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  • Prologue: Hadvar

    Hadvar               “Whoa, girl,” Hadvar said calmly, coaxing his horse down the hill. “Don’t worry. We’ll be there soon.” She whinnied and shook her head, as if disgusted with the situation. Hadvar knew she didn't like being behind the cart—she seemed afraid that she would topple down the hill on...
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  • The Last: Chapter Seven

    I was filled with cold anger, colder even than the mountains that we had crossed, as Bjorlam and I made our way through the pinewood forests of eastern High Rock. Ever since our feast on the bandits, I could not take my mind off of the Vigilants. They were the unfortunate souls trapped in the furnac...
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  • The Last: Chapter Six

    We left from Gorbzghazur and headed east across the Wrothgarian mountain chain, accompanied by Gluzra as our guide. I wasn’t happy about this. I found it unbearable being in her presence. My thirst for something more than mere animal blood grew more savage every day. I would catch the scent of her h...
  • The Last: Chapter Five

    We were greeted at the gate by two Orc males—tall, covered in armor from head to toe, save their faces—and one female—about my height, with small teeth for an Orc. She resembled a Dunmer more than an Orc—her face strangely beautiful, with soft features and happy eyes, blue-gray like the sky right be...
  • The Last: Chapter Four

    As it turned out, Bjorlam and I had much more in common than one would expect. His was a very sad tale—of loss, grief, and vengeance. The Vigilants had taken everything from him— destroyed his home, burned his fields, even murdering his wife and two young children. “They weren’t even werewolves,” he...
  • The Last: Chapter Three

    I was hungry. We were two days away from Sentinel, sailing along the western coast of High Rock between the cities of Daggerfall and its smaller counterpart Camlorn. I had started to notice the dull, throbbing pain in my gut that morning. It was bloodlust—an overwhelming hunger that, if not satisfie...
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  • The Last: Chapter Two

    The city of Sentinel stood out like a golden jewel against the dark blue waters of the Iliac Bay beyond. There was a thick, gray cloud formation overhead—a storm was brewing—but the lights from the fires of the city made it impossible to miss—a beacon of hope for those weary from wandering the vast ...
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  • The Last: Chapter One

    A ferocious red sun tormented the dusty ground with its powerful rays. It beat down upon the land like it was a great, sandy drum.  My eyes shot open just seconds after I felt the torture from the demon in the sky. I spat—emptying my mouth of blood and sand. I was face down—covered in dirt and gore,...