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  • Galas' Adventures in Archfal: Chapter 4

    Galas walked down from his room in the Commune, and saw Atharil sitting face down at the bar, a bottle of wine infront of him. J'kiir was sitting in the corner, playing a game of cards by himself. "What's wrong?" asked Galas, looking at Atharil "Where is everyone?" J'kiir chuckled, and carried on pl...
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  • Galas' Adventures in Archfall: Chapter Three

    Galas walked down the Docks of Lower Archfall with a troubled look on his face. Nelyos, who was also on the docks at the time, saw the troubled look on his friend’s face. “Something wrong, friend?” asked Nelyos “Hmm, oh. No, just thinking of something.” Replied Galas “Care to tell? It’s okay if you ...
  • Galas' Adventures in Archfall: Chapter Two

    “Wake up!” shouted Birli, kicking Galas. “Gah, damnit Birli!" "Oh, come on. Like you’ve never had a hangover before.” “Well I did once back in Raven Rock. Woke up on top of the Bulwark. Naked. With guards all around me.” Said Galas, trying to sit up. J’kiir and Atharil then walked into the tavern. “...
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  • Galas' Adventures in Archfall: Chapter One

    “Ah, it’s so peaceful here” Said Galas Dren, a new arrival in the City of Archfall. Another Dunmer, Nelyos Melori, was walking around the docks at that time, and seemed quite surprised to see another Dunmer in Archfall. Galas turned around, and saw the Nelyos. He too was surprised to see another Dun...
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  • The Snowscale, Chapter 3

    "What do you want?" asked Jeetum. "There was an old fortress just inside the High Rock border." replied the old man. "If we can get there, you should be safe." "Safe from what?" asked Jeetum "An evil force is rising, son. Snowscales are a very rare yet powerful breed of Argonians, and someone wants ...
  • The Snowscale, Chapter 2

    It wasn't much to look at, but there were few Imperial patrols in Falkreath, good news to someone who just escaped an Imperial execution. The first store Jeetum-Ja went to was the blacksmith. There he got himself a nice suit of leather armour and an iron shortsword. The blacksmith seemed nice enough...
  • The Snowscale, Chapter 1

    The snow seemed to sting when it hit his face as he climbed higher. He had only been climbing for a few minutes, yet it seemed like days. He knew that if he could just cross the border into Skyrim, he would be safe. The Imperial patrol that was following him was long gone, but he couldn't shake the ...
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