The Prodigal Son

Posted November 1, 2015

The welcome had been warm enough to thaw the frost in his joints, building up from the year in the North. A year.At the start, it had seemed an impossible span of time. But standing on the other end, looking back on the past twelve months, Ragnvaldr could see it as nothing but a brief episode in h...

Echoes of Dragonfire

Posted October 1, 2014

With faded blue eyes, he watched the filmy surface of the pond, nearly orange as it reflected the light of the rising sun, as it rippled lethargically as the wind coursed across it. All the world seemed caught and held, trapped in that moment of dawn-kissed stillness. The breeze carried gentle sound...

Alcarien's Accounts | Chapter 9

Posted March 7, 2014

At first, I did not recognize the name that Hoster used to regard this strange horseman. I was focused on our mission- to report the danger to Jarl Balgruuf of Whiterun- and frankly quite irritated by the distraction. Did Bilandis and Hoster not understand the urgency of the situation? It was hardly...

Alcarien's Accounts | Chapter 8

Posted February 24, 2014

The idyllic village I had pictured in my mind when fantasizing about a life in Skyrim held few differences from Riverwood. A fairer, greener town I had not ever imagined. Quaint homes were perched on the gentle hill, and the honey-slow river babbled nonsensically as it made its course just beyond th...

Alcarien's Accounts | Chapter 7 | Ending Edited

Posted February 18, 2014

If following Hoster made me a fool, I did it only because he was being a bigger fool. Of course, hindsight makes situations clearer, and I can see that I would have done the same thing in his situation, but at the time, I thought it was nothing but silliness that bade him return to Helgen. Still, th...