; sensibly I took my cowl down from the Nightingale ...
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  • Bartering with Shadows (final Thieves Guild spoilerness)

    This will probably be the last I talk about the Thieves’ Guild – and I’ve certainly said my share by now!  Yes, it’s going to be patchy, no, I’m not giving you all the details.  My children know a few of these stories, and they’ve seen the armour – my youngest is even wearing it now.  But do they ac...
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  • Final Vengeance (Spoilers)

    There is a part of me that wants to be cautious here – all of this was a long time ago, and some things should be left well enough alone.  We did what we did and I do not regret it, but I’d not like for my stories to lead some brave-or-stupid adventurer down into the dark without any idea of what th...
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  • It's Just Business (Thieves' Guild, spoilerness)

    Thieves are gamblers – it’s sort of ingrained in our very being.  I think that’s a good portion of the allure of the job – luck is everything to a thief, and we get superstitious about whether it’s on our side or not.   Any thief who says luck doesn’t play a part in his line of work is a liar.   Hav...
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  • Cornered Rats

    I wish I had an excuse for dropping down nearly on top of three Thalmor, but the truth is I've got nothing.  There I was with an armful of papers, a bag full of purloined spoils and a gormless expression facing off against three high elves who were definitely not friends.  In my defence I can say th...
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  • Belly of the Beast

    One of my busier nights, that was.  But since time was pressing I felt that the old man could wait for the time being; the longer I wanted on Mercer, the colder the trail would get.  As I went off to one side with Brynjolf and Karliah, the Nord explained in hushed tones what he wanted me to do. "Mer...
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  • To Catch a Thief

    The irony of hunting down a thief (when I happen to actually be one) wasn’t lost on me.  But then I suppose the phrase is “takes one to know one”.  I managed to catch up with Karliah and Enthir in Winterhold, making my way into the bottom of the inn in their company and handing the book and rubbing ...
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  • Knotting Loose Ends

    (just like it says on the tin, trying to tie some ends together in order to tell a more cohesive tale.  Possibly done un-successfully, and I admit I haven't been playing Skyrim much the past few weeks, work returns, heigh ho!) When I returned to High Hrothgar with the Horn, I had to seek Arngeir ou...
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  • Confrontation

    It was nightfall when we finally came across Kynesgrove, and I was glad to have Vilkas with me; our beast blood senses were keen.  We had discussed going through the process of cleansing ourselves of the blood, but there was no time.  Four eyes was better than two and the dragons were most active on...
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  • The Horn and A Blade

    I look back upon those days and I realise after I had taken the marriage-oath with Vilkas, I had made my peace with staying in Skyrim. Skyrim was home now, it was in my bones, and I had everything I wanted. And I also realised, now that I was Harbinger and wed-bonded, I had run round in a circle onc...
  • Amulet (Warning: Contains Soppiness)

    (I actually wrote this as one of my first stories and saved it on Notebook - however I was reminded yesterday reading another blog that it's a story I still have to tell, and now seems a decent enough time.  Besides, it means I don't have to do a bunch of writing today.  Happy hols!) I can laugh ab...
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  • Spiders and Charcoal - New and Improved Spoilers Added!

    (this may be error-prone as I'm still sick, but hey, blog-post present for holidays - it has SPIDERS in it.  Okay, not a great present, really but there you are) In the morning, we managed to eat a rather hasty breakfast and then made our way to the Museum to seek out the scholar Calcelmo.  The who...
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  • The City of Gold

    When the business with Kodlak’s shade was done, and I was trying to figure out what being a Harbinger actually meant, I still had the journal in my packs.  I had opened it and glanced at the script now and again, but I didn’t understand any of it.  It was definitely going to need some expert help, a...
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  • Double-Cross (Thieves Guild/Spoilers)

    I’m going to take the opportunity now to explain what happened in Riften, at least up to that point.  I had a scar across my throat, very small mind you, by the time I went back to Jorrvaskr but things could have gone a lot worse.  So now I’ll out with it, as I feel I can now break my silence – I’ve...
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  • Redemption (Companions Quest)

    (This actually did happen; coming out of the lair with Vilkas, I took a few steps out and then suddenly a dragon came out of the sky over our heads.  It was so quick I didn't screenshot it, but it made a nice little tidbit to add to the story). Although I could hear the ring of steel behind me as V...
  • Doom-Bringers (Heavy Spoilerness)

    (Suffice to say, if you haven't done the Companion quest that far in..you may want to skip this one.  This portion of the storyline kicked me rather sharply in the chest) Ignorance is bliss.  Again, we do not know the future, not even we who know the way of Thu’um.  It’s a mercy.  Past memories hur...
  • An Old Man's Hope (Companions Quest - yes, more spoilers)

    (I randomly encountered Farkas and some other Companions in the middle of nowhere, getting pummelled by a bear and jumped by Silver Hand.  It was pretty epic as I couldn't understand what they were doing there, but I wove that little bit into the story below) So, for a month or so, I divided my tim...
  • Full Circle (Thieves Guild)

    It’s strange how the world works, isn’t it?  I spent several years cursing myself for ever taking up the life of a cutpurse and brigand.  I spent years trying to get away from it…just like I tried to get away from being Dragonborn.  And where should I end up?   That’s right; I had no idea of Riften’...
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  • Blood for Blood (also spoilerish)

    How do I even describe to you what it means to be able to smell the evening breeze and have it explode like a rainbow of colour in your head?  To be able to smell the blood of everyone within a hundred yards of you?  To hear their hearts beating.  You simply wouldn’t know unless you’ve done it.  I r...
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  • Wild Hunt (Possibly spoilerish)

    We made our way back to Jorrvaskr, weary but victorious.  I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised that Vilkas was waiting for us – it was his brother after all.  Farkas hailed him with a grin, but Vilkas merely lifted his chin in a nod, though he looked more relieved than he’d admit.  Me, well, he...
  • Feral Shield-Brother (caution - spoilers inside!)

    Farkas…loyal, big-hearted Farkas and one of the most dangerous and brave men I’ve ever known.  He isn’t very swift of brain but he could swing his sword hard enough shear an opponent in two, and he’d do it for you if he chose you as friend and sister.   He’s much older now – aren’t we all? – and tho...
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  • Jorrvaskr - A convenient diversion

    The thing about all those poorly-sung bard ballads in Skyrim is they always tell of the epic deeds, of how the hero was eight feet tall and bursting with muscles, killing seven trolls and a giant before breakfast whilst taking half the women of a village to his bed after evensong.  They never descri...
  • Dragonborn

    I think I’ve mentioned how much I hate being cold…well let it be known that High Hrothgar is -very-cold; the peaks are whipped into a flurry by biting winds, the snow never melts and is more than a meter thick in some places.  It is bitterly chill, and I completely understand why The Seven Thousand ...
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  • "Forging" always meant something different to me...

    I awoke late the following morning, somewhat the worse for wear, and stumbled out into daylight with a headache and a heavy backpack.  I still had the Dragonstone, and I figured I may as well make my way to the wizard’s laboratory as I had more than a word or three for him about neglecting to mentio...
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  • Draugr and Dragon Words

    Let me just say right now, I hate draugr.  Hate them.  Falkar had spider issues -  I'll talk about him later, and Ralof wasn't a fan of those either if you recall.  Me, it’s undead.  I would fight dragons every day for an eternity before I would ever want to step foot in a hall of the dead, and to t...
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  • Old Habits Never Die

    I made my way out of Riverwood – I was rather welcome to leave the place for Ralof and his people had been not-so-subtly hinting I should look into joining the Stormcloaks; a ridiculous prospect as the Stormcloaks believed Skyrim was for Nords only, and I doubt they’d be particularly happy to allow ...
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  • Not the best way to venture into the north

    I was born.  I grew up.  I did a few things, here and there.  That’s as much history as you’ll get for now.  The Nords believe that our lives are like a long length of string – these strings can get snarled up with other lives, or tied into knots from past actions.  Whatever tangled mess I had made ...
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