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  • Fainnare: Justiciar (Backstory/Character Sheet)

    Elenwen,             As you commanded, I have overseen the refurbishing of our headquarters in Castle Dour. An odd task for a Justiciar of my station, but who am I to question your orders? Should you deem it appropriate, the headquarters can likely hold a garrison of nearly a score of our number. I ...
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  • Hunter's Moon - Leaving Home (I)

    Azug paused a moment. The biting winds of the Reach roared down from the mountaintops, but for a brief instant he thought they carried a new sound with them. He crouched low, hoping the sparse shrubbery of the rocky crags would give him just enough cover to avoid detection as his ears strained to f...
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  • Fates Ignored - Interview with a Dunmer (Interlude)

    3 Evening Star, 3E 427 This is my how my interview with Velneryn went: "For the record, please state your name," I asked him, dipping the quill into ink and setting it to the parchment. "Velneryn," he replied, then adding, "Presumably of House Redoran." "Presumably?" "Yes, I have been away for a whi...
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  • Fates Ignored (Pt VII)

    19 Sun's Dusk, 3E 427 I finally mentioned Velneryn to Ajira, during lunch in the dining hall. "Ah, Velneryn. He is a good friend to this one. Khajiit and Dunmer get Journeyman at the same time, thanks to Velneryn's help. This one thinks it made Galbedir especially unhappy to be beaten twice at the...
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  • Fates Ignored (Pt VI)

    16 Sun's Dusk, 3E 427 I've never been very good with goodbyes. I spent the entire day in a fugue. Ajira was kind enough to let me work through it myself, and gave me the day off from our studies. I slept in late, then spent the rest of the day wandering around the Commercial District. I avoided the...
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  • Fates Ignored (Pt V)

    13 Sun's Dusk, 3E 427 And I thought Sadrith Mora was bad. The first thing I heard about as soon as I'd stepped down from the Guild guide platform were the massacres. Over the last week and a half, I've managed to piece together as close to the complete story as I think I am going to, if I can find...
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  • Fates Ignored (Pt IV)

    3 Sun's Dusk, 3E 427 My life in Sadrith Mora has been a comfortable routine. I am almost sad that I will have to see the cycle end soon. Awake at sunrise, breakfast in the Gateway, then a walk down to the Mages Guild at Wolverine Hall. I've gotten to know the mages there much better (Uleni and I wi...
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  • Fates Ignored (Pt III)

    15 Last Seed, 3E 427 (continued)   My first impression of the Guild Hall in Wolverine Hall wasn't especially inspiring. A large square room with no windows and a low ceiling, lit only by candlelight, I felt like I'd been teleported into a tomb. Unlike the hall in Vivec, there wasn't even a lot of fr...
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  • Fates Ignored (Pt II)

    15 Last Seed, 3E 427     The sun rose over Ebonheart, shining through my window to wake me to the worst headache I've ever had. I attempted a simple Restoration cantrip I used to use after long nights of studying for my Journeyman reports, and it did take some of the spots out of my vision, but the ...
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  • Fates Ignored (Intro and Pt. I)

    ((Boring OOC stuff: I apologize for the slow start this one's going to have. I've been envisioning this idea for months now, and have finally decided to sit down and work on it a little, see if my imagination can take off with it. My reasons for doing this are pretty simple- anybody who's played mor...
  • Tsadhi (Character Sheet)

    "I have my skill, not powers or magic." Tsadhi 31 years old, born in Elsweyr but raised in Leyawiin Parents: Father died while she was young, in a Thalmor purge. Her mother brought her sisters and her over the border when she was still a toddler. Her mother died five years prior to the game, destit...
  • Stormcrown Rising - A Purpose in Life (III)

    Lydia and I walked through the frozen fields west of Whiterun together, on our way to the Alik'r hideout. I'd learned the information from the imprisoned Redguard in exchange for his freedom, and we'd left before noon. It was going to be a good day's journey, but after they were taken care of, Saadi...
  • Stormcrown Rising - A Call from the Mountaintop (II)

    Force. A short word. A simple word. But a powerful one. A force is something that affects the world around it. The slow, steady force of a river carving its bed deeper and deeper. The hard, rapid force of a blade piercing the heart of a foe. The controlled, gentle force of a needle diving in and o...
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  • Stormcrown Rising - A Rough Welcome (I)

    I'm writing this by firelight in the Sleeping Giant Inn in Riverwood. In Skyrim. I'd like to start by saying that I never should have taken that last bounty, the one that led me right into the Imperial ambush. It nearly cost me my life, more than once. All of my belongings, if they aren't left buri...
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  • Stormcrown Rising - Matthias Corvin (Interlude I)

    Matthias paused to catch his breath and make sure he hadn't lost the trail. Nope, there it was, the broken branches, even a little footprint in the snow. Looking to the sky, he knew had to decide quickly if he was going to follow, or admit defeat and turn back towards Bruma.   It had sounded so simp...
  • Stormcrown Rising - Severance (Prologue III)

    13th of Frostfall, 4E 194 Somewhere between Evermor and the Dragontail Mountains It was late afternoon when they decided to stop for the day and set up camp. The motley band all set to the task with the lazy ease brought on by years of practice. Kirstiel, the young Bosmer lass, would begin clearin...
  • Stormcrown Rising - Smashing the Jewel (Prologue II)

    1st of Sun's Height, 4E 188 The heat rose in visible waves from the stone lining Wayrest's streets. The sounds of the busy markets filled the already heavy air: merchants declaring theirs to be the greatest bargains, foreigners falling into the various road-side traps prepared for them, priests ca...
  • Stormcrown Rising - Birth and Death (Prologue I)

    [Note: It's been 261 days since I've actually sat down to write something out. Constructive advice, criticism, and comments are all welcomed and appreciated, since I hope to make this the beginning of a very long series as I get back into practice.] It was just past sunset, and most of the Mid Y...